"Please Vincent, ours was simply a daliance and is not a relationship.", Lissan looked at the human as she boarded the USS Independence to head to Vulcan to meet with Admiral T'Ora.
Vincent tried to steal a kiss but Lissan pulled away, "Please, this is a public place, Admiral. Displays of such affection are in appropriate."
The USS Providence was in port to gather weapons to head to the fringe asteroids to deal with further Romulan incursion. One of the side benefits of the Branson Bisect is the Federation now had resources in the neutral zone to prevent the Romulans from occupying the contested planetoids in the neutral zone.
The Zombies had joined this mission to help relocate settlers and colonists back into Romulan territories. In most cases there was not a lot of resistance other than the odd spitting in the face or tossing of garbage. The Federation and Starfleet was happy to have the King's Fleet and its marine wing, the Dogs of War to do this dirty work and not to have to risk regular marine lives.
Colonel Zoe Beamon watched the scene play out. She thought about her relationship with Admiral Viceroy. She was not in port for long but she would have enjoyed something to keep her heart warm in the battlefield.
Zoe snuck into the quarters of the Commander in Chief. Vincent finished his daily activities and then headed back home. He walked into his sleeping chamber only to be surprised by a Bolian in a green marine t-shirt kneeling on the bed.
"Zoe, we are not together.", Vincent observed.
"I am shipping out, Admiral.", Zoe looked at Vincent.
"I am soldier looking for a memory to tied me over in the battlefield. I saw how Admiral Shran treated you. You deserve better.", Zoe looked at Vincent.
She slowly lifted her shirt, "I am better."
Vincent grinned undoing his uniform bottoms, "You sure are."
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Admiral Vincent Viceroy
Commander in Chief
King's Fleet
