On=/\=
Noah wasn't waiting for anyone else to speak up. The captain asked for
opinions and there was one thing Noah had a lot of... opinions.
"Ah don't see as there is a lot of choice, Captain," he said to Svonn.
"Ah think we have to help these people. They are not a pre-warp
civilization so does the Prahme Directive applah here? Ah don't
b'lieve so. The Enclave has to be stopped."
Meanwhile...
Itor and Gersin were escorted to the quarters that had been supplied
for the family. Once inside and out of earshot of the Starfleet
officers Gersin turned on his father.
"Why did they send us away, father?" the teenager demanded. "Why talk
in private? This is our lives they're discussing! Shouldn't we be
there?"
"Calm yourself, Gersin," Itor warned. "This is still their ship. I
believe the captain wanted to discuss with his crew exactly what teir
plan of operation would be. It's what I would do in their place."
"And how can the Enclave NOT see this ship, father?? It is easily
larger than their own. WE spotted it easy enough."
"Much like the technology that brought us aboard this ship," came the
softer voice of Engra as she entered the room from one of he suite's
bedrooms. "They may have other technology that can enable their ship
to be hidden in plain sight."
"You are quite right, my dear," Itor said giving his wife a hug and
small kiss. "How are the younger ones?"
"The twins are already asleep," Engra said softly. "Endira is another
matter altogether. She s quite restless."
"Just like her mother was in her youth, eh?" Itor asked playfully.
"I'm afraid so," Engra responded. "What has happened?"
Itor led his wife of almost twenty yarin to the sofa. He and Gersin
filled her in on the briefing in the captain's ready room.
OFF=/\=
Dr. Noah Fyrstk
Chief Medical Officer
USS Athena