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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Dead Ship (Cont.)</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Joseph Baker 2-11-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 80211.0000<br> | |||
MD: 1.0730<br> | |||
As was normal for Jerran, he got onto the bridge and sat down at his duty | |||
post a half an hour before it was really scheduled to begin. PO t'Jon, | |||
who had been on duty before him, briefed the FCO on what had been | |||
happening with the ship for the past eight hours, mostly a bunch of | |||
impulse maneuvers through the system. They were going pretty slow as | |||
they weren't really sure what was out there. The stellar cartography | |||
info they had on the system was very sketchy at best. | |||
After the report was through, Jerran relieved the Andorian NCOIC of the | |||
Flight Department and watched as she walked off the bridge, probably for | |||
ten forward, as was usual for her on her off shifts. Jerran sat down and | |||
proceded to make a double check of the navigational logs over the past | |||
two shifts to see if t'Jon's report had missed something, but as he had | |||
come to expect from all of his AFCO's, the report had been completely | |||
thorough. | |||
He was running a diagnostic cycle on the navigational sensor and | |||
deflector array when Lt. Jenn reported for duty at 0745. He noticed her | |||
glancing around the bridge as if something was wrong. He hadn't really | |||
noticed anything out of the ordinary, but then he decided that it might | |||
be some sort of empathic thing. | |||
He hadn't had a chance to tell Jenn about his little psychic episode | |||
outside of the holodeck yesterday as they had both been rather busy for | |||
the past couple of days. He was just about to mention it to her when she | |||
strode over to the Captain's ready room. He heard the captain mention | |||
something about Lt. Koreth, but he wasn't really paying to much attention | |||
to it. She then came out, saying that it wasn't too important and that | |||
she'd catch him later. | |||
She sat down at her OPS console after taking a report from WO Ein, and he | |||
was just about to lean over to her to ask her about the incident he | |||
experienced when something flashed on his navigational sensor board. It | |||
came accros on Jenn's panel too, and she promptly told Cmdr. Maril about it. | |||
After scanning the ship extensively, she determined that there were no | |||
life readings iminating from it. Jerran continued to slowly bring the | |||
ship in for a closer look. He looked down at his own panel and brought | |||
up a magnified image of the ship. | |||
He frowned at it as he continued scanning. The computer hadn't been able | |||
to identify it, but Jerran did recognize it somewhat. | |||
"Captain?" | |||
"Yes, Lt?" said Zane from the command chair. | |||
"I think I recognize that ship somewhat. In some of the old Kzinti | |||
legends that I've come accross, they mention a race of beings who came to | |||
the Kzinti about two thousand years ago to conquer and enslave them. | |||
They had barely started when for some reason, they just mysteriously | |||
retreated from the Kzinti system. Of course, the Kzinti legends claim | |||
that it was their great prowess in battle which helped them to survive. | |||
"Those archaeological expeditions which have been allowed into Kzinti | |||
space have been able to corraborate some of the stories, but they haven't | |||
been able to find the reason for the retreat, either. They did, however, | |||
find some drawings of the invaders' ships, and they look a lot like that | |||
one there." | |||
Zane nodded in contemplation as Jenn said, "What kind of technological | |||
level were they on, do you think?" | |||
"Well," said Jerran, looking at the other ship with an interested look on | |||
his face, "The archaeologists have been able to guess that the aliens | |||
were had a technology which was at least on par with ours, maybe even a | |||
little bit higher. That's why it's so unlikely that the Kzinti were able | |||
to scare them off so easily, as they were barely at the same level that | |||
Earth was at that time. Of course the Kzinti would never admit that | |||
because of their fierce pride. In fact, the archaeologists had to | |||
smuggle..." | |||
Just then Cmdr. Zane cut him of and said, "Uh, Lt." | |||
"Yes, sir?" | |||
"You're babbling." | |||
"I'm sorry, sir," he said, and turned back to his panel to continue | |||
bringing the FEYNMAN closer to the other ship. | |||
Jenn had continued to scan and then turned to look at Jerran as she said, | |||
"You're not going to believe this, but I'm getting energy readings from | |||
that ship." | |||
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Well, here's my two strips of latinum worth :)<br> | |||
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* I study nuclear science! * jobaker@chuma.cas.usf.edu * | |||
* I love my classes! * jbaker@deans2.cas.usf.edu * | |||
* I've got a crazy teacher, **************************** | |||
* Who wears dark glasses. * LTJG Jerran Terel * | |||
* Things are goin' great, * Flight Control Officer * | |||
* And they're only gettin' better! * USS Feynman/NCC-66000 * | |||
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* Joseph W. Baker * | |||
* Physics Major, College of Arts and Sciences * | |||
* University of South Florida * | |||
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