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Potest esse nur unus<br>
Potest esse nur unus<br>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: News of an Old Friend</h3>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: News of an Old Friend</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 12-4-1996</h4>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 12-4-1996</h4>
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Potest esse nur unus<br>
Potest esse nur unus<br>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Reunion</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by
Andrew Catterick 12-8-1996</h4>
SD: 81208.1300<br>
MD: 7.1100<br>
Scene: Bridge<br>
"Captain we're reading strange power buildups inside the Reaver
base."
"Can you be more specific?" Zane asked leaning forward in his
seat.
"No sir, interference is too high. Just a power buildup and it
looks like a big one."
The Captain spun around in his seat to face the tactical station.
"What's the status of the Issahi?"
"Fleet wide heavy damage but for the most part they have survived
intact. Remaining Reaver opposition is sporadic and weak. Most of the
Issahi troop carriers reached the asteroid. Estimate 2000 soldiers."
"Captain, I'm receiving a priority call for you, Class I."
Zane stared back in disbelief. They were sitting on the edge of a
huge battle and had an away team on an 'enemy' base in what could easily
be deemed as an act of war. First a new recruit pops into the middle of
it, then the ship receives transfer orders and now Zane was getting a
priority call. His first thought was to tell the officer to 'lose' the
transmission, he had more more important things to worry about. But Class
I? Not a good thing to ignore. "I'll take it in my ready-room." He
gestured towards Maril as he rose from his seat and the two exchanged
smiles of disbelief. Only on the FEYNMAN.
<<<NRPG: Insert Kris' post here>>>
Everyone turned to watch the Captain as he exited his ready room,
each waiting for some clue as to what the message had been about. However
they didn't have time to ponder the question long as a light started
flashing on Krysa's console, "Captain. A small vessel has just left the
Reaver Base."
"What is it?"
"Trying to get a scan on it now," she replied.
"It's the shuttlepod, sir." Said Jerran incredulously.
"Confirmed," said Jenn, as though there could have been any doubt that
Jerran would recognize the shuttlepod's signature. "Sir, it's heading
away from the base at it's top speed. And away from us."
They all turned to the Captain to await his next orders.
"Lifeforms?" Maril asked.
"Still too much interference. The power fluctuations on the base
are off the dial. Showing internal explosions. Some of the Issahi
landing craft are departing."
"Looks like the Issai accomplished their mission." But what about
the away team was the unasked question, everyone hoping that they would
be the shuttle occupants. "Helm intercept the shuttle."
"Aye sir." Jerran replied as he entered the necessary commands
into his board. Seconds later the result was almost anticlimatic as the
ship received the calm voice of her CEO.
[Tarrant to FEYNMAN...]
"Mr. Koreth," Zane replied with a smile. "Your timing is as
impeccable as always."
[Well we had some motivation sir.]
"I can see that. Your motivation should totally engulf the base
in about 45 more seconds. Mission results?"
[Shuttle recovered, computer files eradicated and one new CNS
found. The pilot didn't make it. We will dock with you in 36 seconds.]
There was a slight pause. [We witnessed some very interesting things.]
"Good work to you and your team Lieutenant. I look forward to
reading your reports. Please pass along my welcome to Ensign Landers.
FEYNMAN out."
"Captain the Issahi fleet is warping out. The asteroid has only a
few seconds left." The TAC announced.
"Mr. Jerran the second the away team lands...."
"Like a bat out of hell sir." The FCO replied with a smile.
"Thank you Mr. Jerran." Zane sat back in his chair, the pride in
his team beginning to wash over him.
<<<NRPG>>>
Hi all! Yep still out there.
Looks like this is the winding down point. All we've got left now is to
drop of the diplomatic team staying behind on Issahi and return the Tear
of the prophet and then broach the idea of letting us keep it. Its up to
you all as to how indepth you'd like to go into that before we head back
to EPSILON. I'm fairly easy either way. But as long as it is not
prolonged overmuch. I'd like to be back in port this time next week at
the latest so we can figure out what will happen over the holidays...
...which brings me to the question, what is your availability like over
the holidays? Please let me know if you have access or not over Xmas and
if not for how long you'll be out. The sooner the better as this will
reflect on our next mission. If enough of you won't have access we may
have a mini-adventure with out the ship or something along those lines.
Respectfully,<br>
Andy<br>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: We Have More to Discuss</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 12-9-1996</h4>
Stardate: 81209.1039<br>
Scene: Bridge<br>
MD: 7.1115<br>
<i>They all turned to the Captain to await his next orders.
"Lifeforms?" Maril asked.
"Still too much interference. The power fluctuations on the base are off
the dial. Showing internal explosions. Some of the Issahi landing craft
are departing."
"Looks like the Issai accomplished their mission." But what about the
away team was the unasked question, everyone hoping that they would be the
shuttle occupants. "Helm intercept the shuttle."
"Aye sir." Jerran replied as he entered the necessary commands into his
board. Seconds later the result was almost anti-climatic as the ship
received the calm voice of her CEO.
[Tarrant to FEYNMAN...]
"Mr. Koreth," Zane replied with a smile. "Your timing is as impeccable
as always."</i>
"Sir," cried Jenn. "That signal is not coming from the shuttlepod."
"Are you sure?" Zane asked, "Mr. Koreth, where are you!"
[Lifepod, sir.]
Zane moved quickly down to stand behind Krysa who was frantically searching
for Lifepods. "Got 'em!" she cried triumphantly. "Four for sure.. wait I
think that's another one."
"Mr. Jerran abandon the pod and get those lifeboats! That base will be
engulfed in about 45 more seconds."
As Jerran maneuvered the FEYNMAN toward the lifepods and tractored them
in, Koreth filled the Captain in on their mission.
[We lost the Shuttlepod, but found one new CNS and we were able to
eradicate the computer files. The pilot that came with Ensign Landers
didn't make it.] There was a slight pause. [We witnessed some very
interesting things.]
<i>"Good work to you and your team lieutenant. I look forward to reading
your reports. Please pass along my welcome to Ensign Landers. FEYNMAN
out."
"Captain the Issahi fleet is warping out. The asteroid has only a few
seconds left." The TAC announced.
"Mr. Jerran the second you have all the lifepods...."
"Like a bat out of hell sir." The FCO replied with a smile.
"Thank you Mr. Jerran." Zane sat back in his chair, the pride in his team
beginning to wash over him.</i>
***
MD: 7.1300
"Sir, we are being hailed by First Counsel Krazich." Said Jenn as Lt.
Jerran settled the FEYNMAN into orbit.
"Put him on, Lt."
The Saurians face filled the screen. Martin Ross could be seen standing a
short distance behind him. [Captain Zane. We have unfinished business.]
"Yes we do, First Counsel. I request that we meet to discuss it. Perhaps on
the FEYNMAN this time."
[That will be acceptable. I will beam up in one of your hours.]
Krysa noted the tension coming from Mr. Ross. However, that was nothing new
coming from the human man who had lived with these Saurians all his life.
"I look forward to it." Zane said diplomatically. As the screen faded, he
turned to Jerran, "Mr. Jerran, I would like you to be there when they
arrive, with the Tear. Do you think you can be on your best behavior?"
Regards,<br>
Lt. Krysa Jenn<br>
***<br>
NRPG: Just made some minor changes to Andy's post. You all know how I hate<br>
to throw out anything :} Hope this works for everyone ..<br>
Kristen<br>
--<br>
Kristen & Scott Gant<br>
http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/gant.htm<br>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: A Firm Maybe</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by
Andrew Catterick 12-11-1996</h4>
SD: 81211.0930<br>
MD: 7.1500<br>
Scene: Observation Lounge<br>
<i>
"Is this a threat, Captain?"
"No, sir. I am just stating that I do not think that I could send in a
recommendation to the Federation Council for a planet which deliberately
harbors such a device, which if unintentionally allowed to fall into enemy
hands could be perverted into a most devestating weapon. In the hands of
the Reavers, this Orb could be more dangerous to the galaxy than either
the Borg or the Dominion ever were. And, if those two factions, not to
mention the Romulans, the Cardassians, the Klingons, Tholians, or a long
list of other interstellar villains ever got wind of this, there would be
no stopping them. So, sir. Again, I avail upon your wisdom as the most
benevolant ruler of Issah to consider our request and our reasoning in
this matter."
</i>
The First Minister remained quiet for a few moments, deep in
thought, before answering. "I would very much like to return it to you
Captain. But it is not my decision, it is the decision of the Issahi
people."
"The people you lead, the ones you speak for." Zane replied.
"Captain do you know what would happen to me if I returned this to
you right now. The people would throw me out of office. They might even
condemn me as a traitor." He stood from his seat and moved towards one of
the rooms windows to look down on his world. "We have just won a
tremendous victory both physically and spiritually. My commanders and I
know how your technology made it possible. Without your help we would
certainly have been defeated. But all the people will see was brave
Issahi warriors overrunning an enemy base while a Federation warship
watched in relative safety. We died and you did nothing."
Krazich raised a claw to forestall Jerran's angry rebuke. "It is
all perception true, but that is politics and if I am to remain in power
it is a game I must play. And if you want an ally then your only hope is
that I remain in power."
"I understand what you are saying First Minister but do you
understand what is at stake? Refusing us the Tear could hold up debate in
the Federation Council for months. If you are to survive you need our
help now."
"That is true but you are in the same position. If you do not
help us then you will not survive either. It may take some time but the
Reavers will come for you. We must make a stand here or else fall divided.
Tell that to your council." Krazich smiled at the Captain, knowing he had
won this round. "But I am afraid I must leave you now. The heroes of the
battle must be welcomed home."
Zane and Jerran stood. "Lieutenant return to you post. Once the
First Council has beamed down break orbit and head for EPSILON warp 8."
"Aye sir." Jerran turned to Krazich. "Peace and long life sir."
"And to you Lieutenant. Thank you for everything you have done."
<nowiki>______________________________</nowiki><br>
Scene: Transporter Room<br>
"Don't worry captain, your Bajorans will soon have their tear and
its secrets will remain with me. Its power will not be abused."
"Energize." As Zane watched Krazich faded into nothingness and a
chill ran up his spine. He did not believe him.
<<<NRPG>>>
And so comes the end of an interesting mission. Thanks to all of you for
your usual great writing and ideas as well as your patience with my
periodic posting (I hope I win the lottery tonight).
For now we're on our way home so we'll have a couple of days to interact
and unwind as well as allowing our characters to meet the new CNS as well
as reflect on this past mission.
Can you please forward along any mission ideas and briefing scenarios so
Mike and I can get the ball rolling on our next adventure.
Kevin: We come up with missions by having the crew submit ideas to me. I
add comments and ideas and then forward it along to Mike Dawe (CINCSILVER)
who then formulates a mission based on our suggestions, whats going on in
the fleet and his own ideas.
Also, we have a tradition on the FEYNMAN to hold our pre-mission
briefing on the holodeck in some exotic locale. So far, venues have
included, the Great Pyramid, Ancient Rome and an underwater cavern. So if
you have an idea please submit it as well....this is a first come first
served thing.
I think all of you have let me know your availabilty over the
holidays and only one of you will be away for any great length of time so
we should have no problems with a standard mission
Any questions/problems/dilemmas let me know.
Respectfully,<br>
Andy<br>
-Captain Zane, Commanding Officer, USS FEYNMAN<br>
-Commander Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br>
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