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Kristen & Scott Gant<br> | |||
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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Vengence On Her Mind</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 10-18-1996</h4> | |||
Stardate: 81018.0221<br> | |||
Shuttle Port on Cait<br> | |||
"Ma'am, the shuttle will be leaving for Dexertos III in 10 minutes," | |||
said the young man. | |||
The green-skinned woman stood gracefully, turning to face him. "Thank | |||
you, sir." He accent was thick and, and her voice deep, "My family | |||
will be most appreciative that you were able to get this shuttle for | |||
me on such short notice." | |||
"Of course, Lady Elise. I'm only sorry that we did not know earlier | |||
that you were coming so that we could have had less confusion for | |||
you." The man was bending over backwards to impress the woman, "I | |||
wish I had a more comfortable shuttle for you. But it would be quite | |||
a wait .." | |||
"That's quite alright," she said quickly, smiling kindly at him, | |||
"It's my fault. Please do not blame yourselves." | |||
"You are too kind. Please do tell your father that we will be more | |||
then willing to shuttle you around anytime you need." | |||
"I will." She stood and headed toward the shuttle. The man grabbed | |||
her bags and followed her quickly. The woman maintained her calm | |||
exterior but inside she was bubbling with laughter. Things were going | |||
much better then expected despite the FEYNMAN Captain's attempt to | |||
thwart her at every turn. First being escorted off the starship and | |||
then immediately off the base! She had been infuriated and it had | |||
almost ruined everything. Luckily she was able to get the shuttle to | |||
take her to Cait where she quickly found what she needed to finish | |||
her ensemble and her disguise, which included a slight facial | |||
prosthesis and skin dyeing. | |||
She'd also been able to get in touch with her contact on EPSILON, who | |||
told her things were all ready for her to head to Dexertos III. The | |||
Dexertosian Premiere's only daughter was on a holiday, and had become | |||
a prime target for her associates. There would be no foul ups this | |||
time. There was no way they would find out she wasn't whom she | |||
appeared to be. This time the original had been eliminated. Not to | |||
mention, this time she was not working with an unstable man with a | |||
vendetta against Starfleet. If she played her cards right, Starfleet | |||
wouldn't be anywhere near this time. | |||
She took her seat on the commercial shuttle headed toward her next | |||
job on Dexertos III. The Dexertosians had only been admitted to the | |||
Federation for a little less then a year. The green-skinned humanoids | |||
were known for their pleasant and friendly nature, as well as for | |||
their planet's rich deposits of several very useful minerals. Her | |||
associates were very interested in getting an inside seat to the | |||
planetary government. | |||
*** | |||
As the shuttle approached the planet, the woman was distracted by the | |||
sight of a Starfleet Vessel docked at the small starbase orbiting | |||
Dexertos III. "What's a Starfleet Vessel doing here?" | |||
The pilot smiled at her, "It's because of you ma'am. Seems your | |||
father became concerned by you absence and sent your picture to | |||
Starfleet to find you. You showed up on Cait just in time. I do | |||
believe your father was .." | |||
She interrupted him, "He sent my picture to Starfleet?" | |||
"Yes, just in case the worst .." the man continued to drone on but | |||
the woman's mind was whirling. There was no way .. She would just | |||
have to play it cool and hope things were well in hand. She wasn't | |||
willing to accept that fact that she had two failed jobs in a row! | |||
"Could you contact my father. I would like to speak to him." | |||
"Of course, Lady Elise." The pilot said quickly. "Shuttle Holiday to | |||
Dexertos III. Lady Elise would like to speak to the Premiere." | |||
<Hold please, Shuttle Holiday.> | |||
Soon a the Planetary logo on the screen was replaced by and | |||
white-haired, green-skinned man. <Elise, Elise are you there?> | |||
"I'm here, Father." she said. | |||
<Oh my girl, I've been so worried. You did not check in when you | |||
reached Thrantid as you were supposed to.> | |||
"I know, and I apologize. I was so caught up in the spectacular | |||
sights. And it had been a long trip." | |||
<Darling, there are Starfleet security here who must check you out.> | |||
the man said frowning slightly. | |||
"What do you mean?" she asked. | |||
<It seems there may be a problem with someone trying to impersonate | |||
you.> | |||
"Me?" she asked innocently, but already her mind was whirling about | |||
how she was going to get out of this mess. The only way they could | |||
know was if someone on the FEYNMAN sent her picture. So much for | |||
Starfleet's word! It was probably that doctor! He certainly hadn't | |||
seemed very trustworthy, and now she had the proof! He would pay for | |||
this! | |||
Regards,<br> | |||
______<br> | |||
****<br> | |||
NRPG: Just for your information, actually. I thought I'd time in | |||
Ted's little trick :} Hmm, can Glin'khar handle a woman out for | |||
revenge?! | |||
Kristen<br> | |||
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