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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Coming Up to Speed</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Jason Bostjancic 12-6-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 81206 | |||
MD: 7.1030 | |||
Scene: Reaver Base | |||
Thanks to Loren, the away team began to finally get somewhere | |||
inside the Reaver base. It was difficult at first to actually focus | |||
something as uncontrollable as anger toward an object, much less | |||
at a wall. After a few times though they seemed to get the hang of | |||
it. Unfortunately, Meleah was unable to 'open' a door, so Ens. Landers | |||
became the gentlemanly figure and did so for her. | |||
Lt. Koreth had taken a quick look at Meleah's arm, even though | |||
she stated that, " It would be highly improbable that you could do | |||
anything to fix considering the variables Lieutenant." | |||
A few components he recognized, but most he did not. Finally, he | |||
had to agree with Meleah's prognosis. | |||
After traveling through a multitude of rooms which seemed to be quite | |||
bare, they came to a wall which was only part honeycombed - the | |||
rest appeared to be of known metals. Further they couldn't pass | |||
through the section. Further on they found something even more | |||
strange... a door. A real door, with strange etching's above it. | |||
"What do you make of it Koreth?" asked Allard, keeping his team | |||
facing the open walls. | |||
"I'm not sure. The walls are made of a Tungsten-Tritanium Alloy. | |||
According to my scans they are also suffering from fatigue evident | |||
with extreme age." Tarrant continued his scans as did the remaining | |||
engineering part of the team. | |||
Allard looked back for a moment, "I couldn't even get a single reading | |||
from any of the other 'Reaver' walls." | |||
Meleah had already figured the answer, "That is because these are | |||
more than likely not built by the Reavers. It seems that this base has | |||
been taken over by the Reavers who are adapting it." | |||
"It would explain the partial honeycomb we found a few rooms back," | |||
noted Tarrant. He started looking at the symbols above the door. | |||
"I'm not familiar with these markings." | |||
Meleah came over and took a look. The markings were not of any | |||
modern language, but appeared to have elements of the old Vulcan | |||
texts... Within a second her database had found it. | |||
"It is what appears to be the beginning of the Romulan language. | |||
Circa. around the time of the Great Schism. This sign says 'food'." | |||
Tarrant scanned behind the door. There were a few tables and | |||
chairs. No electronics or power readings though. "So this | |||
base was originally created during the Vulcan's Schism. | |||
And the Reavers just happened upon it after all these years." | |||
J.C. shook his head, "Perhaps they didn't just wander into it | |||
Tarrant." | |||
A beeping from Ens. Dunnon's tricorder brought them all back to | |||
attention. "Sirs, picking up another Reaver group. Eight in | |||
total and heading this way." | |||
"Time to leave," said Allard, "direction?" | |||
Meleah pointed toward the opposite wall. "That way." | |||
............ | |||
MD: 1045 | |||
They had come upon two other groups of Reavers. Each were | |||
fewer in number than was present during the first encounter, and | |||
the team quickly subdued their foes, but not without a few casualties. | |||
The team's number was down to 7. And, unfortunately the communications | |||
block out continued. | |||
The last battle occurred in a room which was far different than that | |||
of the previous ones. The honeycomb patterns were larger here, | |||
and the light behind each was different. Walls continued upwards | |||
about two stories. | |||
"What do you make of it Meleah?" asked the CEO - observably | |||
frustrated at his tricorder. | |||
"Unknown." | |||
Allard was also looking a bit frustrated. "We have to find that shuttle, | |||
time is running out... I suggest we continue." | |||
"That would be unwise Lieutenant. " said Meleah matter of factly, | |||
"This is the first break we have found in the Reaver part of this base. | |||
We need to try and understand it to avoid continuing blindly from one | |||
room to the next." | |||
..... | |||
It was actually Loren who found the answer.. by trying a hunch. | |||
He focused all his thoughts on the word 'why' and projected it. | |||
A few of the honeycombs slid out of the wall, bearing controls. | |||
Further, a section of wall seemed to change, and an image of some | |||
type of large terminal screen appeared. Symbols flashed across it. | |||
"What in the?..." said Dunnon who involuntarily trained his rifle | |||
on the screen. Allard quickly brought the engineer's weapon down. | |||
Ens. Landers explained, "The Reavers seem to project an emotion | |||
to open the doors. I tried projecting the question why... not so | |||
much as a word but as a feeling of curiosity. I seems to have worked." | |||
Tarrant scanned the screen and came up with a revelation as | |||
quickly as did Meleah, "These symbols form crude molecular patterns. | |||
Just like those we intercepted." | |||
The science officer confirmed. | |||
They had a way in. | |||
............ | |||
<NRPG> | |||
Yes, It rambles a bit. I tried to link in a few of the FEYNMAN's finds | |||
with that of the away team. More importantly I tried to bring us | |||
somewhere closer up to 'date' so the ship can actually do something. | |||
If some one would post in the next batch something that indicates | |||
the Shuttle taking off then we'll be up to speed. | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Jason | |||
Commander Tirrin Vorak - XO - USS BURKE<br> | |||
Lieutenant Tarrant L. Koreth - CEO - USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
Potest esse nur unus<br> | |||