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-Commodore Robert Steele, Commanding TF ZINDERNEUF<br> | -Commodore Robert Steele, Commanding TF ZINDERNEUF<br> | ||
-Commander Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence, BLUE Fleet<br> | -Commander Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence, BLUE Fleet<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Evil Thoughts</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Kevin Thigpen 8-30-1997</h4> | |||
Stardate: 90831.0256<br> | |||
Scene: FEYNMAN Holodeck<br> | |||
MD:<br> | |||
Loren sat quietly, consuming the information provided by Lt. Cardiff. He, | |||
too, had heard stories told through certain channels of an old FCO who had | |||
remained a Lt. all his career. | |||
He had thought them only rumors, but now right here at this mission | |||
briefing was the rumor, bygone hearsay no more. | |||
As soon as the words time travel were mentioned, Loren immediately felt | |||
the tension in the room seize him. Overlaying the emotions he felt, | |||
though, were those of his own. | |||
The thought of time travel, going back over 40 years, captivated him. For | |||
a split second, Loren's mind turned to thoughts that since yesterday, he | |||
had given up on. But here before him, another opportunity presented | |||
itself, an opportunity to find out who he really was. | |||
Given, 40 years was a bit of overkill, but still, there could be records | |||
of the ship, who knows what else. The merchantman PURUL didn't exist now, | |||
but 40 years ago it might have. | |||
Mentally, Loren shook these disgusting thoughts off. During that split | |||
second, he had actually considered doing the very thing that he had | |||
pledged his life, his career towards not violating. No, he would not | |||
tamper with his own timeline. Besides there would be very little if | |||
anything he could even do about it 40 years in the past. | |||
He kept telling himself this, not even realizing that the thoughts were | |||
there in his mind, and that with time, he might even come to accept doing | |||
the unthinkable. | |||
Across and down the banquet table, Lt.Cmdr. Krysa Jenn was occupied by her | |||
own thoughts as well, but a sidelong glance at the others caused her to | |||
focus her gaze on the young, blond haired counselor at the far end. | |||
Very few people could tell much about a Betazoid by looking at the dark | |||
orbs that served for their eyes, not even Krysa. Not to mention that her | |||
empathic abilities were somewhat below par. Still, she had served as a | |||
counselor aboard the FEYNMAN for some time, while Loren was still at the | |||
academy. She knew things the inexperienced counselor was just beginning | |||
to learn. | |||
She could spot a troubled mind, even at a distance. Right now, to Krysa, | |||
it was pretty obvious that Loren's dark eyes were focused elsewhere, | |||
beyond the little briefing. Mentally, she made a note to mention this | |||
disturbing impression to Loren later, not to mention that the body | |||
language being passed between he and Mary was...interesting to say the | |||
least. | |||
Loren brought himself back to reality after disposing of the thoughts | |||
earlier. Focusing on Cardiff, Loren could sense the waves of hopelessness | |||
emanating from the man. Deep inside burned something, that made him | |||
continue, but outside he portrayed a man tormented and who had given up. | |||
Given up on the things in life that made one believe it worth living. | |||
The FEYNMAN's counselor immediately pegged Cardiff as unusual. If not for | |||
the strange, undefinable fire within him, Loren's professional opinion | |||
would have been that he be retired from Starfleet. | |||
Respectfully submitted,<br> | |||
Kevin Thigpen<br> | |||
Lt(jg) Loren Landers<br> | |||
[NRPG: Perhaps a CNS with his own agenda?] | |||
<nowiki>***********************************************************************</nowiki><br> | |||
"Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so each small<br> | |||
piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry."<br> | |||
---Richard Feynman<br> | |||
Is there evil in the universe?<br> | |||
---Anonymous<br> | |||
<nowiki>***********************************************************************</nowiki><br> | |||
