Juliet stopped at her quarters and changed her tunic top. *There was probably nothing wrong with it,” she thought to herself, washing her face. But she would never go see the Captain in a uniform she had been wearing all day, if she could help it.

Drying her face and slipping the fresh top on, she made sure her hair was still plaited and coiled and moved into the hallway to head for the lounge. It was the place the computer had said the Captain was. If she was too late to talk to her tonight, she would make an appointment for the next day, first thing.

After several more double takes from those she passed in the hallways, she entered the lounge and looked around. She knew the Captain from her check in file. But it was hard to concentrate when so many were staring at her like she was some two headed anomaly they would need to box up in a containment field… if they could ever get close enough to catch her.

She saw the Captain by the fish tank. Tugging down the front of her shirt, despite not needing it, she straightened up and made her way towards the woman.

Ensign Juliet Anders
Sec/RTF
“Jewels”