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After the Council adjourned, Dolari saw most of the
ambassadors depart through the main doors. All seemed preoccupied with
their own thoughts or discussing politics among themselves, so none came to make
a greeting to her. She smiled faintly. Here, they were the
Collective; she was still the individual. It was an interesting
phenomenon. She was not particularly offended or worried; there were
other, more impotant issues at stake. Dolari had every confidence she
would spend far too much time among this collective, enough she would also be
assimilated.
Outside the chamber doors, she was met by her
faithful Shalan, Yeril T'landan. Like most Shalan, he wore an impassive,
neutal _expression_, but Dolari could sense his underlying consternation.
[A problem, Yeril?] she prompted as they
walked to the consulate offices.
[They are volatile, and fight amongst
themselves. There is no peace among them, and yet the things they bicker
about are inconsequential.]
[I would hardly call the life of a Cardassian
inconsequential.]
[The Cardassian's life is not
inconsequential. But they use it as a pawn in jockeying for power; Golan
Dulath's fate is of little significance to them, except to allow them to tilt
the scales in their favor.]
[You may be right,
in which case we will have to disregard the actions of the Council and act
independently.]
Once back at the consulate, Dolari entered her
office to find Lora R'saran, the cultural attache, waiting for them.
[J'noi R'saran] Dolari acknowledged with a murmur as Yeril left them.
Lora responded with a telepathic slap that drove
Dolari to her knees. [Stupid girl!] the attache's snarled [Do you wish to
undermine everything our General has worked towards?]
Dolari struggled to her feet, only to be slapped
down again by Lora's formidable mental strength. [It is not your place to
agee to the terms of the Council, even in allowing the Council members to view
the survey results. Now, they will waste the General's time with trivials
when he arrives. He has no intention of negotiating with these primitive
beings; you know his agenda.]
[I thought it would not harm to allow them to
see...] Dolari said faintly, cowering under Lora's telepathic assault.
[The only reason the General elevated you to this
position is for the nanotechnology you possess within your body.
Remember who is in control here.]
[Yes, J'noi] Dolari agreed weakly.
[Now instruct your staff to
prepare the report for
distribution. We will try to fix some of the damage you caused before the
General arrives.]
Staggering a little, Dolari went to do as she was
told. Lora smiled a little as the doors closed behind the ambassador.
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