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"Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore'"<br>
"Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore'"<br>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Stop the Ride, I Want to Get Off! (Cont.)</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Michael "Mike" Dailey 8-27-1996</h4>
> "By now, they must know that someone destroyed that tractor beam.<br>
> We also must assume that they know someone is or was here."<br>
J.C. tried to suppress a coughing spell, fighting away the stabbing
pain. * Spirits, a few hours ago I was roasting! The temperature must be
close to 90, and I'm freezing!* Sitting on the ground near LT. Koreth
and the others, he tried to curl up and get warmer, with no luck.
"Sirs, maybe if we could... *COUGH COUGH COUGH*... no, I'll be fine. If
we could somehow trick the Nausicians or Pirates to beam us onto their
ship, if they thought we had something valuable they *COUGH COUGH*" J.C.
glanced up at the two LT's, his face gone quite pale and shivering...
With a blank, glazed expression, he looked deep into the eyes of Koreth,
and then Meleah. "Sarge, when are we going back to the dorm? I don't
feel too well." Meleah looked up at Koreth, whose eyes grew wide.
"Sarge, I know the Commandant will be disappointed, but I'm getting
worse." J.C. rubbed his shoulders to get warmer. "Really, Sarge. I know
our first away-team exercise only lasts one more night, but I'll take it
again. Cadet Hahn could take me to the Medic Station....COUGH COUGH
COUGH"
Submitted,<br>
Mike Dailey<br>
Splatter2@qtm.net<br>
Ensign J.C. Allard SEC-TAC - USS FEYNMAN - SILVER FLEET<br>
Lieutenant D'doj Zzawj Ckorji, MD - CMO - USS CONSTITUTION - INDIGO<br>
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Just prodding an idea on, before J.C. klonks out....
Cheers!
Mike
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