>T'Kresh on the other hand was left with unanswered questions. She felt that >there was something wrong about this situation. She was not sure what it >was, and this was neither the time nor the place to confront the Venasians, but >she was planning on looking into things at some point. "It is good to >have you back with us, Madam Tremea."
>She turned and smiled serenely. "Thank you, Ambassador T'Kresh." There was >a slight pause - so minute it seemed only a shift - before the T'remea said >the ambassador's name, as if the memory of T'Kresh didn't come smoothly. "I >am pleased to be back, even if it is for a short time. I am glad to see you >are well." She looked back at Watson and the Plantoc and asked, "Has >anyone joined the Council since my departure?" (ooc: remember Watson didn't meet the original Celana) Watson caught the delay but he blew it off. (ooc: I can't remember names suddenly). "Plantoc..why don't you tell the Tremea about our new additions, besides myself, of course." He smiled. (response) >General A'amon watched the introductions quietly, an almost guarded air >about him. It was amazing sometimes how Venasians could shift the mood >without visibly moving. Something about pheromone changes, it seemed. It >also seemed that he was perfectly aware that Lasiter was scrutinizing him >and the T'remea... and he didn't do anything to hide his awareness. >Instead, he introduced himself to Rilg. "Gentle tides Ambassador Rilg," he >said with a crisp tilt of his head, "I am pleased to finally make the >acquaintance of the Ferengi Nation." _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [email protected] http://mail.starbase1.org/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_starbase1.org
