Vincent had seen the star charts and strategic briefings. He knew what could be coming. He was very proud of the Fleet for standing up to Teshra but knowing the Andorians were coming and what they had planned, it could be the Romulans all over again.
The Andorians were planning to keep Chancellor Larle as a figurehead but all decisions will be made by the Andorian Central Government. It was very sad. Admiral Vincent Viceroy hated all the pomp and circumstance that came with leadership. There was always a gala for something or other.
He did not ever want to go. The women in his life from Elora Vasa to Tania Branson have always had to drag him to these events. This job now fell to Zoe Beamon. She was putting on a white gown and trying to convince Vincent to put on a smile in the face of all this depressed reality and go forth to see his troops.
Vincent was grumbling about not wanting to go.
Zoe leaned forward allowing her beautiful blue skinned breasts to escape the gown.
"If you ever want to touch these again, you will put on that dress uniform and head down there and help keep these people upbeat in the face of danger.", Zoe ordered.
"Aye, General.", Vincent grinned.
Posted By:
Admiral Vincent Viceroy
Commanding Officer
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