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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: Slight Change In Plans</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher 11-10-1996</h4> | |||
SD 81110.1830(GMT)<br> | |||
MD 6.1900<br> | |||
SCENE: Ten-Forward<br> | |||
Maril watched the Issahi around him, gobbling up the food around them. At a | |||
lull in his conversation with one of their science officers, he politely got up and | |||
stepped over to the Issahi leader. "Second Counsel, could I talk to you in a more | |||
private area." Razten looked confused, but he nodded. | |||
Maril quickly strode to the nearest turbolift, halting when the two reached it. | |||
"Ready Room." | |||
Maril glanced at Razten, who was looking at him intently. They stood there for | |||
a second, sizing each other up, before the turbolift reached its destination. | |||
"Ridero at the cave's entrance," Maril said, smiling, as he walked onto the | |||
Bridge, quickly noticing that t'Jon had the Conn. "Here we are." | |||
The Tamarian and the Issahi both stepped into the Ready Room, Maril | |||
offering the seat on the other side of the table to Razten, then walking over to the | |||
replicator. | |||
"Computer, ractajeno," Maril said in a surprisingly happy voice. "Would you | |||
like anything, Second Counsel?" | |||
"No, pardon my unwillingness." | |||
Maril grasped the cup of ractajeno and walked back to the table. "Very well. | |||
Now, Second Counsel, are you going to tell me what's going on?" Maril asked, | |||
sitting down, the smile now gone from his face. | |||
"I do not know what you mean." | |||
"Mr. Razten, I saw the looks on the faces of those two men down in | |||
Engineering. You have met this enemy before." | |||
Razten and Maril stared at each other again, trying to decide who would give | |||
up first. At last, the Second Counsel relented. "Yes, we have met them--perhaps | |||
I should say it--many times before. It is called the Reavers, and nothing will stop | |||
it from achieving its goals." Razten pulled a small rod from his pocket. Tapping | |||
on it, he spoke into it. "Second Counsel Razten to Vigil. Beam the information." | |||
Slowly, a small chip materialized in Razten's hand. He sliped into the console | |||
and stated, "Decode information sections 1A through 5J, authorization Second | |||
Counsel Razten, Issahi Confederacy Ship Vigil." | |||
The designs on the screen cleared away to reveal text and graphics showing | |||
much information. "The Reavers do not obey any rules of conduct," Razten | |||
continued. "First, they take over one of their enemy's officers. They have | |||
tremendous mental powers. Once they have control, they can learn about the | |||
enemy ship's systems, and find a weakness. That is probably what happened | |||
with your brethren vessel." | |||
Maril looked up, remembering the sensations he had been having lately. Was | |||
there any connection? Probably not; chances were it was his imagination. | |||
"Thank you, Second Counsel," he finally got out. "I hope we can be of further | |||
assistance to each other." | |||
"As do I." | |||
Their conversation was interrupted by a communication. [t'Jon to | |||
Commander Maril. I think you should come out here, sir.] | |||
The two quickly got up and walked onto the Bridge. "Report," Maril ordered | |||
firmly. | |||
"The shuttlepod 'Piaget' has left Shuttlebay 2 and engaged some sort of cloak. | |||
We just started a scan for it, but everything so far is negative." | |||
"A cloak? The 'Piaget' is a Type-15A shuttlepod. They have no cloaks." | |||
"I don't know, sir. Somehow it cloaked," t'Jon replied concernedly. "And | |||
that's not the worst of it. We have reason to believe that whoever took the | |||
shuttlepod downloaded files from our database and has them onboard." | |||
"Commander," Razten interjected. "If that shuttlepod is heading for the | |||
Reavers, they would have an enormous asset in your files and vessel." | |||
"Yes," Maril replied thoughtfully. He had a big decision to make. Should he | |||
go after the shuttlepod and abandon the away team? Or, should he accept that it | |||
was gone and stay in orbit? He finally decided on a compromise. | |||
"Lieutenant Koreth, please report to the Bridge." | |||
MD 6.2000 | |||
[This is Lieutenant Koreth, commanding the USS Nogura II, we're ready and | |||
in orbit.] | |||
"You have your orders, Lieutenant. Feynman out." Maril sighed. "Security, | |||
project the current position of the 'Piaget' using last known heading and | |||
acceleration. Helm, when you get the coordinates, lay in a course for them at | |||
full impulse." | |||
"Sir, the Issahi are offering their assistance in our search." | |||
"Very well. Send a message thanking them for any help they can give us." | |||
Maril sighed again. He had just ordered Lieutenant Koreth to take command | |||
of a group of shuttlecraft and orbit the Issahi homeworld. They were the | |||
runabout Nogura II, the Type 6 shuttlecrafts "Von Braun" and "Asimov II", and | |||
the Type 16 shuttlepod "Daystrom". He had ordered the company of | |||
shuttlecrafts to orbit to notify the Captain of Maril's doings and to give the away | |||
team some mobility, as well as to allow more research to be done on the Issahi | |||
planet. Unfortunately, Maril wasn't very sure of this plan, or its chances for | |||
success. | |||
The sun has met the sea,<br> | |||
Lt. Commander Onta Maril,<br> | |||
First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | |||
aka Max Felsher<br> | |||
NRPG:<br> | |||
Well, I have no idea who the mystery occupant of the "Piaget" is. Anyone else | |||
have a clue?� | |||