> Lasiter stood, and walked out of the room. Feylan and Smallwood looked up, a
> bit surprised that the CinC was leaving at that particular moment. Their
> attention soon fell to t'Llhweiir, who was the last to speak to him.
>
> After Lasiter left, she checked to see which staff were present in each
> location and verified that the connection between the groups was functioning
> properly and securely.
>
> The first comm connection was that of General Harmin and his chief of staff,
> Leiutenant General Skor. They were at Starfleet Marine Camp Holister.
>
> The second comm connection was to Spacedock, where Admiral Lorin Renaud was
> presiding over his command staff, accompanied by Captain Boulay.
>
> {OOC: Here's the breakdown of personnel. SF HQ, Earth- Vice Admirals Kitanya
> (SpecOps) and Feylan(FleetOps), Rear Admiral Smallwood (FleetSecurity), and
> Admiral t'Llhweiir (FleetIntell and Chief of Staff for the CinC). t'Llhweiir
> is presiding over the meeting at the moment.
>
> SF Marine Camp Holister are General Harmin (Commendant SF Marines) and LTG
> Skor (Marines Chief of Staff).
>
> At Spacedock are Admiral Lorin Renaud (SPD CO, Director R&D), Captain
> David Boulay (JAG), Commanders Dais (SPD XO) and K'Tael (SPD Security Chief),
> and soon to be arriving is Commander Shevab (SPD Engineering).
>
> Shevab, please post your arrival.
>
> All three are linked together by a comm channel- aka video conference call.
> }
>
> Admiral t'Llhweiir had the floor.....
"Gentlebeings," she said to all, "Admiral Lasiter will be delayed a few
minutes.
"You know the purposes of the meeting, which are to discuss the attacks today,
ascertain what we know about how they occurred and by whom, and to begin
discussion on how to prevent subsequent incidents. Unless you have any
questions you would like to raise before the meeting begins, please use this
time to prepare."
(responses?)
> ***** Elsewhere... *****
(ooc: since i'm an old player who is perfectly willing to risk the ire of the o
so beneficent gms, i'm going to add a touch here and there to the section
below.)
The moment Lasiter left the meeting room, extra security formed up around him.
The media, which seemed to always know where his location, was "encouraged" to
keep a discreet distance.
Also, the shadow that t'Llhweiir had assigned to him stuck by closely.
However, with the additional security, he role changed from watching Lasiter to
looking for those who had an inordinate interest in his movements.
(gm?)
> Admiral Lasiter walked over to fleet operations central, glancing inside the
> doors before continuing to the lavatory.
A pair of security officers scanned the john before allowing him his privacy.
> He locked the door behind him, and
> used the moment alone to collect himself. Standing in front of the mirror,
> bracing himself on the counter he starred into the reflection. He wondered
> what he had done to deserve such pain, such sorrow. there was a hole inside
> him that was once where his son had been. While they had not been on good
> terms for a long time, their relationship had taken a turn. A turn for the
> better. They had started talking once more, and things seemed to be getting
> better. But all that was over now.
>
> Samuel splashed soem cold water on his face to wake himself up a bit, to help
> clear his mind of the torrent of emotions that was consuming him. What did
> the trick was an annoying banging at the door.
>
> Annoyed at the interruption of his moment of peace, Lasiter unlocked the door
> to reveal a pissed off Captain trying to gain entry. When the Captain saw
> man who just opened the lavatory door, he just about lost it. His face
> turned white as a sheet, and he then broke into a run to the next nearest
> head. At another time the sight of it all would have given Lasiter the
> greatest laugh, but not today.
>
> He had only been gone a few minutes, and was not yet ready to return, so he
> walked outside and sat down on the steps of the building. Basking in the
> sun, taking in the idealic scene that was San Francisco. He loved that
> sight. it never failed to improve his mood. He would sit there for a few
> more minutes to allow his mind to calm, and for Carrhae to get the officers
> in shape for the meeting that was to come.
The security did their best to give him space. Still, they could not give him
much and maintain control of the situation.
(ooc: and i'm sure a media type of two would love a pic of the cinc lounging on
the steps, but even i'm not ready to see a pc of my suddenly drop dead.)
t'Llhweiir ends
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Randye Jones
aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru
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