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 Charles Jencks<br>
 Ensign Krazny Oktyabr, CNS, USS FEYNMAN<br>
+<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: What Am I Going to Do</h3>
+<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 4-21-1996</h4>
+Stardate: 80421<br>
+Scene: Ambassador Jenn’s quarters<br>
+MD: 7.1100<br>
+“These will be wonderful, dear.” said her mother, “Please stop being so
+nervous.”
+“I’m not nervous, mom, honest...”
+Baris shook her head, knowing Krysa better then that. Krysa and her
+mother were alone as the rest of them had headed were in the Grall’s
+room making new plans, as they old one’s had to be changed now that they
+were headed for Earth. The Ambassador was contacting the Betazed
+Embassy to make plans to hold the wedding there as soon as they arrived.
+“He’s a nice young man, Krysa. And he did wait for you.”
+“You don’t have to talk me into this, I already said I’d do it.”
+Baris sat down and motioned for Krysa to sit beside her. “Listen, this
+is something your father firmly believes is the right thing. I know you
+haven’t always agreed.”
+“I’ve grown up.”
+“Yes, you have...” At that moment the Ambassador, Waston and the Grall’s
+walked in.
+“We have decided to go to the 10-forward, on this ship. Will you join
+us?” Said the Ambassador.
+“I will, my dear.” said Baris smiling and walking over to her husband.
+“Where is Kavan?”
+“He is in his room. He decided not to join us.” his mother told her.
+“Then I think I’ll go speak with him.” Krysa told them.
+Sallie Grall nodded, smiling. “I’m sure he’d like that. He’s really been
+looking forward to this.”
+They all turned to go, but Krysa pulled Waston aside briefly. “Was,
+where’s Jeri?”
+“She’s on the outs with father right now, so I really don’t know.”
+Krysa rolled her eyes. “Oh dear, what now?”
+“It’s the same old story, Krysa.” Was told her, “Jeri wanted to leave
+that school and father said ‘no.’ She left anyway... we don’t know where
+she went.”
+“Has she said anything to you?”
+“Are you kidding, she wouldn’t tell me anything. She still thinks I’m
+fathers spy.”
+“Well, you were... for a long time.” Krysa smiled, then her smile faded.
+“It surprises me that I haven’t heard from her.”
+“I think she’s upset that you’re giving in now.”
+“I am not giving in!”
+“Come on, Krysa. You’re going to marry Kavan.”
+“That doesn’t mean I’m giving in. I just have some respect for our
+culture.” she smiled, “Besides, he seems very nice.”
+“Yes, but remember he’s father’s choice, not yours.” With that Waston
+Jenn turned to follow his parents. Neither he nor her sister would ever
+understand her decision. She had known that when she made it. Krysa
+sighed and headed to Kavan’s room.
+Scene: Kavan’s Room
+Krysa stood in front of the door for a while before she could bring
+herself to hit the door chime. An ensign came down the hall giving her a
+strange look, which prompted her to finally hit the chime. She heard the
+deep voice call, “Come in.”
+The door slid open and Kavan walked over to greet her, a smile on his
+face. He stared at the woman in front of him, as the door slid closed
+behind her. He smiled, “I’m glad you came.” He wasn’t a tall man, only
+measuring a few inches taller then Krysa. He took a step toward her and
+reached out to gently to take her hand. “You look beautiful. Even more
+beautiful then I remembered.”
+Krysa blushed. “I’ve had a few years to grow up.” she said. He chuckled,
+as he led her over to take a seat on the couch. <nowiki>*He has a pleasant
+laugh,* she thought.</nowiki>
+“Yes, you did make me wait a few years, didn’t you.” his eyes were
+smiling. She could tell that it didn’t bother him at all, and was a
+little surprised at that.
+“Yes, I suppose I did.” she said.
+Then Krysa got serious. She had made a promise to the Commander to find
+out what their plans would be. “Kavan, we need to make some plans for
+the future.”
+“I know.” He said looking at her, “You like it here, don’t you?”
+“Yes, very much so.” She set her chin, knowing she had to be honest. “I
+don’t want to leave.” The she paused, thoughtfully, “But I don’t even
+know what you do or where your life is?”
+“What I do?” Kavan laughed, “Well, if you ask my father, he’ll tell you
+that I don’t do much of anything. But in actuality, I am a writer.”
+“Really? What do you write?” asked Krysa.
+“Poetry, short stories... I’m even in the middle of my first novel. But
+I have yet to be published. Therefore, it’s not a real job, according to
+my father.”
+“I’d like to read some of your writing?”
+“I’d like that. I even wrote one for you. I’ll get it for you later,” He
+said obviously pleased by her interest. “but in the meantime, you asked
+about our future. Krysa, I am not tied to any one place. I can write
+anywhere... And I think I would very much like to travel the stars with
+you.”
+Krysa felt a broad grin cross her face, “I would like that as well.”
+“Can I ask you a question, though?”
+“Sure,” Krysa said. After all it was only fair, so far she had been
+asking all the questions.
+“Why do you want to do this now, when you were so adamantly opposed to
+it, before?”
+Krysa smiled. “Well, that was 10 years ago. I was much younger then.”
+“I know, but it was more then that. You grew up on Earth. I’m sure none
+of your friends were going to be getting married. Especially to someone
+they had never met.”
+“No,” said Krysa, “that’s quite right.” She looked at the man. Not sure
+whether she should tell him the truth or not. However, in the end, her
+honesty won out. Kavan had a kind face, and if she was truly going to
+spend her life with him, it wouldn’t do to start out with lies and
+half-truths.
+“It’s actually a bargain I made with my father. We argued and argued
+that week that you and your parents spent with us on Earth.”
+“Yes, I remember,” he said smiling at the memory of the young girl
+stomping around, showing her displeasure.
+“You must have thought I was a spoiled brat.” sighed Krysa.
+“Yes,” he chuckled, “I suppose I did. But I also understood.”
+Krysa nodded, and continued to tell him of the bargain a young girl had
+made with her father.
+“I find it hard to believe you never found anyone else?”
+“I never really looked. I was to busy finishing school and getting on
+with my own career.” Krysa looked at him more serious now. “So why did
+you wait for me?”
+“Honestly, cause I knew you were the right one. I’ve felt it since we
+met. Don’t you remember that very first day I arrived?”
+“I do,” she said looking down. She and her parents had gone to the
+shuttle port to pick them up. She had heard her name being called, but
+whenever she would turn around to see who was calling here, there was no
+one there. It had been Kavan calling to her, though he hadn’t been aware
+that he was doing it, not until he saw her. And her mind had responded,
+though she hadn’t been aware of the response. Standing there looking at
+each other they had each realized what was going on. Kavan had tried to
+talk to her about it later, but she was so wrapped up in her arguments
+with her father, she hadn’t spent any time with him.
+“Krysa, I’ve never been able to contact anyone like that. Not before,
+and not since.” He said, “I was astounded. I knew it meant great things
+for us.”
+“I’m sure my father has told you about my accident though.” she said
+sadly. “I am no longer telepathic. There hasn’t been anything since
+you’ve arrived now.”
+“No, but that doesn’t change the fact that we once had a connection. I
+think we could have it again.” He held her hand tightly in his. “Even if
+we never did again, it wouldn’t matter to me. I still believe we belong
+together.”
+Krysa wasn’t sure she could believe him. The loss of her telepathy still
+bothered her after all these years. She had a hard time believing it
+wouldn’t bother him. Though she could sense no deception on his part.
+She suddenly began to feel uncomfortable. Her feelings were a jumble,
+and she was having a hard time sorting them out. “I... I have to go,
+Kavan. I must report to the captain, and ... We’ll see each other soon.”
+With that she fled the room and quickly headed to a turbolift, not quite
+sure where she was headed.
+Scene: Counselor’s office
+MD: 1500
+After spending time wondering the ship, Krysa found herself in front of
+Ens. Krazny’s office. She absently hit the chime, and entered when she
+heard him call.
+“Lt. Jenn,” he said smiling, “Is there something I can do for you?”
+Krysa took a seat on his couch before answering. “You are part
+Betazoid, do you believe in genetic bonding?”
+"So you're getting married?" he said, “That’s the announcement you’re
+supposed to make at this evening’s reception.”
+Krysa nodded miserably.
+“You’re not happy?”
+“I don’t know. He’s a really nice guy, and I guess he’s right, we do...
+did have a connection. And I need to be responsible...” Krysa paused
+looking at the counselor, “The worst thing is that I can’t seem to put
+my feelings in order.”
+“Alright, Lt. Why don’t you tell me from the beginning...”
+Krysa began telling the counselor about meeting Kavan, about her
+father’s bargain, and about her accident. “I know I’ve never really come
+to terms with the accident. I know the classics signs... I am still a
+Counselor at heart, I guess.”
+“You can’t always help yourself though.”
+Krysa nodded, “I know. The bottom line is that now I have to decide what
+I’m doing?”
+Regards,<br>
+Lt. Krysa Jenn.<br>
+****<br>
+NRPG: Gee guys, sorry it’s so long... I just got started and couldn’t
+stop!! And I still need to write something during the reception... I’ll
+do that tomorrow I think. In the meantime, the rest of you should feel
+free to go ahead and start the reception.... Krysa might be late.. but
+everyone else will be on time and you can interact with them.
+Charles... if you don’t about Krysa’s accident, it is in her bio, I
+could send it to you if you don’t have it. Everything else should have
+been in one of my recent posts. Feel free to give Krysa your opinions
+and professional advice :)
+Kristen

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