Maku Takara walked down the corridor. For someone who had grown up on a farm, the cold, sterile confines of Saga station were like a vise, tightening on his chest. Takara felt uneasy whenever he had to spend time here, but here he was needed. As cheif of staff for ambassador Barak he had to be here. He liked it so much more in his small office on Planet Kyushu. Officailly his job title was special assistant to the Governor of Kyushu. The Governor was a huge benifactor of the AFA, but his support had to be under the radar. Takara came to the end of the corridor, knocking on the door, he entered.
"Maku....where have you been? Your half an hour late." asked Ze'ev Barak, with just a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"I'm sorry Mr. Ambassador. I have been going over some disturbing messages from the Governor's office." responded Maku, not really wanting to be the one to deliver this information.
Ambassador Barak slowly moved his fingers to his temples, "What now, what else could possably go wrong?" Baraks annoyance quickly moving toward anger.
"Well... It seems The Brotherhood has exiled the Coallition from the Omicron Gamma system." Takara responded hesitantly. "It seems there was some kind of diplomatic row, tensions rose from there, and while no shots were fired, it seems this incedent may have significant consequences."
Barak's jaw buldged, "This is just what I needed, we're 48 hours out from a meeting with Admiral Mcintosh, and this will probably throw a wrench it the whole thing. It's taken weeks to set up, just to get them to respond." Barak walked to the window. " I need to think about this, Maku, why dont we meet back here in 3 hours, figure out where to go from here."
"Yes Mr. Ambassador." responded Takara, after which he quietly gave a formal half bow, turned and left the room, leaving Barak gazing out the window.
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