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regards,<br> | regards,<br> | ||
Andy<br> | Andy<br> | ||
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN<br> | -CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN<br> | ||
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18<br> | -LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18<br> | ||
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS<br> | -LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Wrapping Up Ends and Starting a Mission...</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher 5-16-1996</h4> | |||
SD 80516.0300(GMT)<br> | |||
Shuttlebay 2<br> | |||
Maril stood there, sorry that his family had to leave. However, he knew they | |||
had to go and so hugged his family members, including his father, who was leaving, | |||
after being on the Feynman for so long. He also said goodbye to one family member | |||
who hadn't been there when he had greeted his family seemingly so long ago--little | |||
Krysel. | |||
"No drought for your river," his family members said goodbye. | |||
"No drought for your rivers," Maril replied. | |||
As they boarded their shuttle and the shuttlebay-doors started to unlock, Maril | |||
waved goodbye, then walked out of the shuttlebay. | |||
Holodeck: Vulcan Mountain Temple | |||
The Tamarian walked through the double doors of the Holodeck to some | |||
dismay--and perspiration. The long staircase before him was not a welcome sight. | |||
Well, he'd just have to have a little talk with whomever created this physical exertion | |||
tool. | |||
Halfway up the steps, he felt like he was going to die. Maybe more than just a | |||
talk was in line for the creator of the program. Something more substantial...like a | |||
demotion. | |||
Finally, he was two steps from the top. He didn't know if he could go on any | |||
longer, but he tried. Okay, one step...one more step to go. He fell forward, almost | |||
hitting the hard stone floor at the summit of the mountain. He didn't, however, and | |||
was able to look up to see the waiting officers at the top. Jerran and Sr'qwon and Jenn | |||
and a...wolf. Maril thought maybe he was going to faint, fall down all those stairs and | |||
have to climb back up them again. | |||
"Hello, Commander. Like my program?" Jerran laughed. | |||
Aha. So this was who the criminal was. It would have been Jerran. "Yes, a | |||
very nice program, Lieutenant," Maril smiled facetiously. "Perhaps you could step over | |||
here," Maril said, motioning towards the edge of the mountain. He didn't think that he | |||
could throw Jerran over, considering his greater strength and the fact that this was | |||
Jerran's natural habitat. But he might die in the process, and thus remove himself from | |||
this terrible environment. | |||
"If it's all right with you, Commander, I think I'll stay over here," Jerran smiled. | |||
Maril smiled back. "Very well. Where's Commander Zane?" | |||
The sun has met the sea,<br> | |||
Lt. Commander Onta Maril,<br> | |||
First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | |||
aka Max Felsher<br> | |||
NRPG: | |||
Well, this is just to get Maril up-to-date. Really sorry about not posting more, recently. | |||
