It had been a long day for Londo Mollari. Once again in the Babylon 5 council chamber he had reached a deadlock with G’Kar regarding Centauri-Narn relations. Walking through the station’s arboretum he was suddenly startled to see his ‘contact’, Morgan, standing before him.
“What are you doing here?” Mollari asked.
“You have a problem Ambassador, and I am here to solve it for you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The Narn colonies in your territory. Your government is trying to get the Narns off those planets, are they not?”
“They are.”
“That is something I can help you with.”
“You? How?”
“I helped you before, didn’t I? Just tell your government to send some ships to the colonies in forty-eight hours. Leave the rest to me.”
Morgan began to walk away.
“What else do I tell my government? I can’t just tell them to send some ships there!”
“Yes you can Ambassador. Good day to you.”
And with that Morgan was gone, leaving Mollari slightly confused, and hoping that his problem would be solved soon.
“What are you doing here?” Mollari asked.
“You have a problem Ambassador, and I am here to solve it for you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The Narn colonies in your territory. Your government is trying to get the Narns off those planets, are they not?”
“They are.”
“That is something I can help you with.”
“You? How?”
“I helped you before, didn’t I? Just tell your government to send some ships to the colonies in forty-eight hours. Leave the rest to me.”
Morgan began to walk away.
“What else do I tell my government? I can’t just tell them to send some ships there!”
“Yes you can Ambassador. Good day to you.”
And with that Morgan was gone, leaving Mollari slightly confused, and hoping that his problem would be solved soon.