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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: A Loose String</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Andrew Catterick 6-20-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 80620<br> | |||
MD: 4.2200<br> | |||
Scene: Bridge<br> | |||
Post#39 <br> | |||
Zane sat in the command chair and watched the bridge officers | |||
busily at work. For the first time in days the normal 'feel' seemed to | |||
have once again permeated the ship. The holo-briefing had been a great | |||
success and the news that a cure was possible, nearly probable had swept | |||
through the ship. Zane smiled to himself at the thought. Of course it | |||
wasn't exactly a universal cure to the dreaded plague. It would, in | |||
fact, only be a viable solution for the residents on Ring. But it was a | |||
good start. A damn good one. The medical personnel had assured him that | |||
it would be a substantial foundation to new research that would | |||
undoubtedly grow from here. Perhaps in a few years the Tarellian Plague | |||
will be a thing of the past. | |||
"Captain we are being hailed by the Panarik." the CSO announced, | |||
breaking the Captain from his thoughts. | |||
"On screen." | |||
As the screen flashed from the now familiar view of the Ring a | |||
smiling woman replaced it. | |||
"Principal Kobar! Nice to see you again." Zane said, standing. | |||
"Captain Zane I wanted to thank you personally for returning our | |||
cargo containers we are in your debt." | |||
Zane raised a hand. "Please, I told you, you owe us nothing. I | |||
am happy that we could at least do this for you after our inability to | |||
save your ship. Was any of the equipment damaged?" | |||
"Not at all Captain everything is as it was....." | |||
"But?" Zane prodded hearing a question hanging. | |||
"The food shipment you spoke of? It is still coming?" She asked | |||
expecting to be disappointed. | |||
Zane smiled warmly. "They're loading a cargo ship right now. It | |||
will be there as promised. At no cost." The last added to stall the next | |||
question. | |||
"There is a matter we wish to discuss with you." The wary look | |||
returned. | |||
"Of course. Anything I can do to help I will." | |||
"As you know we can not grow enough food to feed our people. For | |||
100 years we have traded with our neighbours. Our machinery for their | |||
food. Even though we can not trade this year because of the,...uh | |||
accident, we shall not starve due to your kindness....this year. With our | |||
tractor ship destroyed we have no way of conducting our yearly trade in | |||
the years to come." | |||
"You don't have another ship?" Zane asked surprised. | |||
"No. This was our only ship. Our engineers estimate it will take | |||
at least 6 years to construct another. Six years of starvation." | |||
"But as I said, we can loan you one of our tugs. There is no need | |||
to worry about starvation. And if it came to that we would gladly provide | |||
more supplies." | |||
"Again I thank you for your kind offer. But after discussion with | |||
my advisors we have decided that we would like to buy the ship rather than | |||
accept it as a loan." | |||
"It really isn't necessary...." | |||
"For us it is Captain. We are a proud people, fearful..." She | |||
paused. "...fearful of outsiders. It is something we must do." | |||
"Very well. I understand. But I have an alternate proposal for | |||
you. How would you like to build your own ship?" | |||
"You don't want to sell us one of your own?" She asked, the | |||
wariness returning. | |||
"If thats what you want I'm sure it could be arranged." | |||
Starfleet had many old ships that had long since been retired from duty | |||
but would serve admiralably for the Panarik's purposes. "But it strikes | |||
me that a people such as yourself would rather construct it yourself." | |||
"Of course we would but as I told you we do not have the time." | |||
"What I offer is this. When the food supplies come we will also | |||
bring engineers and tools. They will show you how to build your ship in | |||
six months as well as instruct you in the proper care and maintenance. | |||
That way if you ever find yourself in such a situation again you will be | |||
able to rectify it....yourselves." | |||
Kobar thought about the idea for several seconds. "Your proposal | |||
sounds quite interesting Captain but I first must consult my advisors." | |||
She smiled. "But I think the answer will be yes." | |||
"Excellent. I look forward to your reply. FEYNMAN out." | |||
Respectfully,<br> | |||
Andy<br> | |||
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18<br> | |||
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS<br> | |||
-CMDR Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br> | |||