Editing Marcius Flavius (section)

==Story 10==
"Dukat, what is the meaning of this?"

"I'm sorry Aun, it seems I forgot to mention when we joined with you exactly whose Greater Good this Alliance would serve....."

"The Empire will not stand for this, Dukat! We do not fight for the good of a single man, or a hundred, or a thousand! We fight for the good of al-" Dukat cut off the Ethereal with a raised hand, his second Damar snickering and then coughing as he blew a portion of his glass of Kanar up his nose.

"Aun, I don't think you understand the situation. As you are well aware your, Kroot allies were MOST impressed with the Jem' Hadar they encountered when we first met. Indeed, I seriously doubt there is a single Kroot left in your force that has not fought with the Jem' Hadar." The Ethereal shifted slightly, noticing the slimy Vorta adviser gesture to Dukat.

"Perhaps I might put this in a more...congenial manner than Dukat. Cardassians can be so blunt when perhaps a more....diplomatic approach is called for."

"If you have upset the Founders in some way, we meant no offense. We all serve for the greater go.."

"EXACTLY! Which is why we are trying to help you. See, your Kroot absorb genetic traits from those they defeat in battle yes?"

"Indeed, but what does this have to do with these demands that the Tau Empire join the Dominion instead of remaining allies?' Damar laughed again.

"So your troops eat your enemies then absorb their traits? Oh this is rich..." he intoned while rolling his eyes and double spined neck.

The Vorta (Weyoun, if the Ethereal recalled correctly) glared at the Cardassian cutting him off. "I'm getting to that Damar, a fact you would notice if you could put down that bottle for once."

"Please, go on. Tell him, Vorta." The Aun was getting sick of all this artifice. "Tell me what? he demanded.

The Vorta opened his palms towards the Aun in a gesture of "peace" that conveyed anything but.

"You see Aun, the Jem'Hadar require a substance called Ketracel White to live. Apparently now, so do the Kroot. The Founders are willing to renegotiate the terms of our alliance in exchange for giving you a supply of this substance. "The foul creature smiled at the Aun before continuing. The Aun was shocked with alarm, stuttering something in his native language.

"Unless of course you wish us to negotiate with the Kroot directly without your involvement?"