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exchange directors decided to stick Maril with her *just* because he's her | exchange directors decided to stick Maril with her *just* because he's her | ||
brother and one of the few people who understand Tamarian. What a crazy idea. ;) | brother and one of the few people who understand Tamarian. What a crazy idea. ;) | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Nightcap...</h3><h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Joseph Baker 2-7-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 80207.2044<br> | |||
Scene: Ensign Jerran's Quarters, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
It had been two hours since Terri and Jennifer had left the party | |||
together, and during that whole time, they had done nothing but talk | |||
about piloting stories, most of them legends concerning Jerran's starship | |||
models, as he had promised her. Jerran discovered that he had enjoyed | |||
reiterating the stories to her just as much as he had enjoyed learning | |||
them in the first place. | |||
Jennifer took a drink of her tea and said, "Terri? Can I ask you | |||
something kind of personal?" | |||
"Sure," he smiled to her. "What would that be?" | |||
"Well," she said, kind of nervously, "It's just that I've never done it | |||
it before and I was wondering... would you perform a mind meld on me?" | |||
He raised an eyebrow, and his face went to its normal serious visage as | |||
he said, "A mind meld is a very personal thing, indeed, Jennifer. We'll | |||
be sharing things with each other that we may not have shared with anyone | |||
else before." | |||
She looked up into his soft gray eyes, becoming entranced by them and | |||
said, "I can't think of anyone I would rather share my deepest thoughts | |||
with than you." | |||
A thousand thoughts rushed through Jerran's mind at that moment. He had | |||
only performed a mind meld on two other people before, his mother and | |||
Kalani. He knew what kind of a bond it built between the two people, but | |||
also how disurbing it could be if you happen to find something in the | |||
other person's mind that you did not want to find, or vice versa. Then | |||
again, he thought, it would give him an excellent opportunity to search | |||
his own feelings about this relationship. | |||
"Alright," he said softly to her, holding her hand gently as he led her | |||
over to his bed and sat down beside her. "As this is probably your first | |||
telepathic experience, or at least the first that you are probably | |||
conscious of, I will not go as deep as I normally would." | |||
She smiled at him and said, "Good. We have to keep some surprises for later." | |||
In his mind, Jerran went through some of the mental exercises he was | |||
taught for preparing for a mind meld. He then smiled reassuringly at her | |||
and said, "Here we go," as he slowly reached over and put his hand to her | |||
face at the appropriate points on her temple. | |||
Her thoughts and his began to intermingle as he said softly, "My mind to | |||
your mind. My thoughts to your thoughts. Coming together as one..." | |||
<NRPG><br> | |||
I hope yall are having fun at the party <G> | |||
Respectfully Submitted,<br> | |||
Ensign Jerran Terel<br> | |||
FCO, USS FEYNMAN<br> |
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