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-Commodore Nigel Straun, Executive Officer, INDIGO FLEET<br> | -Commodore Nigel Straun, Executive Officer, INDIGO FLEET<br> | ||
-Commander Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br> | -Commander Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: What Have We Here?</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Michael "Mike" Dailey 10-26-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 81026<br> | |||
MD:4.1135<br> | |||
Scene: Bridge<br> | |||
> "Captain we're approaching the SERAPIS' location." Jerran<br> | |||
> announced from the helm.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Secure from warp, ahead full impulse."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Full impulse aye." The FCO replied as his fingers danced across<br> | |||
> his board.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> Zane spun in his chair to face tactical. "Lt. Allard?"<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Sensors show no other ships in the vicinity. I am picking up a<br> | |||
> large debris field at 325 mark 78."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> Zane spun back. "Lt. Jenn?"<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "No unknown readings. Bringing the DELPHI Array to bear. All<br> | |||
> sensor gathering systems online."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "ETA Mr. Jerran?" Commander Maril asked.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Seventeen minutes to the edge of the debris field."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Hold at 1000 km." The XO ordered.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Ok people lets get to work."<br> | |||
J.C. hit the comm panel, "Bridge to SCPO Tamarov". | |||
"Tamarov here, Sir" replied the aCSO. "Just like we planned, Mr. | |||
Tamarov," ordered J.C. "Level 2 security alert. Have all of the squad | |||
commanders double the patrols, heavily armed. Extra teams in all | |||
sensitive areas around the clock, including here on the bridge. No | |||
surprises this mission, Mr. Tamarov." | |||
"Understood, Sir. Tamarov out." Too many things had gone wrong last | |||
mission, too many surprises. And J.C. didn't like surprises. Moments | |||
later, two officers appeared on the bridge, armed with rifle in hand and | |||
sidearm holstered. CPO T'Boc and PO1 Jerry Jonas came to attention. J.C. | |||
nodded them on their way, and they took their positions at opposite | |||
sides of the bridge, where they would have a clear view of anything and | |||
anyone. J.C. mentally pictured similar teams appearing in engineering, | |||
the shuttle bay, and other key areas. They would be ready this time. | |||
> > >Jerran raised an eyebrow and said, somewhat disbelieving himself, "Yes,<br> | |||
> > sir." He then turned to the OPS station and said, "Care to join me, LT<br> | |||
> > Jenn? I could use a decent copilot on the NOGURA."<br> | |||
> ><br> | |||
> > "Only if you promise not to get yourself knocked out this time?" she grinned.<br> | |||
> ><br> | |||
> > He nodded with a chuckle and the two stood and headed for the turbo lift on<br> | |||
> > their way to the shuttle bay<br> | |||
> ><br> | |||
> > "Be careful," she heard Zane say as they walked by him.<br> | |||
> ><br> | |||
> > "Oh course, sir," said Jerran. Krysa met Zane's eyes briefly and nodded<br> | |||
> > before following Jerran into the turbo lift<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> The first officer looked over to the captain and smiled. "Those<br> | |||
> two together in one shuttle..."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> Zane chuckled. "I know."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Perhaps we should move the ship a little farther away from the<br> | |||
> debris." Maril offered. Zane just smiled in response before turning back<br> | |||
> towards the view screen to watch the debris slow spin by. It was an eerie<br> | |||
> sight.<br> | |||
"All shuttles away sir." Allard announced. | |||
> "On screen." Zane ordered. The magnified debris field flashed to<br> | |||
> glinting reflections of light from near by stars as the four FEYNMAN<br> | |||
> shuttles came into view. Almost immediately the lead shuttle, NOGURA,<br> | |||
> launched itself into a tight series of barrel rolls. Zane looked over at<br> | |||
> Maril who gave him an 'I told you so' look.<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Helm plot a course that circles the debris field, 1/2 impulse."<br> | |||
><br> | |||
> "Half impulse aye."<br> | |||
"Captain, I recommend we launch a series of Class-7 long-range probes. | |||
Combine with the Delphi, and our shuttle teams, this should cover almost | |||
the entire sector." | |||
LCDR Maril turned, "Lt., wouldn't the probes be redundant of the | |||
shuttles?", asked the XO. | |||
"Not really, Sir. The shuttles will be concentrating on the immediate | |||
area of the salvage site and surrounding area. The long-range probes | |||
will actually extend the range of the Delphi array. In essence, an | |||
'early-warning' system for us, Sirs." Maril turned to Zane, who nodded. | |||
"Make it so, Mr. Allard" said Zane. | |||
"Aye, Sir. Six probes loaded....and launched. We've traded speed for | |||
extra sensitivity, so they're only traveling at .25 impulse. Optimum | |||
distance in approx. 8 minutes, Sir." | |||
"Very well, Lt." said Maril. J.C. kept a constant watch on the | |||
shuttles. The slightest hint of danger and he would tractor them back to | |||
the FEYNMAN. He took a deep breath. While the other departments took an | |||
active role in missions such as this, his department endured the endless | |||
waiting for something to happen, only to react to the unexpected. He had | |||
temporarily sent his three Cadets to aid LT. Meleah's department, where | |||
he thought they would do the most good. | |||
He eyed Jonas and T'Boc. Jerry Jonas, a Terran, was wiping the barrel | |||
of his rifle. T'Boc was glaring at some unknown point straight ahead, | |||
with the expressionless look Vulcan's have when in deep thought. J.C. | |||
sighed, and called up the systems diagnostics for the weapons controls | |||
for the third time this shift.... | |||
Submitted,<br> | |||
Mike Dailey<br> | |||
Splatter2@qtm.net<br> | |||
Lieutenant J.G., J.C. Allard SEC-TAC - USS FEYNMAN - SILVER FLEET<br> | |||
Lieutenant D'doj Zzawj Ckorji, MD OPS/2O - USS ELIZABETH BLACKWELL -SILVER FLEET<br> | |||
<nowiki>******** | |||
* NRPG * | |||
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...Just a little input from J.C. and company. Don't worry about T'Boc | |||
and Jonas. They won't shoot you... for now. <G> | |||