>Speaking a bit louder, in a more conversational tone, "I wonder where the >other ambassadors are..."
>"I am sorry, sir. I wish I knew. They were properly notified." (Watson did >send out the notification) >The soft ruffle of a Cardassian dress could be heard as Melora Damesh walked >up to the two gentlemen. "Excuse me, Admiral, Ambassador," she said with a >nod to each as she addressed them, "but I believe the General is not due to >officially board the station for five more minutes. I am sure most of the >rest of the Council will be here by then." Melora found talking to the military >an annoyance that was required. True leadership was found with the >diplomats and politicians, and her opinion was in evidence in the tone of her voice >as she addressed the two men. It was clear that she did not hold Ambassador >in high esteem either. >Lasiter, having picked up on her tone, responded, "It is good to see you Ambassador Damesh. >Although, I can not help but think of the great statesman Golan Dulath when I see you." While Lasiter >was not fond of Watson, for his own reasons, his dislike for Damesh was oddly worse. Since they >were the only ones within earshot, he didn't care what he said. Watson deliberately turned so his back wasn't towards her, "Ambassador Damesh, walking up behind people as always. Good to see you as well." _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [email protected] http://mail.starbase1.org/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_starbase1.org
