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>Bedru took the lead, "Greetings from the United Federation of Planets >Starfleet. I am Admiral Bedru of Starfleet Command. We have been expecting >you." >"Admiral, you and your people are not permitted on the planet. We will be >scanning to verify that you have not been down there. If the results indicate >that you have been down there, you will be blown out of the stars. You are in >soverign territory of the Ramesar, and you *will* conduct yourselves >accordingly. This violation of our borders should be considered an act of >war. Know that you will be watched." >Bedru looked at both Watson and Nash before responding. Watson didn't reveal his thoughts on his face but merely nodded. >"I appreciate your concerns. However, we both lack a reason to act hostile >towards one another. To ease the situation, how about we just start off on >the right by re-introducing ourselves. I am Admiral Bedru, accompanied by Mr. >Watson and Mr. Nash." she said indicating to the two with her. >"I am Captain Treglia." came the intro a hard moment later. "A ship >carrying a diplomatic officer will be here within 2 hours. Until then, do not >provoke us, or we WILL open fire. Treglia out." >With that the channel closed. Watson leaned hard on his cane as he needed to sit and rest his leg. "Pardon me..." He said as he backed up to a chair and fell hard into it, grunting as he landed into the cushion. The pain relief was obvious but not verbally stated-almost like it was getting harder for him to stand. "That is typical Ramesarean posturing. Tough act...the ship, if I am correct and I believe I am, is one of their show fleet. Kind of like an advance team...the heavy hitters will show later."
