Smallwood had what wanted. People had their orders. Until further notice,
the prisioner Jorgenson would stay aboard the Centurian. K'Tael would
continue his investigation....
Dismissed.
K'Tael gathered together his note PADD and made his way over to Admiral
Smallwood. "Sir, I was wondering if I could have a few minutes of your time
at some point when you have an opening in your schedule."
As t'Llhweiir watched the pair, her combadge sounded. She detached an small
instrument from her padd and placed it in her ear. "t'Llhweiir here," she
said.
After listening for several seconds, she said, "Is everyone in position?"
Again, silence.
"Initiate in 20 minutes. t'Llhweiir out."
The admiral rose and said, "Commander Wilson?"
Calinda Wilson, who was already standing near the meeting room door and
waiting
for her boss, replied, "Ready, Sir."
t'Llhweiir nodded and led the way from the room.
Anyone watching would see the two women walk a short distance down the
corridor
while t'Llhweiir spoke in a chipped, whispered manner. They stopped, and
Wilson nearly came to attention. When t'Llhweiir finished speaking, Wilson
nodded quickly and walked rapidly down an intersecting corridor. t'Llhweiir
watched her for several seconds, then she headed by to her own office.
(more to come)
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| Randye Jones
|) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru
/| Spacedock Role-Playing Game
( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before!
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