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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Away Team. CIC-Moonbase</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by
Andrew Catterick 1-30-1996</h4>
SD:80130.0930<br>
MD:1.1430<br>
Scene: Command Centre, Moonbase<br>
Zane and the historian, Ensign McGivers entered the last
unexplored room on the level. The entrance way was somewhat removed
from the others and, unlike everywhere else they had been, was preceded by
a 20 foot corridor that was exposed to the moon rock. As they entered
the differences continued.
Zane slowly turned to look at all the equipment. "Ensign, this
is much different than everything else we have seen thus far. Suggestions?"
"I have come across this technology before. It is definitly not
the same as the rest of the moonbase."
"Do you know whose it may be?" Zane asked.
"I could not say which race, specifically, but it is difinitly an
offshoot of a larger 'parent' civilization, the Briglen." McGivers
replied as she scanned her tricoder over any writing she could find.
"The Briglen? I'm not sure I ever heard of them." Zane asked as
he went from display screen to display screen trying to decipher what he
was seeing.
"The Briglenian League existed about 500,000 to 600,000 years ago
and at its highpoint is believed to have been about half the size of the
Federation. We don't know if they died out, were conquered, assimilated
by other cultures or even if they still exist. Unfortunately we have
never discovered a Briglen world. We have found numerous outposts and
observatories such as this one and from there have been able to determine
the rest."
Zane was a little confused. "Are you saying this room is all
they built here? Why?"
"Yes, it seemed the Briglen were explorers much as ourselves.
Like us when they found an inhabited planet below a certain level
they would set up a covert base to monitor it. We have found bases of
this nature throughout the Federation, and the Romulan and Klingon Empires."
"So whoever built this moonbase was being quietly watched by the
Briglen and they happened to stumble across this room. Ensign, the
equipment in this base can't be anymore than 1000 to 1500 years old."
"Yes sir it is a miraculous find." McGiver's replied enthusiastically.
"Well then, are we able to decipher their writings?"
"I believe so sir. If you could just access the computer from
that workstation there I will feed a translation program into the
mainframe here."
Zane sat where he was directed and stared at the screen for a few
seconds. Deciding that the middle box on the screen was the proper one.
He touched it lightly with his finger. Nothing. Undaunted he tried
another and was met with the same fate. A few more tries. "Uh, Ensign..."
"Oh sorry sir." McGivers replied smiling "You have to use those
buttons in front of you, the keyboard, until I feed the program in.
After that we can hook the tricorder right into it and use it as an
interface."
Zane looked down, cracking his knuckles. "Keyboard. How quaint."
<<<NRPG>>>
Nogura: I hope you two didn't take the runabout out there just to
wreck it. Weren't you on a surveying mission trying to chase
down something interesting. You better find something good
to help explain all the damage you've done.<BEG>
Away Team:Enjoying our excursion. Loved the virus idea. The Andromeda
Strain of the 24th century!
FEYNMAN:Ominous forboding!
respectfully submitted,
LT.CMDR Zane
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