(OOC: Making the assumption this comes after Matt's current meeting
is complete)
(ooc: cool with me)
"Dr. Brennan, may I have a few minutes to discuss the upcoming conference on
Nirendra IV?"
Matt had just been reading the message himself. Leaving tonight?
Sam had told him soon, but he hadn't known it would be that soon.
Leave it to Starfleet to ensure he didn't have a honeymoon.
(ooc: carrhae's going to be pissed. 8-) )
"Brennan here," he said. "Can you meet me for lunch, Admiral?" It
was less than an hour away at this point as it was, and if he were to
be ready to ship out tonight, he wouldnt' have any extra time in his
day. "Say, Franco's? 1200?"
"Okay," Bedru replied. "I'll reserve a private dining area."
(response)
Bedru ends
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|) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru
/| Spacedock Role-Playing Game
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