>M'Rrenn stopped, and turned to face her. He had an odd smile on his face, which was punctuated by his next few words. <[Lasiter has already put a task force together, and they have been looking for months. It has taken them this long to find a world that meets the Venasian requirements, is uninhabited, and has enough resources to sustain an entire civilization. We have found two prospects, one is claimed by another race, and the other is not a perfect fit.]>
She smiled. <[Obviously, I haven't been reading all my briefs. Well, if you really want to show off your talents in the field, get an assignment on that detail.]> M'Rrenn really should be in the State Department as a diplomat, but his heart was Starfleet, and she admired him for his convictions. (resp?) She clasped his shoulder. <[You'll succeed wherever you decide to go, M'Rrenn. You'd be great in Intell, you'd be great as ship XO or CO, you'd be great in the Inspector General's office... Anything you decide to do, you'll do well. Just choose wisely, that's all I ask. Don't go off half-cocked chasing adventure. You're not a fresh-faced academy grad anymore, you're a decorated veteran officer, and we can't afford to lose you.]> (resp?) She flashed him a full-teeth grin and headed back to her office. "Narrraht," she said, as she came in. "Any messages?" (resp?) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------- Why does Sea World have a seafood restaurant?? I'm halfway through my fish burger and I realize, Oh my God.... I could be eating a slow learner! --Lynda Montgomery
