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-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18<br> | -LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18<br> | ||
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS<br> | -LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Getting to the Settlement</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher 5-23-1996</h4> | |||
SD 80523.1230(GMT)<br> | |||
MD 3.1545<br> | |||
Transporter Room 2<br> | |||
The away team of ten--Maril, two science officers, two security officers, and | |||
five medical officers--dressed in Neo-Luddite clothing, stood near or on the transporter | |||
pad, ready for transport. | |||
"Maril to Bridge. This is the settlement team. All the other teams have beamed | |||
down, and we're ready to transport." | |||
[Zane here. Go ahead, Commander. We'll be leaving this spot over the | |||
settlement after you beam down.] | |||
"Understood. Maril out." Maril then signaled for the transporter operator to | |||
initiate the transporter sequence. | |||
Epsilon Indi Ring: 2 km outside Neo-Luddite settlement | |||
Maril looked around at this horizonless world. It was somewhat like the | |||
peasant in the city, but Maril looked away from that non-horizon and turned towards | |||
the settlement. | |||
"We will walk to the settlement," Maril smiled. Some of the officers almost | |||
groaned, but a stern look from Maril silenced them. The exercise would be good for | |||
them anyway. | |||
Each section outside the settlement had a leader, and then for each team a | |||
leader had been selected, and so on. Although Maril was technically in charge of the | |||
mission, Lt. Jenn had charge over all of the non-settlement teams, as Maril would not be | |||
able to contact them very frequently, or risk arousing the Neo-Luddites' suspicions. | |||
About three-quarters of the way there, Maril turned around. "Now, remember, | |||
everything will be done in secrecy. Take your samples very casually, as if you were just | |||
walking around. If possible, try to get some samples from places other than their actual | |||
bodies. Security team, be ready, but I certainly don't want anything happening unless it | |||
is absolutely necessary. Science team, make note of anything, especially unusual things. | |||
We need all the information that we can get. Is this understood?" | |||
The nods from the team members answered his question in the affirmative. | |||
"Good. We will spread out, two or three to a group, so that the Neo-Luddites do | |||
not become suspicious of a large group. However, I will rent a place to stay. Look for a | |||
diagonal strip of red material, such as in a Command uniform, in the window." Those | |||
words gave no doubt to the origin of the strip. "Also, I will try to carve or paint a | |||
Starfleet insignia on the door. The communicators placed in your ears will allow us to | |||
communicate without the Neo-Luddites hearing the communication, though you have | |||
to be careful about what they hear *you* say. I will try to notify you all through this | |||
device, but if I am not able to, look for the signs I have already told you. Be there at | |||
2200 hours tonight. Again, is this all understood?" | |||
"Yes," was the reply from everyone. | |||
"Good. We should break into our smaller groups." | |||
There were two groups of three, and another two of two. Maril took up the rear | |||
with one of the medical officers. | |||
The sun has met the sea,<br> | |||
Lt. Commander Onta Maril,<br> | |||
First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | |||
aka Max Felsher<br> | |||
NRPG: | |||
Just an intro into the settlement plotline. I assume Maril will be the only PC on this team. | |||
Does anyone have *any* info on the Neo-Luddites? | |||