(ooc: helloooo...ignoring Watson here???)
Watson came in, leaning heavily on his cane...his knee didn't like travel.
He looked around, "Ambassadors, Captain and Commander. Are we ready to go?"
T'Kresh had already been in the room and was discussing some things with the
Captain and the Doctor when Watson arrived. She nodded her head. "Let's
hope we are wrong. It would make things quite a bit easier."
He walked over to T'Kresh, "I'm sorry Plantoc...what would make things
easier?" He was clearly concerned that the discussion could impact the
meeting.
Rilg waddled into the room and made his way over to the growing group. He
was wearing a typically garish Ferengi outfit. His face was lit with a
smile. It was clear that anticipation was getting his nerves going as he
prepared to start his first official mission with the Council. He bowed his
head to the Captain and the rest before settling. The only person left to
arrive was Ambassador Valtris.
Fortunately, the Klingon Ambassador stepped into the room at that time.
"The only way to make things easier would be for us to just take Golan and
run. It would lead to some tough diplomacy, but it is the only way to
guarantee that he is all right."
"I am not sure that it would make things any easier. While it would
guarantee his safety, it would leave us with a major interstellar incident.
Wars have started for much less," said the Council Chair. It was something
she would love to do, but it was not something that she could approve of
officially.
"We can't do that....we'd have a mess of trouble and with the Ramesar
Emissary arriving it would look extremely bad for the Council as a whole."
Watson said..
"I think we should also be concerned that such action could lead to open
warfare." T'Kresh looked toward Melora Damesh. "The Cardassians are not
known for having the coolest heads. How do you think your people would react
to such an action?" It was clear from the way the question was made the
Chair was trying to prove her point rather than actually proposing such
action be made.
Melora pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. She had no interest in
participating in the conversation. She had been dragged along on this
mission that neither she nor her government had supported. Given the
choice, she would rather have been on Spacedock looking into the new
applicant to the Council. "You are correct, Madam Chair. Central Command
would not accept it without acting. It would definitely cause a great deal
of tension. I am sure that none of our governments would want that."
Even Valtris had to admit that her proposal had merit, but to her it meant
that people were at least being honest about the situation. "Perhaps we
should head down rather than debating what we should do. Until we see his
condition, we really can't make a definate decision about what we should
do." She lifted the front of her heavy, dark gray leather skirt as she
stepped up the stairs to the transporter pads.
(response?)
}}}=) Lisa
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