The Cardassian had been walking down the corridor with little attention to those around her. Her mind was deep in thought. Things had not gone well in the meeting. In fact, they had gone quite badly. She was surprised to see the Federation so willing to get involved in the foreign affairs of others. Their beloved Prime Directive usually excluded them from getting involved.
It was in this condition that she turned to face the woman who had spoken to her so she was surprised to find that it was the Klingon Valtris, who was not one of her favorite people. She decided that, for now, being pleasant might be the easist thing to do. "How may I help you, roj'utlh Valtris?" she asked.
"I wanted to talk to you about what happened in there," replied the Klingon. "I don't understand why you would have thought that the Council was going to let what you were reporting to us go without concern. Part of our duty is to protect the inalienable personal rites of all the citizens of Council member worlds."
Valtris was not the only Council representative with an interest in speaking with Damesh. Grand Proxy Rilg had also decided he wanted a word with her. He was not sure why he was so interested in this matter, but he clearly was concerned with this woman and the actions that her government had taken with its former representative.
As the Klingon spoke, Melora noticed that the two of them were not alone. The Ferengi was standing not too far away watching them. She was going to have a word with that swine when she was finished with Valtris. He had been a big cause for her recent difficulties.
Valtirs noticed the icy blue eyes of the Cardassian was honing in on something besides her speaking partner and turned toward what she was looking at to see the Ferengi representative. She turned back to the Cardassian, though, to await a response to her comment.
Melora realized that she was probably taking more time to answer the Klingon's concerns than she meant to. "I only do what I am told to do by my government, Ambassador. That is what we all must do."
That was the response of a coward, and it disgusted Valtris. She could not help but let that disgust show on her face. Granted, ambassadors were the representatives of their governments to other powers but there was more to their job than just saying what the Homeworld wanted. Diplomats are supposed to advise Homeworld about what was happening in these other societies in relation to their Homeworld and advise on proper reactions. The leaders made the final decisions, but those decisions could be influenced by the ambassador. "If that is your response, then I pity Central Command its choice of you as its representative to this Council."
"I do not have to answer to you. You are not my superior, and you are definitely not providing me with friendly advice. I understand the concerns of the Council, but it is actually none of its business what happens to the citizens of the Cardassian Union as long as we are following accepted behavior."
"Melora, you worked closely with that man. In fact, you were his diplomatic aide. I know that there was little love lost between the two of you, but you cannot believe that he deserves imprisonment. He was working for your people, for your government."
While the women continued to speak, Rilg also stuck around. He listened in with curiosity to what they had to say. He had to admit that it was the calmest that he had seen them interact. It was clear that they more than disliked each other.
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