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 "Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore'"<br>
+<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: You Think Your Night's Going Bad...</h3>
+<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Joseph Baker 6-23-1996</h4>
+SD: 80623.0715 (GMT)<br>
+MD: 5.0010<br>
+As the last of the modifications were made on the NOGURA and a couple
+other shuttles, LTJG Jerran Terel nodded his approval to his flight crew.
+They had done an excellent job getting all of the transporter equipped
+shuttles and the runabout outfitted for their mission in only 50 minutes,
+when most manuals would suggest that sort of prep would take at least
+three hours with a flight crew comperable to that on a Galaxy class
+cruiser or something, and not the modest flight crew of a FEYNMAN class
+destroyer.
+Jerran almost smiled as he watched the group tirelessy assemble in front
+of him to await his orders. "Good work tonight, everyone. You really
+know how to make a CO look good."
+Some light chuckles went through the group as the FCO continued. "I have
+no idea when the med staff will be ready with the compound to inject into
+the ring's ecosystem, so for now, I want you all to just go back to your
+quarters and get some rest. You certainly deserve it. Remember, though.
+We could be heading out at any minute. Dismissed."
+The pilots all filed out of the shuttlebay, Jerran staying behind for a
+short moment to look back at the shuttles before following his crew out.
+As a half Vulcan, he did not feel fatigued as often as a human did, and as
+a pilot, he especially did not feel fatigued when there was an important
+mission at hand. So, he decided to go up to the bridge and check out the
+situation there.
+As he stepped out of the turbolift, he was only mildly surprised to see
+the Captain still at his chair, checking on reports as they appeared on
+the small viewscreen in his armrest. He looked up and gave a small smile
+to his FCO, who nodded to the Andorian pilot at the helm as he passed by
+on his way to sit down at the conspicuously vacant FO seat to the right of
+the captain.
+"How are things going with the shuttles, Lieutenant?" the captain said in
+an almost paternal way.
+"Very well, sir. We finished the necessary modifications in considerably
+less amount of time than we had estimated. I think it had something to do
+with Mr. Austin and his constant stories about a place called Texas. I
+found them most fascinating, as they reminded me a lot of Vulcan, except
+Vulcan does not have a creature he called a longhorn. Some sort of
+grazing cattle, I suppose. Anyway, I sent the group to bed."
+"And so why didn't you follow them, Lieutenant?" the CO said as the pilot
+watched the hypnotic rolling of the ring on the viewscreen.
+"I am a Vulcan, sir," said the pilot, almost as if it were one of the
+planest truths in the universe. "And therefor, I do not need as much
+sleep."
+Zane smiled as he knew the real reason for the pilot's insomnia, "I could
+never sleep before a mission either."
+Jerran chuckled slightly and smiled to his CO. He had only been on the
+FEYNMAN for less than seven months now, but in that short amount of time,
+he had grown to like and respect his CO very much, as with the rest of the
+senior officers he worked with. Of course, his Vulcan pride would never
+allow his Bajoran half to admit such things to anyone, but they probably
+knew anyway, especially Krysa.
+For the past seven months, he had only let his mental guard down around
+her once, but that was enough for her to be able to get a good enough feel
+of him to be able to know what he was feeling just by body language. That
+link they had shared on the runabout so many months ago had long since
+died out. But, he could still feel her pain somewhere in the back of his
+mind in that place where most full blooded Vulcans abandoned a couple
+millenia ago in order to follow the teachings of Surak. Her pain for the
+loss of Kavan brought back memories of his own pain at the loss of his
+fiance, Kalani, right after he graduated from the academy, and the
+subsequent discovery of her child from Jerran's own brother. Krysa's help
+in dealing with Kalani's death was something that Jerran would never be
+able to repay her for, but he did know that once she got back to the ship,
+he would do his best to try and repay the debt.
+The FCO's train of thought was interrupted by CPO t'Jon at the helm as she
+announced, "Captain, I'm picking up a pair of ships coming into the
+system."
+Both Zane and Jerran got up and moved behind the helm's chair as the CO
+said, "Configuration?"
+"Warp signature identifies them as Khelvan class mark IV battlecruisers,"
+said the Andorian as cooly as her blue skin suggested.
+Jerran raised an upswept eyebrow and said, "That's some heavy firepower to
+be just a standard patrol. They usually don't travel in pairs except in
+battlegroups."
+Zane nodded and said, "Unlike Galor class warships, they don't need to
+travel in pairs."
+"I suppose the next question is are they here about the plague, and if so
+how did they find out?"
+"I'm sure I've got a pretty good idea," said the captain, thinking of
+Maril's friend in the Luddite settlement. "For now, though, I guess we
+should act friendly, as we aren't going to be able to take on one of those
+ships, let alone two. Open a hailing frequency."
+"Aye, sir," said the AOPS. "Hailing frequency open."
+"This is Commander Zane, captain of the USS FEYNMAN," the CO said calmly.
+"Might we inquire as to your intentions in this star system?"
+The facial expression of the Cardassian who appeared on the viewscreen
+reminded Jerran of a lematya that was about to pounce on a defenseless
+selyat cub. "I am Gul Katane of the Fifth Order. We both know what we
+are here for, so I suggest that you keep out of our way, or you might find
+yourself accidently sitting in the path of a stray quantum torpedo..."
+<NRPG><br>
+Insert omnious music and cut to comercial :)<br>
+Max: I only made the suggestion that it might be Stio who told the
+Cardassians about the plague. However, there could always be another
+Cardassian spy in the settlement. I left that pretty much open, seeing as
+though he is your NPC ;)
+Andy: Ball's in your court, big guy :)
+Ian: This is a typical day for our valiant crew. You'll get used to it.
+One thing that I am obligated to mention, though, is to never let your
+character get on a shuttle being piloted by Krysa. She used to be a good
+Councelor, and she's getting the hang of this 2O stuff, but she drives
+like an old lady who can't see over the steering wheel ;)
+Kristen: <Innocent smile> We love you :)
+<pre style="font-weight: bold; background-color: #303030; color: #ccc7e1;">
+****************************************************************************
+* jobaker@chuma.cas.usf.edu       *    jbaker@deans2.cas.usf.edu           *
+****************************************************************************
+* Raneov Stefanh e-Annhwi tr'Khnialmnae, CO, HgR Ja'telaih, TOS TREKMUSE   *
+* LTJG Jerran Terel, FCO, USS FEYNMAN, alt.starfleet.rpg                   *
+* ENS Logan Knight, CEO, USS TSUNAMI, alt.starfleet.rpg                    *
+****************************************************************************
+* Joseph W. Baker                                                          *
+* Physics Major, College of Arts and Sciences                              *
+* University of South Florida                                              *
+****************************************************************************
+</pre>
 <h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: The Lesser of Two Evils</h3>
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