> It was then he powered on his terminal, and saw the meeting request from > Carrhae. He accepted it, and began reading. RADM. Smallwood had sent him a > terse message as well. Apparently there was something bugging him. Lasiter > would call him shortly when he arrived in to his own office.
Not too far away, Admiral Carrhae t'Llhweiir sat in her own office sipping some Vulcan spice tea. Her cousin had called twice during the night to confirm one detail or another about the wedding. Fortunately, she had been up, anyway, so the calls had been no difficulty. When she saw that Lasiter's acknowledgement of her meeting request had come from him, she knew that he was in his office. She contemplated going to him and reporting what had happened. Would he see it as a preemptive maneuver to try to deflect the consequences? There was only one way to find out. Moments later, she entered the opened outer office door, leaving her current pair of guards in the corridor beyond. Pushing the annunciator for the inner office, she waited for a response. (ding, dong) t'Llhweiir ends ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://mail.scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
