Exhausted by the exhausting round of the day before and prolonged attention marital Kalt Winter still idle, although the ten had passed long ago. He slept happily, but his communicator rang, making it impossible to continue for another couple of hours as desired.
was Erika. "Hey Kalt are ten in the morning, is not it time levarti pajamas?".
"To then go around wearing another? What's the hurry?".
"Hurry up, lazy. I, Windy and children are waiting for you at the bar of the bow."
pajamas was still sleeping when the doors parted to let the accommodation of a botanical garden of the smiling girls holding a flower arrangement of dubious taste.
"A delivered to her by Dr. Hunt, the commander. "
been delivered, the deck was composed of lilies, carnations and chrysanthemums, all beautifully held together by a purple ribbon. The greeting reads:" Today is officially a thing of your youth. Condolences . 'He smiled.
Despite the melancholy of the fiftieth birthday she took courage and decided to face the day. He dressed pajamas and work confronted the corridors of the Princess ready to collect less sincere greetings and more bitter than those who had aroused, raktajino and offer dozens.
The first person crossed the street was Captain Kosmos.
Since it was late, decided to liquidate quickly.
"Thank you for your good wishes captain, and Erika Windy this evening will give a small little party in my honor in our accommodation. I hope will pass for a greeting."
Kosmos, a man accustomed to hard and not very polite, I said yes not too convinced by nodding his head, he renewed his best wishes to the young not so young, and went his way.
one week in that part did the same ride every day. The monotony of a diplomatic mission was not the kind of life he was used, but those were the orders for now and that was fine.
When the doors of the ready room parted before him Sivaak Ambassador of Vulcan was already sitting at conference table intention to consider the reports of the previous day.
After the meeting and agreed on what to do with the captain's ambassador walked to the accommodation of guests, where he lived. He arched an eyebrow in calculating with precision and without aid of Vulcan or external observation, that the morning meeting had lasted considerably less than those of the previous days, and found that in a moment that for some, not for him, would have represented a unexpectedly unpleasant.
He opened the doors of his quarters, taking care to make noise. She dropped the pad on that clasped his hands on a table. Reached the center housing. Get a bottle of port Vulcan dall'apposito closet, poured himself a glass and tasting a sip sat in the chair more comfortable room.
After less time than a few sips before him parried a man in his forties.
The man was naked, her long hair disheveled and visibly frightened by it there.
Sivaak Vulcan nonchalantly stood up and stretched out his right hand fingers to the embarrassed host.
"Live long and prosper. Sivaak I'm the ambassador of Vulcan."
"P-please, Ryo Hunt."
"Doctor, I suppose."
"Er, yes, just me. Excuse me, excuse me, are mortified.'m Going to put some clothes on."
"Go ahead ... just a curiosity: what two of my daughters is a guest? ".
" Of T'Pel.
embarrassed like never before Ryo Hunt got dressed, said goodbye to his girlfriend, so to speak, and hastily went out and walked towards the diplomat from your the infirmary, ten decks below. To reach his office was that he was running through the hallway and use the nearest available turbo lift. Crossing the bridge at a brisk pace and with the head engaged in other thoughts, Ryo hit someone or something and I could barely keep his balance.
survived by by the impact breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up as if to send the obstacle to that country that had almost knocked The obstacle was
Clio, which had been found to cross the bridge housing officers after spending a few hours with the Winter family.
"All right, doctor?".
"You're terrible to be a solid hologram, Clio."
Clio smiled. The doctor often did this effect.
divided the road that they had in common, then the doctor walked over to the infirmary and Clio went on his way to the security cells.
When she had reached, the prisoner who takes the interest and led him on the bridge, mechanically, thinking about something else. He thought the children of Winter, it had positively affected his life. Before you know those Clio children would not have been able to find a definition to the word love. We feel affection for his friends, his fellow crew, but had never had a true companion, ever at his side a person was able to tell that you love. But those children were able to make her a new person, capable of loving.
"Prisoner on the bridge, Commander."
"Well, thanks to Clio." Despite the appearance
Commander Fletcher took the news without being happy.
He hated what he was doing, he hated even more being forced to do so.
"Ensign, open a channel with the Cardassian ship."
"But sir, we can not ...".
"I'm sorry Clio, but it is not mine to decide. Extradition is a diplomatic matter, and the captain together with the ambassador Sivaak decided so ".
Maeve had been the most stubborn and fierce opponent of extradition, when in private she was asked her opinion on the matter. But now , on the bridge, could not question the decisions that were taken.
"We have the coordinates to teleport, master."
"Good. Clio, accompany the prisoner to the transporter room 2 ".
Ragak The prisoner's name and was a deserter from the Princess Cardassian intercepted by chance while on his ship with half-destroyed and vital support system to a minimum, he drifted right in the federal space.
Despite the request for asylum made by the fugitive, after a brief stay on the Princess Cardassian and federal governments had agreed to the return of the prisoner despite the strenuous objections of the captain and the commander Kosmos Fletcher.
"Thanks for everything, Miss Clio. Regards the captain on my part. The hospitality was exquisite," the Cardassian smiled as he was dematerialized by the transporter platform.
Once aboard the Cardassian, Ragak was immediately drawn to the country's prisons. He sat on the couch in his cell by finding the difference between the federal prisons and the Cardassian, but serenely, waiting. Not at all sorry of what he had done and without any regret for what would have been forced to face.
was a guard, the prisoner looked listless and typed some data on a console. The prisoner smiled at her, mocking.
few minutes later came another call. How to practice forced the prisoner looked listless in the force field and read data from the nearby console. The prisoner smiled at her, mocking.
Another ten minutes and still got another call. How to practice the prisoner looked listless and ensures the integrity of the force field. The prisoner smiled at her, mocking.
Fifteen minutes later came another Cardassian. As per the practice gave a warm look at the prisoner, he lowered the force field and as standard practice (in another profession) from behind the back pulled out a gun phaser ...
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