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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Depression & Vodka</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Charles Jencks 4-14-1996</h4> | |||
> "Very well, Jade it is." Tok responded, "but only if you promise to call me Tixx."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> Jade nodded.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "So what brings you here to Ten-Forward?"<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> Jade gave Tok a look, but Tok had known the answer before the words even<br> | |||
> left his lips. There was some uncomfortable silence.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "When I get feeling this way," the Bolian CMO began, " I remember what my<br> | |||
> father used to say to me. He'd say, 'Tixx, I have won many times in my<br> | |||
> life, and I have lost many times in my life, and, you know, no matter how<br> | |||
> many times I lose...winning is a hell of alot better!"<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> Jade smiled as did Tok. As a doctor, he had learned that a smile can be a<br> | |||
> better cure than the most sophisticated technology.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Thank you, Tixx." Jade said.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "It was only a test, Jade, and the purpose of a test is to learn." Tok<br> | |||
> smiled, usually he spoke to relieve other's anxieties, but now his words<br> | |||
> seemed to speak directly to him.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Tixx, sorry I am late."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Don't worry, Jane, I had the pleasure of Ensign Sr'qwon's...er<br> | |||
> Jades' company to keep me occupied. Say, I don't think that the two of you<br> | |||
> have met. Jane Tamy, allow me to introduce you to my good friend, Jade<br> | |||
> Sr'qwon."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Pleased to meet you... Ms. Sr'qwon?" Jane said tentatively, "you'll have<br> | |||
> to excuse me, this is the first time that I have ever been formally<br> | |||
> introduced to a Trill."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
Just then, Ensign Krazny walked in, and he looked, well, as mad as a | |||
typical Klingon... except he wasn't a Klingon. They could hear him order | |||
a chocolate sundae and a half liter of vodka from across the room. | |||
Obviously he was mad about something. | |||
Jade rolled her eyes when he sauntered over, setting the sundae and vodka | |||
down so hard she thought the glass dishes would break, and slumped down in | |||
his chair. | |||
Someone said, "I wonder what's wrong with him." | |||
Krazny obviously wasn't in a good mood. "You wanna know what's wrong? I do | |||
that damned test, and I barely pass, and then I come out and go to my | |||
quarters... and a message came in from the USS ANAHEIM... my old | |||
girlfriend... well, not only did she dump me, but she's going to marry | |||
their first officer!" | |||
NRPG: Imagine Worf on a bad day. Krazny's in a worse mood... | |||
And I know how to play this, because I'm in a mood that bad myself, but | |||
for a *slightly* different reason... | |||
Charles Jencks (jencksc@watmail.ucr.edu) | |||
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LtJG Christophe Boulanger, FCO, USS MELBOURNE (BLUE)<br> | |||
Ens K'Zeka'Sl'V"Kia, FCO, USS GAUSS (BLUE)<br> | |||
Ens Krazny Oktyabr, CNS, USS FEYNMAN (SILVER)<br> | |||
Ens Jarin Edisrevir, CSO, USS LINCOLN (RED)<br> | |||
Capt (FMM) Marie T Alsatien, SS ALSACE (MVL-774221) (FT)<br> | |||