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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Robbing From the Rich</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 8-25-1997</h4> | |||
Stardate: 90825.1833<br> | |||
Scene: Corridor to the holodeck<br> | |||
Krysa walked with great ceremony through the corridor, nodding to those | |||
'peasants' who passed by. This was indeed one of the best constumes yet, | |||
she thought as she smoothed the velvet greet brocade. Course the corset | |||
wasn't the most comfortable, but she had to admit it did make her look | |||
stunning. So all in all it was certainly worth it. | |||
She stepped in front of the holodeck, and watched as the door opened to a | |||
lovely grassy road. Situated just in front of her was a carriage drawn by a | |||
decorated white horse. "Milady Krysa," a handsome young squire stepped to | |||
the door of the carriage opening it for her. "The nobles await you at the | |||
castle." | |||
Krysa grinned, "Do they indeed. Then lets not keep the handsome gents | |||
waiting." She took his hand and pulled up her heavy skirts just enough to | |||
keep from stepping on them as she entered the carriage. | |||
She 'oohed' happily at the soft padded interior, "This is indeed lovely!" | |||
She turned to the squire shutting the door to thank him, when an arrow shot | |||
out, shooting the squires hat right off his head. The man put his hand to | |||
his head and then promptly fell over in a dead faint. Krysa watched with | |||
wide eyes as the man hit the floor. | |||
Suddenly a man dressed in forest green tights and another dressed in church | |||
robes stepped out of the forest, "Hand over your gold, milady." | |||
Krysa's eyes narrowed, that voice was familiar. "What is the meaning of this!" | |||
"There are people in need of your gold, milady. Surely you wouldn't without | |||
food from the mouths of starving farmers." The man drew nearer, and a smile | |||
landed on Krysa's face. "Why you must be that rogue, Robin Hood." | |||
Jerran grinned, taking his hat from his head and bowing low, "At your | |||
service fair lady." | |||
"You know I don't think the Sheriff would be very happy to see you robbing | |||
my carriage." | |||
"Oh," Jerran said, "And is the Sheriff a personal friend of yours?" | |||
"Indeed," Krysa said. "And I think you should hurry on your merry way | |||
before he comes along and arrests you." | |||
"He couldn't catch me." the would be Robin Hood boasted. "And to prove it, | |||
I think I'll take the whole carriage. Certainly he couldn't miss a missing | |||
carriage?" | |||
"Have it your way," Krysa said sitting back in the carriage. | |||
"But Master Robin .. we *can't* take an entire carriage!" The rotund friar | |||
said. | |||
"Why not," Jerran asked. "Climb aboard my good man." He stuck his head in | |||
the window of the carriage and whispered to Krysa, "I hope the horse knows | |||
where he's going." | |||
Krysa giggled, "I've confidence in you Lieutenant." | |||
"You realize you're my prisoner now," he added with a grin before swinging | |||
up onto the drivers seat of the carriage. | |||
Regards,<br> | |||
Lt. Commander Krysa Jenn<br> | |||
OPS/2O, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
*** | |||
NRPG: Well, we're on our way .. but what awaits our intrepid Rogue and his | |||
fair prisoner .. or what chases them ?? | |||
Kris | |||
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Kristen & Scott Gant<br> | |||
http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/gant.htm<br> | |||
