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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Krysa strikes again<g></h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 2-6-1996</h4> | |||
<<NRPG>> Okay, okay, so I’m back.... It’s been a boring few days here | |||
frozen like popsicles in Chicago!!!<br> | |||
Stardate: 80206.1609<br> | |||
Scene: Ten-Forword<br> | |||
Something was bothering Krysa. She couldn’t put her finger on it. But | |||
everytime she started to relax, it would hit again. It was like | |||
something really nagging on her mind. But she didn’t know what it was. | |||
For the third time that evening she tried to shake it out of her head, | |||
when she saw Jarren sitting at a table with a pretty young ensign. She | |||
started to smile when she caught his eye. Then it struck her. *Help* | |||
For a minute she was struck dumb, trying to figure out what she was | |||
hearing. It was Jarren, of course and when it finally dawned on her she | |||
realized that that was what had been bothering her all evening. She had | |||
an explosion of a telepathic experience on the Runabout, but since then | |||
her mental powers had been back to normal. Or was that sub-normal, she | |||
thought grimly. She quickly put those negative thoughts out of her head, | |||
knowing that they weren’t healthy. | |||
She excused herself to the crewmen she was talking to and headed over to | |||
Terri’s table. | |||
“Ens. Jarren. I wanted to come over and see how you were doing? The | |||
doctor told me that you really weren’t hurt that terribly and that he | |||
had you up and about in no time. He is a better doctor then I am.” She | |||
said smiling. | |||
Regards, | |||
Lt. Krysa Jenn | |||
**** | |||
NRPG: Now, are you *sure* you need to be rescued<BG> | |||
Kristen | |||
