>"Understood Admiral. It would not be my intention to start a war, ever."
>Bedru's expression never changed, but she knew there was only one action
she could take.
>"Sir, any error in effectively relaying the Federation's stance on the
Prime Directive is not the >ambassador's alone. I should have addressed
this as well."
>Watson waited for a response.
>"Very well then. Both of you may consider yourselves on notice that you
are not to interfere with an >interal matter under Cardassian jurisdiction.
Do not take further action in the Golan Dulath matter until >the the reports
from the Ferengi can be confirmed and the the note from the former
ambassador is >properly authenticated. The trip may continue as planned,
but do not commit the Federation or >Starfleet until we can verify the
information that was given to you. I suggest, Mr. Ambassador, that >you
have somone get what you have to intell, and soon." Lasiter was still
unhappy, but he was not >angry. Just slightly more than unpleased.
Bedru nodded. "Understood, Sir," she said.
"Your suggestion, as I stated earlier Admiral, was already planned for after
this meeting. I will continue on my work with the Council on this matter
with full confirmation, however, with all due respect please do not issue me
orders. I am still civilian. I accept your concerns about the Prime
Directive and will bring those up to the Council. I think at this point I
should get to Intel before it gets too late. Anything else I can assist
either of you with?"
{OOC: I hope that this compilation is right. Randye, if it is not, please correct.}
If M'Rrenn had been there he would have diffused the situation right away. He could
have detected the blood pressure rise and his pulse quicken. However, he was not
there and Bedru did not know him enough to know how to effectively calm the fires
brewing inside. It was about to get hot in there.
"You forget yourself, *Ambassador*. I am not a starship Captain that you can finesse,
bully, or ignore. You will watch your tone with me and everyone else at Starfleet
Command. Your performance on your last mission has not garnered you many friends,
least of all in Starfleet. In fact your penchant for withholding vital information is
not lost on me, nor is it lost on the Federation Council, or do I need to remind you
of your performance with the Ramesar? You were lucky. Had I been there you would
have enjoyed the trip home in a brig cell." Lasiter fumed with his eyes narrowed and
jaw tense. "In the future you will drop the arrogance, as this assignment is quite
possibly your chance to redeam yourself. Now, *you* are dismissed, Ambassador.
Admiral Bedru, reamain a moment."
One didn't need to be M'Rrenn to know that not only had the meeting not gone well, but
it was effectly over.
{response}
Co-GM of the Spacedock/JSOC Game
Characters:
Adm. Samuel Lasiter,
RAdm. Markus Garibaldi,
Ambassador Marconis,
LCDR Donovan Black, and a host of others.
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