Post 343: Lt. Margolis: Amazon Queen

Stardate:70802.2134
Title: Lieutenant Margolis: Amazon Queen
Author: Fox Margolis
Scene: Bridge/N'Dura's Quarters
Time: Following "Commander N'Dura: Warrior Princess"
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Having finished up the scans with tactical, Fox was done with her duties for the day for Operations. She stood up from the station and she gracefully extended her arms up above her head in a long stretch. A few other members of the bridge crew smiled or shook their heads at her balletic motion, but Fox just gave them her award-winning smile.

She trotted off the bridge and on to the turbolift. She planned to take full advantage of her free time, but first she did have one more job to complete. Before her boss (acting chief of ops TC Blane) had left, he had asked her to deliver a report to chief of security N'Dura.

So, having inquired with the all-mighty ship's computer first, Fox now made her way down to N'Dura's quarters. Reaching them, she rang the chime. But she could have never been prepared for what lay behind the doors.

The doors seemed almost to fling open, but instead of finding herself face to face with N'Dura, Fox found herself peering down at young Lair Arie. Arie was holding a hair brush in one hand and an open tube of lipstick in the other.

"Hi," Fox said.

"Hi! Have you come for an appointment at the beauty shop, too?" Arie asked, a wide smile on her face.

"Make up is a girl's best friend!" Fox exclaimed playfully.

Placing the lipstick and the brush in the same hand, Arie grabbed hold of Fox's wrist with her free hand, yanking the officer into the room.

"You have to see what I've done," the little girl happily replied.

Fox found herself being "dragged" into the living room of N'Dura's quarters, where she found N'Dura sitting in a chair, facing away from them. Although Fox could not see the Klingon's face, something about her teased 'do and glittery tiara suggested that she was in for a treat.

"Commander?" Fox asked.

"You have to see her!" Arie cried out before N'Dura could reply. Arie then pulled Fox around to see her masterpiece.

Besides having her hair teased in a style reminiscent of 1980's Earth, N'Dura had been completely made over. Her nails had been painted with a clear glitter polish, and her eyes sported a green eye shadow, her lips a bright red lipstick, and her cheeks a deep rose blush.

"You did a very nice job with the makeover," Fox simply stated, as she handed over the padd which contained Blane's report.

"Thank you!" Arie beamed.

N'Dura glanced down at the report briefly, but then returned her attention to the room's two other occupants. Seeing Fox's amusement with her predicament, N'Dura replied, a smile now cracking on to her lips.

"Arie, perhaps the prom queen would like you to make her over."

"Actually, I was never prom queen," Fox replied, and then offhandedly added, "though I did once walk the runway as an Amazon Queen."

"Now you must join us in our oath!" Arie suddenly exclaimed.

"What oath?" Fox asked, trying to keep a straight face.

"The warrior's oath."

"But I'm not a warrior."

"Temporarily, you are," N'Dura interjected.

Nodding along, Fox asked, "What's the oath?"

"You cannot tell anyone what you saw here today," Arie said very solemnly.

Fox pressed her hand over her heart. "On my honor as a warrior, I promise not to reveal anything I have seen or heard today."

A visible look of relief washed over N'Dura's face. Continuing, Fox added, "Now, Miss Arie, if you clean all of this mess up by the time I finish speaking with Commander N'Dura, then I promise that you can come see all of my pageant tiaras, as soon as we can get permission from your mother."

Arie's eyes lit up. "Will I get to put them on?"Looking down at N'Dura, Fox asked, "What do you think, Commander?"

"Only if she is well behaved until she goes to bed," N'Dura replied.

"I will be!" Arie exclaimed as she began to pick up all of her beauty supplies.

As the two officers watched her, Fox commented, "You know, all else aside, she did do a good job on the rouge. You have the cheekbones for it."

N'Dura humored her with a chuckle. "All in a warrior's work," she wryly commented.
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Lt. Faustine "Fox" Margolis
Operations Officer
USS Independence NCC-90791