USS Feynman APR 1996

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U.S.S. FEYNMAN NCC-66000
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USS FEYNMAN: Fobok Must Be On To Something

by Kristen Gant 4-1-1996

Stardate: 80401.0048
Scene: Malia’s restaurant
MD: 2.1230

>"Very well, we will meet tomorrow at 0500 hours to exchange data."
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>[Understood. Fobok out]

The doctor and the second officer looked at each other. Neither really wanted to split up their away team, but as it was officially shore leave there wasn’t any reason why they shouldn’t.

“So what do you make of that?” ask the Bolian.

Krysa shook her head, “I’m not sure. It doesn’t seem like Fobok to just take off like that. However, this is a very friendly planet, so I suppose we shouldn’t worry.” She was right. So far they had not seen anything to lead them to believe that Fobok would not be safe.

They begged their leave from a disappointed Malia and headed out to further explore the festival. There was a lot of eating and dancing going on. Though, Krysa noted, they were not consuming any alcoholic beverages. Everything seemed to be aimed toward one purpose during this festival: Conception.

As the night wore on, they noticed the planet’s inhabitants beginning to pair off and disappear into the night. Both were exhausted and headed to the inn where Malia had helped them to secure lodgings for the night. They were given strange looks as each went into thier own room. Once in their rooms the two exhausted officers fell fast asleep.

MD3.0510
Scene: Malia's restaurant

Lt. Fobok did not arrive at the appointed time, which was extremely rare for the Vulcan. Dr. Tok blamed himself for not searching for him the day before. Krysa knew that there had not been any reason yesterday to worry, so tried to calm Tok’s fears.

“Jenn to Fobok, report please.”

[Fobok here.] came the tired voice.

“Where are you, Mr. Fobok. You were supposed to meet us at the restaurant at 0500 hours. What are you doing?” said Krysa annoyed at the Vulcan obvious disregard for his crewmates.

[I apologize, Lt., I just got to sleep two hours ago, and I forgot to have someone wake me up. I will meet you later in the day.]

“Fobok, we would you here now!” said Krysa.

[Lt., I am sorry, but that isn’t possible right now. I will explain when I see you later.]

Krysa was flustered. She did not like being put off like this. “Mr. Fobok, I’m afraid I need a little more explanation then that right now.”

[I can’t discuss it right now, but I promise it will be worth it.] The link was silent for a moment. [Krysa, don’t worry, I’m fine. Please, let me finish this.]

Krysa sighed. “Very well, Mr. Fobok. But this had better be worth it. Jenn out.”

Dr. Tok looked at her. “What do you think that is all about?”

“I don’t have a clue, but I really can’t order him to report. This is officially still shore leave.”

Malia came out of the kitchen and greeted her guests. “Did you all have a good night last night?”

“Oh, yes,” said Krysa, trying to put her concern for Fobok out of her mind.

“This morning is the elections, you know.” Tok and Jenn nodded, and Malia continued, “We will have the broadcast on here all day.”

“The festivities are over?” asked Krysa.

“Oh no,” said Malia. “But this is an important election after all. So things are just put on hold for a while. I’m sure things will resume in no time. We Furjenian’s don’t like our Fertility Festival interrupted!”

Krysa smiled. Somehow she didn’t doubt it.

Regards,
Lt. Krysa Jenn

USS FEYNMAN: After the Blue Stork Riot

by Charles Jencks 4-1-1996

SD 80401.0000
MD 3.0400

Having beamed back to the FEYNMAN and deposited Commissioner Thessa in the Sickbay, Ensign Krazny Oktyabr and Ensign Jade Sr'qwon reported to the Captain. "Sir, we've returned from the surface. The Commissioner is somewhat drunk and slightly injured, sir. I had to carry him to a safe beamup point slung over my shoulder."

"The riot?"

"The local security force was starting to suppress the insurrection when we beamed up. I don't know how mad the Commissioner will be when he wakes up, because he wanted to see more of the city."

"He'll probably have time for that. Look, the locals have asked us to provide observers for the election. You'll be leaving for the main ballot-counting facility in the capital city in six hours, two hours after the polls open. The Commissioner has been asked for, so if he's in any condition to leave Sickbay, he goes."

"Yes, sir."

"I suggest you two get some rest. Be back here at 0800. You beam down at 1000."

NRPG: The election awaits...

PS I'm back from vacation.

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- Charles Jencks (jjencksc@watnxt12.ucr.edu)                              -
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- Student of History, Life, And All Things Remotely Star Trek!            -
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-----------------------------ASR Charachter List---------------------------
- Ens Christophe Boulanger, USS MELBOURNE FCO, Blue Fleet                 -
- Ens K'Zeka'Sl'V"Kia, USS GAUSS FCO, Blue Fleet                          -
- Ens Krazny Oktyabr, USS FEYNMAN CNS, Silver Fleet                       -
- Ens Jarin Edisrevir, USS LINCOLN CSO, Red Fleet                         -
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USS FEYNMAN: Reporting In

by Kristen Gant 4-1-1996

Stardate: 80401.0104
Scene: Fertility Festival
MD: 3:0800

Tok and Jenn had spent the last several hours listening to Malia and her staff’s views on the election. Krysa noticed that it was time to report in to the Captain. She excused herself leaving Tok with the others. Once she found a quiet spot she hit her comm badge.

“Jenn to Feynman.”

<Zane here, what’s your report, Lt.>

“Tok and I are having a wonderful time. The people are extremely friendly and everything we have seen, leads us to believe that this planet should be excepted into the federation.” She paused wondering how to explain the Fobok situation.

<What about Lt. Fobok?>

“Well, Sir. Dr. Tok and I haven’t actually seen Mr. Fobok since yesterday at lunch. We have been in contact with him, but he refuses to tell us what is going on. He promises that he is fine and that he will have something interesting to report later in the day.” Krysa hoped she had acted correctly in not ordering Mr. Fobok to rejoin them.

<Alright, Lt. Contact him again to make sure he is okay. Tell him I personally want a report from him by 1200.>

“Yes, Sir. I will do that. Jenn out.” Krysa quickly hailed Lt. Fobok and told him of the Captain’s request. Fobok seemed annoyed, but promised he would contact Zane by the appointed time. With that Krysa rejoined Tok and the other to watch the coverage on the election.

Regards, Lt. Krysa Jenn

NRPG: Just a Short not to report in. Lysle if you have anything to add to the report feel free.

Kristen