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-Commander Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br> | -Commander Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Rearranging Things</h3> | <h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Rearranging Things</h3> | ||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher | <h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher 8-20-1996</h4> | ||
SD: 80820<br> | SD: 80820<br> | ||
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First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | ||
aka Max Felsher<br> | aka Max Felsher<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Return From Innocence</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Jason Bostjancic 8-30-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 80830<br> | |||
MD: 7.1307<br> | |||
As Meleah headed off to Sickbay with Allard, Tarrant rushed to | |||
the bridge. A lot had happened and he needed to catch up... | |||
When he entered the bridge though the CEO was surprised | |||
to find no Zane and no Maril. In fact the bridge seemed to | |||
be manned by all junior officers. Tarrant frowned. | |||
Mr. Garret stood up upon Tarrant's entering. "Sir." | |||
Once again the taste of command seemed sweet, but there | |||
were more pressing matters. "Stand down Garret. You still | |||
have the bridge, but I need the rundown." | |||
"Sir? From when?" the look on his face said that there | |||
was a few stories to tell. | |||
As much as Tarrant would have | |||
rather gone through the logs, he felt a tinge of urgency. | |||
"From when I left with Lt. Meleah to disengage that tractor | |||
beam." | |||
Garret whistled, "Well....." | |||
MD: 7.1320 | |||
The current situation all told, the partial Klingon felt as if he | |||
had missed a lot. | |||
There were many things which could be done that | |||
Tarrant would have loved to dive into had they more | |||
time and better circumstances. | |||
The Husnock logs had just about filled up the Feynman's | |||
single computer core. But by their readings, it only amounted to | |||
about 38% of the Husnock's total data. Tarrant shuddered | |||
to think of scuttling the vessel. | |||
Likewise, Cmdr. Maril had found himself a Bird of Prey. | |||
Tarrant had trained in many different classes of | |||
the Klingon ship back in his days with the KDF. Besides | |||
of which he could read Klingon. Both of which | |||
could proove useful. | |||
"Tarrant to Zane" | |||
<Zane here. Welcome back Lieutenant.> | |||
"Thank you Captain." | |||
<What is it you need Mr. Koreth> | |||
"Actually Sir, orders." | |||
<NRPG> | |||
I'll leave it to someone else to piece together our mish-mash of time | |||
so that we have some since of togetherness. | |||
Andy=> It's up to you. Fill in as required and give | |||
your CEO something to do <G> | |||
Respectfully,<br> | |||
Jason<br> | |||
Lieutenant Cmdr. Tirrin Vorak - OPS/2O - USS SERAPIS<br> | |||
Lieutenant Tarrant L. Koreth - CEO - USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
"Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore'" | |||
