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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: The Lesser of Two Evils</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Andrew Catterick 6-23-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 80623.1800<br> | |||
MD: 5.0100<br> | |||
Scene: Bridge<br> | |||
Post#44<br> | |||
> "This is Commander Zane, captain of the USS FEYNMAN," the CO said calmly.<br> | |||
> "Might we inquire as to your intentions in this star system?"<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> The facial expression of the Cardassian who appeared on the<br> | |||
>viewscreen reminded Jerran of a lematya that was about to pounce on a<br> | |||
>defenseless selyat cub. "I am Gul Katane of the Fifth Order. We both<br> | |||
>know what we are here for, so I suggest that you keep out of our way, or<br> | |||
>you might find yourself accidentally sitting in the path of a stray<br> | |||
>quantum torpedo..."<br> | |||
Zane stood and moved closer to the viewscreen. "You'll find that | |||
I do not respond well to threats Gul Katane." | |||
[Perhaps, but I really fail to see what harm your *ship* could | |||
possibly do to the two warships I command. I suggest you consider my | |||
*advice* very carefully. I will not issue it again.] | |||
"And I suggest you consider the fact that we are much closer to | |||
home than you are as well as the fact that as soon as our sensors showed | |||
you approaching we alerted the two starships patrolling this sector." He | |||
bluffed. "And rest assured that in any hostilities that may occur you | |||
will find us formidable opponents." | |||
Katane stared across the viewscreen at Zane for a few moments | |||
before his face broke out into a sly grin. [And now that we have indulged | |||
our egos in the requisite posturing and saber rattling I suggest we get | |||
down to business.] | |||
Zane was a little taken aback, although even with the little | |||
experience he had dealing with Cardassians he knew they were unpredictable | |||
as the smiling Katane and just proven. "Which is?" | |||
[Why the cure to the Tarellian Plague of course.] | |||
"The plague?" Zane asked innocently more to buy time to further | |||
appraise Katane then to fool him. | |||
The Cardassian laughed. [Come now Commander! That not only | |||
insults my intelligence but yours as well. Of course our operative in the | |||
Luddite community has informed us of the plague and even if he hadn't | |||
Federation security really isn't what it used to be.] Another smug | |||
Cardassian smile. [There is little time left so I suggest we get to the | |||
heart of the matter. You are on the verge of a cure and we have been | |||
dispatched to aid you in finding it.] | |||
"That seems very...generous for the Cardassian government but why | |||
would we want your help. If we are close to a cure why would we want or | |||
even need your help?" | |||
Katane sighed. [I had hoped you would be more reasonable | |||
Commander. Let me be clear. For us to allow the Federation to be the | |||
sole keeper of the cure to the most vile disease in history would be | |||
criminal. Therefore to protect the balance of power that already exists | |||
between our two governments we *will* give our help. If you do not accept | |||
it is tantamount to a declaration of war. Come now Commander where is | |||
this spirit of goodwill and cooperation your diplomats are always | |||
preaching. I am offering assistance nothing more. But I will accept | |||
nothing less.] | |||
Zane considered the Gul's words. He was confident that they would | |||
develop the cure soon but with Cardassian help the process could be | |||
conceivably sped up saving countless lives. And perhaps of greater | |||
concern, Katane was entirely correct. For one government to control the | |||
cure was inherently dangerous. Of course the Federation would not keep it | |||
a secret and would undoubtedly share it with the other powers, he thought. | |||
So why not now? He made his decision. Turning to face the security | |||
station he was unsurprised to see that Sr'qwon and Koreth had come to the | |||
bridge as soon as they had been notified of the warships. "Mr. Sr'qwon | |||
access the medical databases and send all the information we have on the | |||
plague to the lead vessel." | |||
"But Captain..." A raised eyebrow from Zane was enough to let her | |||
no there would be no discussion. "Aye sir, transmitting now." | |||
[Thank-you Commander. Please prepare to receive our medical | |||
files. Do we have permission to transport down to your medical sites | |||
to further aid in the investigation?] | |||
"Granted. Give me 10 minutes to brief them of your arrival. My | |||
executive officer, Commander Onta Maril, will be in command of the | |||
compound, including your officers." | |||
Katane looked like he would argue the point but then decided to | |||
concede the matter. [Agreed.] | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Max: Incoming! Play nice. | |||
All: Bad news. Unfortunately, I received an NRPG from Andrew N this | |||
morning. RL pressures are high and he will not be able to retain his | |||
position aboard the FEYNMAN. As of now the CSO is a NPC position and | |||
please remove Andrew from your mailing lists..... | |||
Andrew: Good luck with school and I hope that when the time constraints | |||
lessen you are able to return. | |||
Respectfully,<br> | |||
Andy<br> | |||
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18<br> | |||
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS<br> | |||
-CMDR Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br> |
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