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The sun has met the sea, | The sun has met the sea,<br> | ||
Commander Onta Maril, | Commander Onta Maril,<br> | ||
First Officer, USS Feynman, | First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | ||
aka Max Felsher | aka Max Felsher<br> | ||
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Tune in next time as Maril figures out just how | Tune in next time as Maril figures out just how | ||
smart this computer is. <g> | smart this computer is. <g> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Think And You Shall Find</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Melanie Pocknall 3-30-1997</h4> | |||
NRPG: My apologies if people get this twice but my computer says that it | |||
didn't send the first time. | |||
SD: 90330.0342<br> | |||
MD: 5.1300<br> | |||
The room into which Lt(jg) Jazz Aidonis stepped was not the computer centre. | |||
Although that what she had thought about, it appeared that the transporter | |||
had taken them to a supply room of some kind, which may have been used to | |||
make the computers. There were a few workbenches along the walls which gave | |||
no hint as to what they had been used for. It appeared that the transporter | |||
had not trusted them after all. | |||
<nowiki>---------</nowiki><br> | |||
MD: 6.0500<br> | |||
Meleah's team had explored for hours, and now they were all catching up on | |||
some needed sleep. Only Meleah was awake. Although deductive reasoning was | |||
not her strength, nor was intuition, she was beginning to formulate a | |||
hypothesis about what had been happening. The team had not been able to | |||
access what they had considered the vital points of the base. This | |||
indicated that either the Husnock had put locks on them or something was | |||
controlling where they were going. And as someone once said, "Once you | |||
eliminate the impossible, whatever is left, however unlikely, is possible." | |||
No life signs had registered when they were scanning the base, and they had | |||
not encountered anyone on their explorations. There was the possibility of | |||
locks but why then did the other base not have them. This pointed to the | |||
base being very important in Husnock terms. A third unlikely idea, which | |||
did have some rare precedence, was that the base was controlling the | |||
transporters by some method. But that would require the base to be almost | |||
sentient. However, it *was* a possibility. | |||
Two hours later, the rest of the team began to wake up. When everyone was | |||
awake, they wound their way through the maze of rooms and intrabase | |||
transport hubs. At about 0800 hours they were very much disillusioned with | |||
what they were finding. One of the engineers commented that they were not | |||
seeing much of the Husnock's reputed technology, to which the other retorted | |||
back something not entirely complimentary. Fortunately they were both too | |||
dedicated to their work to start bickering while on duty. | |||
The first engineer decided to try for the command centre again. He had | |||
tried it several times before but with no success, so he was as astonished | |||
as everyone else when they all ended up in the command centre. Well, at | |||
least they thought it was the command centre but they weren't quite sure | |||
until they started projecting thoughts about what they thought they might | |||
find there, and objects began appearing around the room. There were many | |||
consoles with brightly coloured lights, and a large viewscreen that was | |||
presently blank. The team spread out and examined absolutely everything, | |||
leaving nothing untouched. It was interesting that no-one stopped to think | |||
why they were suddenly allowed access to a vital centre of the base. | |||
Meleah was the one who discovered how the viewscreen worked. One minute she | |||
was fiddling with the nearest control panel, absently wondering if that was | |||
the control to operate the viewscreen when a message appeared on a small | |||
screen above the controls. It simply said "Yes." Anyone else would have | |||
been startled but Meleah was only mildy surprised. The odds of the base | |||
actually being alive, she had calculated a few hours before, had been | |||
9374662-1. It now seemed that the odds were even less. How else would it | |||
have known what she was thinking? Especially since in that brief second | |||
that she had thought the thought, she was also thinking about close to one | |||
hundred different things. As humans would say in a similar situation, 'It | |||
was spooky.' | |||
Using this newfound interactive technology, Meleah was able to quickly find | |||
the correct controls and activate the viewscreen. It immediately filled | |||
with the stars directly in front of the base. Appearing in the top | |||
right-hand corner was the FEYNMAN. | |||
Chief Pomeroy also worked out at that moment, that he could interact with | |||
the computers. He let out an exclamation at this finding, causing everyone | |||
else to turn around to see what was wrong. | |||
In response to their inquiring looks, he said, "It talked to me!" | |||
Immediately, the engineers were over at his computer examining it. "What | |||
did it do precisely?" | |||
"I sort of thought, don't you do anything but list the files? How come I | |||
can't access them? And then, on the screen, it said 'because you haven't | |||
been given clearance'." | |||
"Husnock's had a completely different language to us. How does it know | |||
Federation standard?" asked the youngest scientist, Chief Brianna Rowan. | |||
Meleah's mind had already been analyzing that question. "Perhaps it has | |||
been studying the way in which we speak. After all, it can understand where | |||
we want to go using pictures, so perhaps it has learnt from us how to | |||
communicate with us." | |||
"But that would mean that the base was alive, wouldn't it," asked the | |||
cynical engineer. | |||
"Yes. It would," replied Meleah. | |||
<nowiki>--------</nowiki><br> | |||
NRPG:<br> | |||
Roughly the same time that the base spoke to Maril, Meleah's team discovers | |||
a new way to communicate with the base. The base wouldn't have known | |||
Federation standard before the team arrived, would it? | |||
Sincerely yours,<br> | |||
Lt Meleah, CSciO, USS FEYNMAN, Silver Fleet.<br> | |||
Melanie.<br> | |||