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Charles Jencks<br> | Charles Jencks<br> | ||
Ensign Krazny Oktyabr, CNS, USS FEYNMAN<br> | Ensign Krazny Oktyabr, CNS, USS FEYNMAN<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: A Reception</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 4-22-1996</h4> | |||
Stardate: 80422.1555<br> | |||
Scene: Counselor’s Office<br> | |||
MD: 7.1540<br> | |||
Krysa frowned at the Counselor’s use of the word, ‘disability’, but she | |||
supposed he was correct. To a Betazoid it was a major disability. But | |||
she pushed the thought aside not wanting to deal with it. | |||
“My brother thinks I’m ‘giving in’. But it is a important tradition for | |||
us. I want to respect it. Is it really so horrible to take my father’s | |||
choice in this matter.” | |||
“I think only you can answer that for yourself.” answered the Counselor. | |||
Krysa nodded, “I know... I wouldn’t let me off the hook either if I were | |||
you.” She gave a weak laugh. “Well, I’ve kept you long enough, Ens. I’m | |||
going to go back to my quarters. My fathers reception is tonight and | |||
he’ll have my head if I’m late. He’s definitely one for decorum.” | |||
“Lt., I would like to meet your fiancé, perhaps talk to the two of you | |||
together?” said the Counselor in front of her. | |||
“You can meet him tonight, I’m sure. As for the other... well, it will | |||
be almost a week before we make it to Earth, perhaps between now and | |||
then we can see you.” | |||
“Excellent, I’ll see you tonight at the reception then.” | |||
“Thank you... For talking to me and also for coming to the dinner | |||
tonight. I appreciate it.” Krysa turned and headed to her quarters. | |||
Scene: Officers Dining Hall | |||
MD: 7:1900 | |||
Krysa had taken a lot of time choosing just the right outfit. Something | |||
that would make her look great, even if she wasn’t feeling particularly | |||
great. She finally settled on a blue sleeveless dress, which she was | |||
particularly fond of. Looking in the mirror she realized how much she | |||
missed wearing blue, which was a very good color on her. She sighed | |||
knowing those were the trials of promotions. | |||
She headed to the Officers Dining Hall and was of course on time to the | |||
reception. However, her father and his entourage were still there ahead | |||
of her. Commander Zane was, of course, already there as well, chatting | |||
with the ever exuberant Devon Grall and his wife. She saw Kavan sitting | |||
at a table talking with her brother, surprisingly they seemed to be | |||
getting along quite well. | |||
“Krysa, I’m glad to see you are joining us this evening.” said her | |||
father walking toward her; her mother as always right behind him. | |||
“Of course,” said Krysa smiling. | |||
“So where have you been keeping yourself all day? Kavan says you left | |||
him hours ago.” | |||
“I had some duties to take care of. I wanted to make sure they were done | |||
so I could spend as much time with you and mom as possible.” said Krysa | |||
smiling, knowing that neither one of her parents were likely to buy her | |||
explanation. But of course, her father not wanting to disturb decorum | |||
did not question her. | |||
Ever the good little diplomat, Krysa wondered around the room making | |||
small talk and greeting the other officers as they arrived. She had | |||
hardly said two words to Kavan since entering the dining hall as Krysa’s | |||
father had commandeered him and was doing the job of introducing him, | |||
himself. Though he had caught her eye several times. | |||
She watched her father. He really looked happy in his new role as | |||
‘father of the bride’. She couldn’t help but smile as she watched him. | |||
While her father was normally a very somber, formal man; with Kavan he | |||
seemed much more animated. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to | |||
find her mother watching her father as well. | |||
“He’s very happy, you know.” she said. | |||
“I can see that.” Krysa said softly. | |||
“So you wandered the ship for several hours, did you?” Krysa turned and | |||
looked at her mother in surprise. But Baris just nodded, “I know, | |||
Krysa... I did the same thing almost 30 years ago. I had my doubts and | |||
fears, but you know... it was the best thing I’ve ever done. Not by any | |||
means, the easiest... but definitely the best.” Krysa just nodded, glad | |||
to know that her mother truly did understand her feelings. | |||
Just then there was a gong sounded. Krysa smiled. She hadn’t heard that | |||
sound in a while. Commander Zane, now that everyone was startled into | |||
silence by the gong, informed them that dinner was ready. Everyone moved | |||
to take a chair, as Bat’s staff began to serve the meal. | |||
Dinner conversations remained light and relaxed. It was good to everyone | |||
enjoying themselves, thought Krysa. Even she was beginning to relax. It | |||
was just after the main course that Ambassador Jenn stood and addressed | |||
the dinner guests. | |||
“I would like to thank the Captain and crew of the USS FEYNMAN for | |||
allowing us to accompany you all back to Earth. We appreciate your | |||
hospitality and we welcome your company tonight.” He looked at Krysa and | |||
smiled. She couldn’t help but smile back. It was so rare for her father | |||
to smile like that. | |||
“I would also like to make an official announcement. My wife and I, | |||
along with Mr. and Mrs. Devon Grall, would like to announce the joining | |||
of our children, Krysa and Kavan. You all are invited to the wedding | |||
which will take place at the Betazed Embassy on Earth the day arrive.” | |||
Krysa noticed that most of the crew were not surprised. She hadn’t | |||
figured they would be. Most likely her father had told them as he was | |||
introducing Kavan around. | |||
“For those of you who are not Betazoid and not fully comfortable with | |||
Betazoid joining traditions, I would like to assure you that you are | |||
still welcome to attend.” He paused looking at the others at the table. | |||
“Clothed quests are not seen as an offense to the bride and groom any | |||
longer. So please, feel free to attend.” | |||
Bat’s staff began to serve the dessert, and the Ambassador decided to | |||
cut his speech short. “I see dessert is here, so I won’t talk any | |||
longer. Though I would like you to join me in wishing my daughter a | |||
happy birthday.” He sat as Bat brought out a beautifully decorated | |||
birthday cake and sat it in front of the surprised officer. | |||
“Thank you, Bat, it’s wonderful.” he winked at her and moved back. Krysa | |||
turned to her father and kissed him on the cheek, “Thanks, daddy,” she | |||
whispered. The day wasn’t turning out to be as bad as it had appeared to | |||
be. | |||
Regards,<br> | |||
Lt. Krysa Jenn<br> | |||
****<br> | |||
NRPG: I think I left it open enough that you all can come and interact | |||
as you please. I also didn’t force anyone to be there, other then Zane | |||
and Bat <G> | |||
Kristen | |||