"Moving on would be a good idea.", agreed Marconis.
"If you will excuse us.", Lasiter said more than happy to bow
out of this affair. "The General and I have other matters to attend
to. Emissary, please do not hesitate to contact me if you should
have a need. Admiral Bedru, the Starfleet liason to the Diplomatic
Council, will know how to reach me. Welcome, sir, and good day."
"Thank you Admiral Lasiter."
Before departing, A'amon tilted his head at Marconis. "Emissary. Good luck
with your application to the Council." There was only the slightest
emphasis on the word 'application'.
Bedru was grateful that Lasiter had taken the opportunity to diffuse a tense
situation. She nodded and said, "Good day, Sir."
Before they left, she turned to Renaud. "Will you be able to join us,
Admiral?"
she asked.
(response)
It took only a short walk down a hall to arrive at the Aqualish Embassy.
The ballroom was large and fully decorated in the style of the Aqualish, but
there was some Romulan music currently being played as the group entered.
There were a number of tables set up in scattered areas around the room
allowing for the sampling of various foods.
Bedru took it upon herself to stay at the Ramesar emissary's side. She
saw her
role as peacekeeper.
Levy stayed close to Bedru to keep an eye on things.
As Bedru nursed a glass of juice, she said to Marconis, "Emissary, I
must admit
my surprise at your government's decision to request admission to the
Council."
(response)
Bedru ends
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|) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru
/| Spacedock Role-Playing Game
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