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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Resolute</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher 2-17-1996</h4> | |||
SD 80217.0130<br> | |||
MD 1.1300<br> | |||
Transporter Room<br> | |||
"An intruder?" Lt. Commander Maril questioned Lt.<jg> Fobok. | |||
"Yes, sir. My son, Matt, just told me about something that...threatened him. | |||
He says it said, 'You will all die.' He isn't making this up, sir. I | |||
performed a mind meld with him. He is telling the truth, sir," Fobok | |||
responded. | |||
"You understand, Lieutenant, that I am Tioth without a weapon unless you get | |||
some more information. However, I will tell Lieutenant Charles to put Security | |||
on further alert." | |||
<<<<Maril's right, B.J. :) There's not much he can do right now. Anyway, this | |||
next portion is after they've beamed onto the Resolute.>>>><br> | |||
Maril, like most of the others, noticed the very hot, dry atmosphere as soon | |||
as they beamed aboard. He soon found his counterpart, the Resolute's | |||
2nd-in-command, a rather thin felinoid with a look of alertness in his eyes. | |||
"Hello, my name is Ixava. And you?" | |||
"Lieutenant Commander Onta Maril. This is a nice ship. Are all of your | |||
ships the same?" | |||
"Why worry about the ships right now? I'm sure you'd like some of this Steci | |||
vulture." | |||
"Well, I think I will venture into the mountains." | |||
The Cesphalian, while appearing to understand, had a look of surprise on his | |||
face. Maril walked over to Commander Zane to talk. | |||
"Zane, have you noticed that the Cesphalians are a little...evasive?" Maril | |||
tried to keep his voice down. | |||
"Yes, but let's give them a chance, Onta," Zane also spoke in a low voice. | |||
"Very well." | |||
<<<<Hmmm...let's see. Pliers, no. Hammer, throw it away. Ahhh, here it is. | |||
The wrench. :) Okay, what would be the best way to throw it into these works. | |||
:D >>>><br> | |||
In another corner, Ixava and Tauk were talking. Suddenly, Ixava shouted, | |||
"That wasn't what we agreed!" | |||
All eyes turned towards the two. "Hahaha. We were just joking around," Tauk | |||
attempted to cover up what had just happened. | |||
The room returned, at least partially, to its former state of talking and | |||
eating. | |||
The sun has met the sea,<br> | |||
Lt. Commander Onta Maril,<br> | |||
First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | |||
aka Max Felsher<br> | |||
NRPG:<br> | |||
All:Okay, so it wasn't that much of a wrench. But this is probably just the | |||
beginning. :) Oh, those who haven't sent in(or reminded me) your roatation, do | |||
it. If you don't...well, you don't want to know. <evil laug | |||
Jason:Enjoyed the evil shapeshifter. Sorry, I don't have any disposable NPC's | |||
right now(but I could create some. ;) ) | |||
eyes. | |||