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will be a breeze after being with this guy. And remember, no matter how much | will be a breeze after being with this guy. And remember, no matter how much | ||
you feel like killing him, you can't! :D | you feel like killing him, you can't! :D | ||
Lt. Cmdr. Onta Maril FO USS Feynman<br> | Lt. Cmdr. Onta Maril FO USS Feynman<br> | ||
Ens. Siqor CEO USS Tesla<br> | Ens. Siqor CEO USS Tesla<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Ummm, Let's Eat!k</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 3-28-1996</h4> | |||
Stardate: 80328.0319<br> | |||
Scene: Market Square, City of Taung, Furjen<br> | |||
MD: 2:0700<br> | |||
Lt. Jenn watched the transporter room fade into a busy market square. | |||
There were definite signs of a major festival that was in process. | |||
“Where are we Lt.? This looks wonderful.” asked the doctor. | |||
“This should be right up your alley, Dr. Tok. This is the Furjen Feast | |||
of Fertility. It takes place for seven days. They actually celebrate the | |||
festival all over the planet, but I was informed that the festivities in | |||
Taung were the best. And since we’re supposed to be enjoying ourselves | |||
as well, I wanted to start here.” | |||
“A Fertility Festival, how exciting,” exclaimed Tok. | |||
“Shall we be off then. I don’t know about you but I’m starving!” Jenn | |||
headed out with the two following her. She stepped into the first eating | |||
establishment she found. | |||
A large woman approached them as they entered. She had a large smile on | |||
her face, “Oh my, look here. I am so honored that you have chosen to | |||
enjoy your meal here with us this morning. You are from the Federation, | |||
right.” | |||
Krysa nodded, smiling at the friendly woman, “Yes we are, thank you for | |||
your kind welcome. I am Lt. Krysa Jenn, this is Lt. Fobok and this is | |||
Dr. Tixx Tok.” | |||
“I’m so pleased to meet you all. I am Malia Zolkche, owner of this | |||
establishment. Please, this way. You can have our best table.” The | |||
officers followed the woman to a table. Krysa found it hard to believe | |||
that there was a free table in the place as it looked that every table | |||
was full. But true to her word, the woman found them a nice table to sit | |||
at. | |||
“Would you care to join us?” Krysa asked. “I’d love to hear about your | |||
restaurant and the festival.” | |||
“Oh, I’d be so honored. Just a moment.” She turned, “Jasker, I’m going | |||
to sit down with the Federation! Can you take over for me.” The little | |||
man walked up with a big smile on his face. | |||
“Of course, my dear. I’ll even be your server.” he leaned down and | |||
kissed the woman on the cheek before turning to the Feynman officers. | |||
“So what do you think you’d like to try this morning.” | |||
“Whatever is custom.” said Krysa. “You house specialty would be fine. I | |||
love to try new foods.” | |||
“Bring us a little of everything,” said the hostess. She put her hand on | |||
Krysa’s shoulder, “I don’t think this one eats enough... look how thin | |||
she is.” | |||
Tok about fell out of his chair laughing. Fobok was as close to laughing | |||
as Krysa had ever seen him. She just smiled at the woman, “Don’t mind | |||
them, they have no manners.” she turned her gaze on her two crewmates, | |||
giving them a slight glare. | |||
“Can you tell us a little bit about the festival, while we’re waiting?” | |||
asked Krysa. | |||
“Oh, it’s the biggest event here in Taung. The days are filled with food | |||
and friendship. The nights are filled with matters of the heart. It is | |||
extremely good luck to conceive your child during the festival.” | |||
They continued to chat about the festival until Jasker brought them a | |||
tray filled with some appetizing looking fare. Krysa tried a little of | |||
everything and was pleased to report everything was delicious. Malia | |||
commented on how much Krysa had eaten. “You are sure to plump up nicely | |||
now!” she smiled. | |||
Krysa returned her smile and nodded, though knowing that her metabolism | |||
wouldn’t allow that to happen. She was glad of this, though she wouldn’t | |||
tell Malia this. The woman was so happy that she had finally gotten the | |||
small woman to start eating. | |||
Regards,<br> | |||
Lt. Krysa Jenn<br> | |||
****<br> | |||
NRPG: Did you really think Krysa would skip a change at a feast<VBG><br> | |||
Kristen<br> | |||