| Reunion (cont'd) |
| �No,� said Mansel. �You�ve done more than enough for us already. Thank you.� �Certainly, captain. Lee out.� With that, the Intelligence officer�s picture faded from view and was replaced with the UNSF logo once again. �Always a friendly girl,� Vaughn needled as he and Mansel strolled out of his office and onto the bridge once again. Mansel shot him a glance that told Vaughn to get to his station and not say another word about the subject. The Commander merely shrugged and walked off to his seat, still smiling to himself. �Our orders, sir?� Lieutenant Talaj asked him as Mansel made his way to his new command chair. �Broadaway,� Mansel asked, �what�s the nearest planet?� The Navigator checked the records; it seemed as if Palla was the closest planet to them. Quickly, Mansel asked for the next closest planet. �Flaors, sir,� he responded. �A small planet, the last one in the Fleros system. Inhabited, a member of the UNGG.� �Go to standard orbit around the planet,� Mansel ordered. �Note in the log that we�re here on a diplomatic mission. The orders, to answer your question Lieutenant Talaj, are to wait for the time being.� *** |