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    Daughters of Kirk and Spock, Resumes post 16

    Hephaestus’ were a proud people, a people who embraced both passion and logic in equal measure.  The world they made their home was a curious mixture of sweeping metallic structures and gleaming stainless steel.  Beauty and functionality was in dynamic tension at every turn. 

     

    Hera stood on the command deck of the Poseidon, they were homeward bound.  Slater her second in command stood beside her.  They silently watched the stars go by.  Every parsec that passed brought them closer to their goal. 

     

    The force they led was a thousand ships strong.  Victory would be swift. 

     

    “We approach Federation Space Fleet Admiral.  Execute darkness?”

     

    “Execute, Commodore.”

     

    “Executive Officer institute Darkness.”

     

    “At once, Commodore.”

     

    To an observer it would have appeared that the master switch was thrown and a thousand lights went off at once.  While the spacecraft maintained adequate flight space from one another to the naked eye it looked as though a dark cloud approached. 

     

    Finally dressed Kennard regarded her wife.  The passion between them had finally abated to a level where they could function though it always hovered beneath the surface with them.

     

    Kennard sat at the dining table in their quarters forcing Porter to sit opposite her.  Porter smirked at the obvious barrier Kennard had erected but accepted it for the moment.

     

    “Brief me.” Porter said crisply pouring herself a cup of coffee and helping herself to the fresh fruit Kennard broke fast with. 

     

    Kennard raised a brow but answered.  “This is a very high stakes game of poker, Captain.”

     

    “Poker?” Porter looked at her wife incredulously.

     

    “Every society has its currency, its stake, its chip, so to speak.  For Romulans it is honor.  Both Vulcans and Romulans are passionate people the Vulcan passion turned to logic while the Romulan passion turned to honor.  The honor of the Princess of Rhemus was challenged and short of massacring the assembly in the palace arena the only response was to honorably reject the duty.”

     

    “So it was all an act? You were not truly angry?”

     

    “It was not an act. No one disrespects my wife.” Kennard replied stiffly.  “If I were to assume the duties of the Crown Princess of Rhemus, my choice of Consort is fixed.  Not only is my choice fixed you and our offspring will be treated according to your status.  It is a matter of honor.”

     

    “You live as a Vulcan” Porter quietly interjected. There were times that Christina threw her for a loop and this was one of them.

     

    “I live as a Vulcan yet carry the heart of Romulus and Terran.  I will not be moved.”

     

    “So” Elizabeth felt her way carefully in the dark.  “If this is a game of poker and honor is at stake how can yours be restored?”

     

    “It may not be possible; at this moment what we have is a draw.  I have not ceded my honor and they are without a Crown Princess.  It was the best I could manage at the moment.” 

     

    Elizabeth’s head snapped up at the hint of doubt she read in Christina’s tone. “I have never felt more cared for and honored than by your defense of me and our relationship in front of the leaders of Romulus and Rhemus. I could not be more proud to be your wife.”

     

    “I am honored to be yours.”

     

    Their gazes held for a long moment.

     

    “Captain to the Bridge.  Red Alert.  Red Alert.  This is not a drill.” Lt. Peabody’s voice rang out over the vessel. “Red Alert.”

     

    Without hesitation they moved as one.

    Comments

    1. Yikes,,,,K this is not very good but with Porter and Kennard at the helm of the Starship I’d say thier enemies are going to wish they never dared to cross their paths,,,,,loved it!

    2. Love it! I can’t wait to see these two in action again…well action outside the bedroom! Although come to think of it, that action is pretty incredible. Looks like a win-win to me!

    3. And true to your word Kelika…up pops another post…thank you! Ahhh a new drama with new aliens…this should be good. We’ll see our duo’s Star Fleet skill set in action. Can’t wait until tomorrow!

    4. vulcan,Romulan,Terran, with Christina you never know which one is showing up for breakfast….she throws me for a loop too….I’m really enjoying this ride……ignore the first ttwo comments,I have no idea what happen

    5. Hope you didn’t unstick yourself completely ’cause your loveland is quite delicious, always a tasty little read! I’ve been a slacker about commenting, but have loved every chapter. I’ve got my seatbelt tightened and my hands inside the vehicle just waiting for the ride to begin!

    6. Sh_t flies when you’re having fun, doesn’t it? No rest for the …not wicked, but definitely, wanton? No, they are married so let’s just call them ‘involved’. Thanks!

    7. Red alert is right! This does not look good. One thousand ships versus the enterprise…Capt. Porter is going to need to do some fancy talking to get them out of this one. Thanks for the update, K!

    8. Looks as though is approaching fast and we will get to see the Captain and Commander in action for protection of Star fleet. Great. Can’t wait. Thanks for posting.

    9. Looks as though is approaching fast and we will get to see the Captain and Commander in action for protection of Star fleet. Great. Can’t wait. Thanks for posting.

    10. well, i liked the action in the previous chapter!!! but this sounds like an exciting development. Hmm honor and logic. Well, supposedly, men’s greatest sin is ‘lust’ and women’s is ‘pride’…but I think sometimes they’re interchangeable. Love the story.

    11. A thousand ships against the Enterprise? With 1000-1 odds, I’ll go with the team of Porter-Kennard, every time. I can tell it’s gonna be awesome, whatever happens. Thanks

    12. Oh dear! I’m sure their innate discipline will allow them to bank down their libidos momentarily to give themselves to the military challenge at hand.

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