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From the Battlefield to the Bridge

Chapter 2

To Save the World

Counselor Troi was elected to escort the princess to the guest quarters.

"You might want to take that off there's no need for it here." Troi suggested pointing out the princess's bulky vest.

"I've worn it so much I barely notice it." The princess admitted timidly slipping of the vest, around her waist was her artillery belt.

"I don't think you'll need that either." Troi couldn't believe this, the princess had to be no older than twenty and she was fully loaded down with weapons.

"Rule number three never go anywhere with out an armed, and fully loaded artillery belt." The princess quoted.

"What's rule number one?"

"Never let your country fall into the hands of the enemy."

"And number two."

"Never die." The princess had this clearly memorized, like an American memorized the Pledge of Allegiance.

"Must have been some war." The princess cringed.

"Have your people ever experienced such a war?" The princess asked hoping her race was not the only savage race. Counselor Troi smiled.

"I'm half human. The other half of me is telepathic and overly concerned with fashion, I'm not exactly sure if they ever went to war, but I could be wrong."

"So you can read my thoughts?" The princess asked a little cautiously.

"No I can only sense emotions, now my mother….let's just hope you never run into her." Troi laughed. The doors swooshed open onto the deck with guest quarters, and Troi lead her down the hall.

"Before we get to business, I think a hot bath is in order, and a little clean up." Lina smiled.

"It's been so long since I've had a hot shower." Lina squealed in delight. Inside the quarters Diana helped Lina set up the tub and showed her how to work the replicator. Lina's vest and gun belt rest across the coffee table.

"We got to get you out of those clothing, what would you like instead." Princess Lina examined her clothing, it had been quite awhile since she had been in other types of clothing. Troi detected her hesitation. "Perhaps a garment from before the war?" Lina smiled and nodded. "Computer, female wardrobe circa 2050, Italy." Troi went on to give the measurements, after that a folded wardrobe appeared.

"It's beautiful." Commented Lina running her fingers over the silk. The computer had generated a baby blue calf length skirt and white blouse with tan Italian boots that reached right below her knees.

"I'll be back later." Counselor Troi added before slipping out the door.

"Counselor!" She called after her, the counselor turned. "Is it possible to make an Italian dish by scratch?"

"If you wish."

"Excellent then I wish to invite you the commander, captain, and doctor to a traditional Italian meal." The counselor nodded.

"Will do." The counselor agreed. With that the princess turned back to her room for a quick bath and then to prepare dinner.

Then she would start on saving the world.

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