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<center><font style="font-size: 50px; font-stretch: expanded; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold; text-shadow: 4px 4px 4px black;">U.S.S. ''FEYNMAN'' NCC-66000<br> November 1996 Posts</font></center> | <center><font style="font-size: 50px; font-stretch: expanded; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold; text-shadow: 4px 4px 4px black;">U.S.S. ''FEYNMAN'' NCC-66000<br> November 1996 Posts</font></center> | ||
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<font style="font-size: large; font-stretch: expanded; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">TOTAL NOVEMBER 1996 POSTS: * | <font style="font-size: large; font-stretch: expanded; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">TOTAL NOVEMBER 1996 POSTS: *34*</font> | ||
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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Some Thoughts On the Issahi</h3> | <h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Some Thoughts On the Issahi</h3> | ||
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Shipbound crewmates- Take it away. | Shipbound crewmates- Take it away. | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Throwing A Baseball</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher 11-30-1996</h4> | |||
SD 81130.0240 (GMT)<br> | |||
MD 7.0930<br> | |||
SCENE: Bridge<br> | |||
Maril monitored the battle closely, watching for any strange occurrences. | |||
Nothing so far. | |||
Unfortunately, the Issahi were losing despite their superior numbers. The | |||
Reavers were taking advantage of their better firepower and the Issahi lack of | |||
maneuverability. A good quarter of the Issahi attack fleet had been destroyed, as | |||
opposed to less than an eighth of the Reavers. | |||
But, then, as it looked like the Reavers would force the Issahi back, different | |||
Issahi ships started to enter the battle. These were about the same length and | |||
thickness as the others, but much wider. And when the Reavers fired their | |||
weapons, it took about twelve high-power shots to bring these strange ships' | |||
shields down even 25%. | |||
Suddenly, it hit Maril as suddenly as the lightning hit Regampha. He recalled | |||
the data from Lt. Meleah's experiments with the dilithium sword. The energy | |||
readouts were very similar. So it was dilithium the Issahi were using! | |||
"The attack of the valmbirds at Cidema," he whispered under his breath. | |||
He looked up to see what was happening around the Bridge. Seemingly, all | |||
was quiet. Very few Reavers had attacked since the Feynman had beamed down | |||
the away team. Perhaps they were too focused on the Issahi attack. | |||
"Reaver ship at bearing 212, mark 308," Jerran reported calmly. Maril had | |||
thought too soon. | |||
"Red alert," Maril ordered quickly. | |||
"Hold your fire, Tactical," Zane said slowly. "Let them fire first. Mr. Jerran, | |||
bring us about to face the Reaver ship, but keep us within communications range | |||
of the away team." | |||
"Aye, sir, but two more ships have just appeared at bearings 257, mark 7 and | |||
104, mark 76." | |||
"All three ships are firing weapons, sir," the tactical officer reported with some | |||
worry. | |||
The ship rocked violently, almost throwing Maril out of his chair. "Damage | |||
report," he said sternly as he attempted to regain his bearings. | |||
"Shields down to 37%. Damage to decks 14-16 of the Engineering section." | |||
"Get some repair teams down there," Maril ordered. | |||
"You may open fire, Tactical," the Captain gave the command. | |||
"Aye, sir." | |||
The ship shuddered again. "Report." | |||
"The ship in front of us has been destroyed. Our shields went down for 4 | |||
seconds, but they are now back up to 10%. Damage to the starboard nacelle | |||
pylon." | |||
"Continue firing," Zane ordered. | |||
Jenn suddenly spoke up. "Sir, somehow a small probe got close to us when | |||
our shields were down for 4 seconds. It is creating a magnetic field." Then she | |||
held her breath for a second. "Sir, the probe's magnetic field is disrupting our | |||
anti-matter containment field. If our containment field fails-" | |||
"We won't be here to fight the Reavers at all," Zane finished the sentence. | |||
"The Jacolian tunnelers attacking from below," Maril whispered. | |||
Zane shivered for a second, but quickly gained control. "Can we destroy it?" | |||
"Not by conventional means," Jenn answered. "The probe is much too close | |||
to the ship. An explosion would cause a major hull breach." | |||
"Can we get a tractor beam on it?" Maril asked, worried. | |||
"Possibly. The probe is very small. We may grab a lot of empty space | |||
instead of the probe." | |||
"I think that's a chance we have to take," Zane said, seemingly calm. | |||
"Tactical, get a tractor beam lock on it. When you have it, swing the tractor | |||
beam outwards and let go at the end of the arc." | |||
"Aye, sir, I have a lock on it, engaging tractor beam, missed it," the tactical | |||
officer reported. "Got another lock, engaging tractor beam, got it this time. | |||
Swinging the tractor beam to the port, disengaging tractor beam...now! The | |||
probe is continuing on its path outwards." | |||
"Good job, everyone," Zane said with some relief. "Are there any Reaver | |||
ships still attacking us?" | |||
"One, sir. The other one has gone to the main battle." | |||
"Status of shields?" Maril asked. | |||
"They're up to 24%. The Reaver ship is firing again." | |||
"Return fire!" Zane ordered as the ship shook. | |||
The sun has met the sea,<br> | |||
Lt. Commander Onta Maril,<br> | |||
First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | |||
aka Max Felsher<br> | |||
NRPG: | |||
Sorry for my lack of posting. School, and everything. :( | |||
And, yes, I am leaving a cliffhanger for everyone. :) | |||
Kevin:I'll be sending various info, disclaimers and other paraphernalia on the | |||
Feynman soon. :) |
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