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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><Tala Research Facility, Galorndon Core></font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Click-clap, click-clap.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">The ornate rolu-marble columns of the atrium seemed to amplify the sharp snap of the Senator's boots as she marched toward Commander Chulak. </font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Chulak</font></font></font> stood like a statue just off the center of the hall, flanked by more than a dozen subordinates and scientists, watching Taris blow through like a tornado. The Commander was not what most expected when one thought of a powerful Romulan military leader.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">He was small, that was the first thing most said about Chulak, he stood just under five feet and was thin as a rail. It appeared that a strong wind would toss him about like a leaf. That he had risen so high and so quickly, being only 55 years old, show there was far more to his character.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"Jolan'tru Senator," Chulak said as the much taller woman stopped a few meters short.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"You said phase two was ready," Taris continued walking past the commander toward the labs, "have you begun?"</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"We have been examining the specimens," Chulak followed, keeping up well with the Senator, "and the ship... a simple design. We have sent a distress call using the Sulaco's communication's equipment, but we have not targeted any ship as yet."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"What are you waiting for?" Taris asked pushing through as a set of double doors slid smoothly open.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"We thought you would appreciate choosing which NX we target... Meridian and Yorktown are in range."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Taris</font></font></font> stopped in front of a small door and looked through a small window. A group of green clad surgeons were working around a long table, a pair of pail pink legs just visible, twitching, at the far edge.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"Simple creatures," Chulak said flatly, "anatomically simple, but very resistant... this one has survived, to a degree, for twelve hours..."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"Do we really need to know that?" Taris said looking at the small Romulan with a sideways glance.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"No," Chulak continued still looking at the operating table, "would you like to choose?" he continued holding a small pad to the Senator.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Taris</font></font></font> rolled her eyes and looked at the two ship's names, "Meridian is at Forrest... Yorktown just left Andoria..."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"Waiting for Meridian would add two or perhaps three weeks to the time table," Chulak began, "Yorktown seems to have had a hand in putting down the Coup on Andoria..."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"Then Yorktown it is," Taris said handing the pad back to Chulak, "I do not wish to remain her long."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"We will send the distress signal at once," Chulak said pointing to one of his scientists, "now, Senator, the colonist of Galorndon Core have prepared a reception for you."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"You told them I was coming?" Taris asked sharply.</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"Of course," Chulak replied mildly, "they are all on my staff or subjects."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"And what of the Tal Shiar?"</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">"We regularly send false reports out to keep them occupied..."</font><br>
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">tbc</font></font></font><br><br></font><span lang="EN"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3"><span lang="EN"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3"><span lang="EN"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3"><span lang="EN"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">TCG</font></font></font></span></font></font></font></span></font></font></font></span><br>
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