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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: I Can Give You the World (Cont.)</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Andrew Catterick 8-30-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 80830.1700<br> | |||
Scene: Corridor<br> | |||
MD: 7.1305<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> She stopped, immediately feeling the pain beginning to go away. She was glad<br> | |||
> that the error they had made was coming in handy. She looked around the<br> | |||
> corridor briefly then turned her eyes back to Zane's. Her voice dropped to<br> | |||
> barely a whisper, "I know your secret wish, and I can make it come true."<br> | |||
> She moved closer to him. "I can make her into anything you want. All it<br> | |||
> takes is the right thought planted in the right place."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> She reached out and lightly touched his face, "All you have do is give me<br> | |||
> what I want, and it's all yours. Not a the fake .. but the real thing."<br> | |||
Zane stood silently staring at the imposter not knowing what to | |||
say. The decision he faced...but one thing was clear. "If you can read | |||
my thoughts then you know I'd never agree to such...persuasion." | |||
"But you want to." Dee replied firmly. | |||
"I would never agree to it." He reaffrimed, stronger this time. | |||
"You Starfleet are all alike, high moral fibre and all the usual | |||
propaganda. Think of what your passing up." | |||
Zane ignored the subject. "How can you help her." | |||
"Its much easier to do than explain." She smiled. | |||
"Not good enough. Try." | |||
"Its going to have to be. I can't explain it I just do it. And | |||
if I don't do it soon it won't matter. There'll be no saving her." | |||
"You won't let that happen you'd be facing murder charges." | |||
"Based on what? Your word!" She laughed. "Sure your a Starfleet | |||
Captain but you still need real, physical proof and you don't have it and | |||
can't possibly find it." | |||
"I'm sure Dr. Glin'kharr would be able to find what powers you | |||
have and...." | |||
"And by then Krsya would be gone, victim to a very painful death. | |||
Is a runabout worth it?" | |||
It wasn't. "How do I know you'll fulfill your word?" | |||
"You don't." She smiled smugly. "But what choice do you have?" | |||
Zane frowned. *Very little choice.* He thought. *Alright you | |||
win.* | |||
"See, I knew you'd see it my way." | |||
[Tarrant to Zane.] | |||
"Zane here. Welcome back Lieutentant." At least that was one | |||
problem out of the way. The junior officers had all performed incredibly | |||
but Zane was greatly relieved to have some experience up on the bridge. | |||
[Thank you Captain.] | |||
"What is it you need Mr. Koreth?" He asked a little exasperated | |||
due mostly to the smugly smiling Dee standing in front of him. | |||
[Actually sir, orders.] | |||
"Signal the TYPHOON we're heading home and they are to form up | |||
with us. Set course for the edge of the 'sack 1/2 impulse. Ensign Garret | |||
can explain our nav link to the Husnock ship. Have we heard from | |||
Commander Maril lately?" | |||
[No sir.] | |||
"Well I'm sure he's lurking out there somewhere and he'll catch | |||
up. I don't want to press our luck by staying here any longer. Zane | |||
out." | |||
"Now you were saying Captain...." Dee asked innocently. | |||
"If you help Krysa I'll let you go but I can't let you take a | |||
runabout or any other Starfleet vessel. But on EPSILON you can get | |||
transport to anywhere in the galaxy." | |||
"With what I'm offering you..." | |||
"Lets be clear. What I'm asking for is for my operations officer | |||
to be completley healed and for this never to happen again." | |||
"But there is so much more you can have." | |||
"Maybe, but not that way. It would be a lie. Do we have a deal?" | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Another cliff hanger.;) | |||
Once we get to the edge of the sack we'll start the three way video | |||
conference with all included so we can figure out the best way to get | |||
everyone home past Tremaine and co. | |||
Kristin: Back to you. | |||
Respectfully,<br> | |||
Andy<br> | |||
-Commander Zane, Commanding Officer, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
-Commodore Nigel Straun, Executive Officer, INDIGO FLEET<br> | |||
-Commander Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br> |
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