"She is a f**king child! How dare you have her throw herself at me.", Nicole glared at Sonjac.
"You lost Ophelia. I thought it would help.", Admiral Naar'Haaj announced.
"You are damn right. I lost Ophelia! You should have lost something!", Nicole snapped, tearing up.
"It should have been Sonja, not my Ophelia.", Nicole cried put.
"You're damn right it should have been Sonja.", Sonjac snapped.
"Wait a minute, what?", Nicole looked like she had been blindsided.
"You would have sacrificed your own child?", Nicole was suddenly shocked.
"To achieve prominence for my people in the United Federation of Planets, yes. She should have been honoured. Ophelia was.", Sonjac spoke so coldly. Nicole thought a Romulan was in the room. The Tellarites are so crotchety but to be cruel.
"I am done with her. She died when she wouldn't pilot the ship. You lost Ophelia. I lost Sonja.", Admiral Naar'Haaj walked from the room.
Nicole just stood there stunned.
Sonja walked in wearing that silly sun hat.
"My father has informed me that if I am not a replacement for Ophelia Prang'Laar, my student visa will not be renewed.", Sonja looked at Nicole.
"Is this some sort of power plot? Others have tried this.", Nicole snarled.
"What?", Sonja looked at her.
Nicole read her face. She was truly too naive to be part of some sort of plot.
This was such a mess. The colony may never recover from the Romulan attack. The colony has been little more than a pawn in the Tellarite plan to re establish themselves as one of the four founding peoples of the Federation.
Nicole looked out the viewer. Things should be better. She turned to Sonja, "You can put your things in my house."
Posted By:
Nicole Branson
Governor
Medara
Beta Zeta Sector
