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+<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Ready-room-->Swim</h3>
+<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by
+Andrew Catterick 7-10-1996</h4>
+SD:80710<br>
+Scene: Ready-room<br>
+[....Commander I am very tired and this conversation is giving me
+a headache. You have your shuttles but I will be investigating *all* of
+the facts as to just why you need so many replacements at one time. And
+if I find even a suspicion of negligence on your part or by any one under
+your command I am going to personally see to it that the weight of Starfleet
+Command comes bearing down on you until you wished you were never thawed
+out of that test-tube.] She smiled viciously.
+"Captain," He began again, trying desperately to remain calm "I
+have told you several times. Please read my report, or the report of any
+other member of the senior staff and you will see that the shuttles
+were..."
+[Commander let me assure you that I have indeed read the fiction
+you call a report and let me just say that I've been around long enough to
+have heard all the excuses and this feeble attempt at one won't wash.
+Officially your report has been accepted and I have no choice to transfer
+*my* shuttles to you. But as soon as I can dig up proof...your mine.]
+The screen went blank.
+Feeling like putting his fist through the wall or indulging in a
+primal scream to release the pent up rage and frustration. He instead
+opted for a beverage to help calm him down. "Coffee, Mocha Java, hot."
+He picked up the replicated cup and returned to his desk. *God she hates
+me.* He thought. *Ever since Bat and I 'liberated' the NOGURA she's been
+out to get me. Well,* he smiled. *Not this time.*
+The door chime interrupted his silent victory. "Come."
+"Sorry to bother you Captain I just have to get your signature and
+some reports, fuel consumption, docking transcripts etc."
+Zane accepted the offered PADD and began to scan the reports.
+"Where's Chief Larocque?"
+"He, uh....well he asked me to assist you today on account of his
+being dead. Sir."
+"I see. Would this be a Bat Durensten induced death Yeoman?"
+"I'm not sure sir. The Chief was late for our morning brief so I
+stopped by his cabin to make sure he was okay....."
+"And." Zane prompted.
+"He was passed out on the floor and two others were in similar
+positions."
+"Barron and Fuhrman." It was a statement not a question. "Wasn't
+Bat there?"
+"No sir. Actually I stopped by 10-Forward before I went to the
+Chief's quarters, in case he was having a late breakfast and had forgotten
+our meeting. Mr. Durensten was there, polishing his glass and seemed
+quite....healthy."
+"I see." He handed back the PADD.
+"Will there be anything else sir?"
+"No. Thank-you Lieutenant."
+_______________________________________________<br>
+Scene: Holodeck 3<br>
+Entering the holodeck Zane found himself in a small room with rock
+walls. In the center was a table with a number of PADDs on top.
+<nowiki><Good mooring Captain. Please take a PADD an enter through the
+blue door.></nowiki>
+Following the instructions he soon found himself standing in a
+huge room. It took him a second to realize that he was completely
+submerged in water! And he was able to breathe comfortably. In front of
+him. trident in hand, was what he thought resembled a Merman, if his
+memories of Earth mythology were correct.
+<nowiki><Good tide to you sir.> The merman gestured with his trident <If
+you will follow me.></nowiki>
+It was at this time Zane remembered he couldn't swim. Seeming to
+realize his charge's predicament the Merman offered his arm. <nowiki><I will
+guide you.></nowiki> The CO hesitated. He had an image to keep and showing up at
+the briefing towed by someone else....well he may as well just don some
+water-wings. Again the Merman came to the rescue. <nowiki><Take my staff, it
+will provide you the ability.></nowiki>
+Gratefully Zane accepted the offered trident and was soon gliding
+through the warm waters beside his guide. All too soon they came to a
+cave opening and near the seabed. His guide stopped and pointed to the
+mouth of the cave. <nowiki><Follow the cave and you will find what you seek.></nowiki>
+"Thank you for your help."
+Once again underway, he found himself enjoying his 'swim' as he
+darted through the narrow confines of the cave, the initial fear of his
+predicament replaced by the exhilaration at the maneuvers the staff was
+allowing him to mdo.
+It was with a slight feeling of disappointment he came to a
+gentle 'landing' in the underwater conference chamber.
+"Well I have to admit I was very surprised when I found myself
+under water but I really did enjoy myself. Good work Lieutenant."
+The OPS officer offered a platter. "Scallops?"
+Zane wrinkled his nose. Even with his overly-healthy appetite
+seafood was rarely on the menu." No thanks. I think I'll just stick to
+the danishes. I need the sugar to keep my energy reserves high."
+"Good thing you have to swim your way out of here or you'd never
+fit in that chair you've got the engineering staff slaving away on." Bat
+added as he moved a few bowls around on the buffet.
+"Ah Mr. Bartender. Would you mind telling me why three crew
+members missed their shifts today."
+"You know I'm really disappointed in those boys. They just don't
+make'em like they used to."
+"Yes well they'll be pulling double-duty for the next two weeks
+thanks to your little 'outing' last night."
+Bat sighed. "Well, can't say I blame you. It is too bad, they
+were only letting off steam after facing death and winning. Still if you
+can't pay the piper....Ah Mr. Koreth I have some seafood here I saved
+especially for you." Bat made a quick get away, knowing Zane was getting
+around to his own chastisement.
+Noticing that all of the senior staff had arrived Zane sat at the
+table. A few minutes later each officer joined him. Bat made a quick
+scan of the buffet table to make sure everything was to his satisfaction
+before leaving, a mermaid on each arm.
+"Before we get into our upcoming mission specifics I want to
+address our current staffing situation. As you know, Lt. Krazny has not
+awoken from his coma. Unfortunately the blow to his head has done much
+more damage to his brain than it was first assumed. The result being that
+he could emerge from his coma today, next month or never." Zane sighed
+clamping down on the emerging memory of Captain West. "So, I have
+officially transferred him from the FEYNMAN to EPSILON medical. Until
+Fleet sends us a new counselor Ensign Sally Ryan will be heading the
+department." He turned to face the second officer. "Lieutenant based on
+your past experience I'd like you to keep an eye on the Ensign and give
+guidance where needed. But not too much, she has to take on the
+responsibilities and you have your own department to worry about."
+"Aye sir." Krysa replied.
+"Next," the captain continued, "it seems EPSILON dispatched us a
+CSciO while we were out at the Ring. Unfortunately he is missing and
+presumed dead. There are ships out searching but it is presumed the
+shuttle either fell victim of an accident or perhaps even some spiteful
+Cardassians. Again, until we receive a replacement the aCSciO will be
+heading the department." He turned to face Glin'kharr. "Doctor I'd like
+you to keep an eye on things in the sciences, same rules as Lt. Jenn
+though, your medical duties take precedence and I hope it won't interfere
+with your Command Testing."
+"Yes sir." The wolf replied, perhaps a little unhappily.
+"Fortunately, we have been sent a replacement for the CSO slot.
+For those of you who have not already done so meet Ensign J.C. Allard.
+Welcome aboard Ensign."
+"Thank-you sir."
+The captain paused for a sip of his coffee. He was now so
+comfortable in the underwater setting that he didn't even consider how he
+was able to consume the liquid while being submerged. "Now, Mr. Jerran,
+you have put me in a very bad position."
+"Sir?"
+"The loss of an entire complement of secondary vessels is not
+something the SILVER QM takes very lightly. She and I have had some
+run-ins before but the conversation I just had with her was, to say the
+least, distressing. Now not only do I have to explain to the QM but also
+Starfleet Command why we are in need of so many replacements at the same
+time but why I have seemingly rewarded the individual most responsible for
+their destruction."
+"I'm not sure I follow sir." the FCO replied.
+Zane rose. "Front and center Mr. Jerran."
+As the surprised Jerran rose from his seat and walked/floated
+towards the captain he noticed the small black box in Zane's hand.
+"Since coming aboard you have consistently performed your duties
+far above expectations, you have shown yourself to be an excellent
+officer, and excellent leader and essential part of the senior staff both
+through your actions and your ideas." He pulled the hollow pip from
+Jerran's collar and replaced it with a second full one. I hereby promote
+you to the rank of full Lieutenant with all the rights and privileges
+therein." He took a step and extended his hand. "Congratulations
+lieutenant."
+<<<Joesph: Feel Free to respond>>>
+While the newly promoted officer returned to his seat Zane
+remained standing. "This last mission was perhaps the toughest, most
+intense two days this ship has ever seen. It was certainly the closest
+we, as a group, came to our deaths. I am very proud of the results that
+the entire ship's complement created together but a special nod must of
+course be given to the medical and science departments who bore the brunt
+of this plague and conquered it. But even with all this expertise there
+were still two that stood out from the rest. Commander Maril, Lieutenant
+Glin'kharr."
+Surprised both officers rose and moved to the head of the table.
+"Without your perseverance in the face of incredible odds, your
+leadership, your intelligence and your sacrifices, I am certain that we
+would have all succumbed to the plague. I am pleased and honoured to
+present you both with the Leonard McCoy Medal for Medical Excellence." He
+pinned the medal on each officer. "Well done!"
+<<<Feel free to respond.>>>
+Zane gave the assembled group some time to congratulate their
+comrades as well as 'settle down' a bit from the excitement before
+continuing.
+"Now, to the mission. Essentially we have two. The first is a
+patrol into the Coalsack." He paused to examine the faces of each
+officer. The coalsack was almost entirely unexplored it meant untold
+adventure as well as danger. "As you know the coalsack is a fairly in
+hospitable place and we have very few reliable charts of the area. With
+the construction of the new base as well as the general shift into this
+region it needs to be more fully charted. The FEYNMAN provides and
+excellent platform to do this not only for her maneuverability if the
+'weather' gets a little rough in there but for the DELPHI array."
+"As some of you are aware the last few months have seen increased
+acts of piracy, especially in the vicinity of the 'sack. Fleet thinks
+these pirate bases are hidden within the coalsack so while we chart we're
+to try to pinpoint as many of these bases as we can."
+"Will we be engaging these bases?" The new CSO asked.
+"No, our priority is to find the bases and pass the information
+along to EPSILON for future operations. The FEYNMAN can outgun any of the
+pirate ships we've seen so far. But a large number of them could do some
+real damage."
+"That sounds pretty straight-forward. Why your worry about the
+crew being questioned by the press?" Maril asked.
+"Because this will be a high-profile mission. The Admiral wants
+everyone to know who is going, where we're going and when. Which brings
+me to the second part of our mission. The Admiral has done some digging
+and found that the mystery fleet we ran into at the Ring is made up of
+some washed-out officers who have commandeered ships from GREY Fleet. It
+seems that they and there sympathizers in the hierarchy feel if they 'come
+to the rescue' the public will demand they get reinstated. So, if they
+know were going in to find the pirates...."
+"...they'll be waiting for us so they can steal the information,
+put a few quantum torps down our throat and then they'll waltz in and wipe
+out the pirates." Koreth finished the sentence.
+"Well after the last mission I asked the Admiral for something
+with a little bit more tension."
+"Just how do you propose we face those four warships?"
+"Its not nearly as bad as it seems. One. The officers aboard
+are in GREY Fleet because they couldn't cut it in the real fleet. Two
+those ships are there because they weren't able to get up to specs during
+their design. The SOLAR and AGAMEMNON class vessels are the original
+prototypes and were scrapped because by the time they were completed most
+of their technology was already outdated."
+"And the two STORM class vessels?"
+"We're not sure about them." Zane admitted. "But review of our
+sensor logs show that neither of them have had phaser cannons attached to
+their hardpoints. Its likely it would be an even match."
+"Any questions?"
+<<<NRPG>>>
+I'll leave it there because you know as much as me! (And this is a little
+longer than I'd planned)
+You all know the drill, fill in your departmental readiness reports, as
+well as your observations, thoughts, problems etc on the upcoming mission.
+Staffing:
+Enthusiastic congrats to our promotee and medal recipients. Well
+Derserved! Let me know if you want to add a line to your service record
+reflecting your promotion/award.
+ALL: Please remove Charles Jencks and Ian Stenquist from your mailing
+lists, as well as Andrew N for those of you who haven't already done
+so.
+Charles/Ian: If you are lurking out there and read this...sorry but we
+couldn't wait any longer. If you are able to return to
+ASR in the future and you want to reactivate your characters
+I've left you an opening.
+You'll have to report back to SB ALPHA for reassignment.
+New and improved roster to follow.
+Regards,<br>
+Andy-->Tired Fingers.<br>
+-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Unassigned<br>
+-CMDR Zane, Commanding Officer, USS FEYNMAN<br>
+-CMDR Nigel Straun, TACFLEET Liason Officer, INDIGO FLEET<br>
+-CMDR Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br>
 <h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: MSG REPLY (Before Briefing)</h3>
 <h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Michael "Mike" Dailey 7-11-1996</h4>

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