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PostSubject: Reality Check   Reality Check EmptyMon Dec 20, 2010 6:15 pm

Nicole Branson has been fired before. She was the awards clerk and chief of staff in the Omega Fleet. Admiral Tim Veltkamp came into her office and informed her that the Fleet had amalgamated with the Alliance of Guardians to for the Phoenix Fleet, the basis for the modern Phoenix Federation.

Nicole thought her life was over then only to be approached to form the triumvirate of power with William Hunt in the formation of the Phoenix Fleet Command. Things have a way of working out.

Nicole has twice lost her job as Governor of the colony. The colony citizenry simply grew tired of her "things will work out" approach and demanded more diffinititve leadership. The truth is the colonists all love her but in times of crises she has been a bit ditzy. She has survived to become a respected Chancellor of the Omega Academy and to be elected Mayor of the Capital of Omega Prime.

Nicole was at the Academy when D'Solos walked in. Nicole had taught her politics and ethics at the Academy. She had told the young Romulan that the best approach is to be truthful and honest. She never thought it would mean this.

D'Solos looked at Nicole, "Nicole, I am afraid I have decided to appoint Brigadier General Belvedere Brown to head the Joint Chiefs. I am afraid that I am gonna have to ask for your bars back and ask you to step down from the position as head of the military."

"What?", Nicole looked at the Governor.

"We need to go in a different direction, Nicole. The colony may have to retake the city of Kalama by force. This will require a detailed military strategy and I just don't see you as capable.", the Romulan was so blunt. She had been a good student, a great officer and a fine politician. She had been mostly human in her approach but today, her Romulan side was showing through.

Nicole took off the bars and then in a sort of visual protest her uniform top exposing a beautiful white bra. She gave both to Vreenak. D'Solos knew that Nicole was pissed off and disappointed. The Romulan knew that the beautiful Branson, the face of the colony would come to realize that having Brown in charge was a good idea. D'Solos looked at Nicole and then walked out.

Nicole was slumped in her chair when Lavender walked in to find Nicole wearing no top. The beautiful intern winked, "Wonderful view in here."

Nicole stood up and walked over to the replicator, "Standard white top. Branson Size."

"Don't cover up on my account.", Lavender grinned.

Nicole buttoned up the shirt, "I don't have time for this, Lassie. I am going to stop by RICKS for a drink and then I am going home."

Lavender had already heard the scuttlebutt about Belvedere Brown taking Nicole's job. She could see it in the eyes of the woman she was seriously crushing on that she was significantly disappointed.

Nicole sat in front of the bar and sipped a glass of wine. She thought about her life on the colony, about the great joys she had experienced, the wonderful romances with Orchid and Magenta. The great sorrows, the Romulan and Vulcan Invasions, the conviction for the use of biological weapons also filled her thoughts. Today, she wondered if it was all worth it. She wondered how she was gonna go on.

Nicole walked out onto the street. She opened her communicator. Vincent's face appeared ont he screen, "I was wondering when you would call."

"Where you told?", Nicole sobbed.

"I was involved in the decision.", Vincent responded.

"You knew. And you agreed...", Nicole sobbed.

"There are lives at stake, Nicole. This is for the best.", Vincent explained.

Nicole just hung up. She looked at the orange sky of the Klingon sun, Lambda Hydrae and sobbed. Was she just the running joke? Was she just kept around because she was the eye candy, because people liked her.

Nicole walked into her house in Little Lakaria which had recently became Little Kalama with a lot of Klingon families moving into the homes once occupied by Cardassians, many of whom have moved from the outer projects into N for Nicole housing in the city.

There was a PADD on its side, "I went to see Bullerton - Love Brenna."

"Wishing you a merry little christmas", came a singing voice from the living room area.

Nicole hollered, "Hello?"

The carol continued. Nicole walked around the corner to find Lavender laying under the Christmas tree slowly unwrapping herself.



Nicole looked at her caroler, "Lassie, please."

Lavender looked up, "I am never gonna quit."

The truth is Nicole needed someone right now. She really needed to be wanted. She could not help herself. She lay down on the floor next to the beautiful Betazoid. She leaned forward and gave her a kiss.

Lassie looked at Nicole, "I thought you would never get here."

"This does not mean anything.", Nicole whispered.

"Not yet.", Lavender started to unbutton Nicole's shirt, "but it will."

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Nicole Branson
Omega Academy Chancellor
Phoenix Colony
Phoenix Federation

Based upon Email Request from

Commodore Vincent Viceroy
Colony Fleet Chief of Staff
Phoenix Colony
Phoenix Federation

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