As Lorin was answering, Admiral Lasiter and General A'amon entered. While
>there was nothing to announce their arrival, the Ramesar Guards did pay
>them attention. Unwelcome attention. This gave Marconis reason
to stop his
>conversation with Lorin to look at the new comers. The initial expression
>on Marconis' face was that of a diplomat, neutral curiosity. As his gaze
>continued, it changed to recognition. Not of an individual, but
to a people. A
>people that were considered something other than a friend.
>
>Dai'Cou did see the look of recongnition that slowly formed on the
>newcomers
>face. He wondered what this was due to. From the notes he had gone over
from the Plantoc, there was no indication that any of the members of the
>Council had worked with the Ramesar besides the Federation.
>
>Ael, too, noticed and decided to file it away to look into at some later
>time.
Bedru could not help but notice a rise in the tension in the room.
General A'amon obviously had some warning from Lasiter, because he didn't
seem to be surprised. He did, however, draw himself up straighter - if that
were possible - somehow making himself look even more imperious than he
usually did. While his impression did not change, he gave the distinct
impression he was looking down his nose at the new Ambassador.
Coincidentally, T'remea Haryail also had held back her greeting, choosing to
remain in the background as usual. By the cold glitter of the gold flecks
in her eyes, it seemed apparent that while she may have differing opinions
with A'amon about some things, about the Ramesar they seemed in perfect
agreement.
It became more clear when the Ramesar Emissary spoke, "Why are they here?"
His question was posed with the coldness that betrayed his military
background.
Dai'Cou decided to step in since he was filling in for the Plantoc.
"Since General A'amon is currently visiting the station in his
position of leader
of his people, I am sure that Admiral Lasiter thought it would be nice to
allow him to meet the newest representative to apply to the
Council. I am sure
there was no insult intended."
'Great. What have I walked into now...', Lasiter thought to him self.
Marconis' cold gaze had not quite left the General when he turned to
address Dai'Cou. "There no reason for you to apologize. It is not
reasonable to assume that you would have known that the Ramesar and
Venasians have had dealings in the past. Especially, when those
dealings left much to be desired." Judging from his tone, it was
clear that what ever incident happened in the past, it was not a
friendly one, and the passage of time had not dulled the memory.
"However, it is comforting to see that some things don't change with
the passage of time. They are still an arrogant, presumptous people
who over estimate their own worth. May their existance, parasitic as
it is, pass without remark.", the Emissary added.
Lasiter repeated his previous thought to him self before commenting
further... "Well then.... Emissary Marconis, I'm Admiral Samuel
Lasiter, the Commander of the Federation Starfleet, and welcome to
the Federation. I'm sure that your presence at the Council will, at
the very least, add a fresh measure of frankness to the discussions."
Bedru was astonished at Lasiter's presumption that the Ramesar had
already been
admitted to the Council. Instead, she said, "Admiral Lasiter, would you be so
kind as to introduce your guest for those who might not know him?"
(response)
Bedru ends
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