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-the FEYNMAN homepage is at | -the FEYNMAN homepage is at | ||
http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/feynman.htm...there you will find a | http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/feynman.htm... there you will find a | ||
rather thin FAQ for the ship, specs and a summary of the last two | rather thin FAQ for the ship, specs and a summary of the last two | ||
missions. | missions. | ||
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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: CNS2 On The Way</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Kevin Thigpen 11-26-1996</h4> | |||
Stardate: 81126.1300<br> | |||
Scene: SB EPSILON---->USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
"No, no, I just feel like I have been in it for a while now, hard to | |||
get my 'legs' back." The Counsellor lied, unsure how he could explain his | |||
feelings about D-warp to an Admiral when he had yet to even find words for | |||
them for himself. | |||
"Well, get them back once you reach the Feynman because that is | |||
where you are going to be the new head counsellor. Ops will give you docking | |||
bay and departure time so dismissed Ensign, dismissed." | |||
<nowiki>-------------------------------------------------------------</nowiki> | |||
Loren gathered the information he needed to know from a young Lt. in | |||
station ops. Apparently not much had been heard from the FEYNMAN since | |||
their encounter with an alien race. The ship's last coordinates were | |||
known, and it was also known that the ship was in the midst of a very | |||
tense situtaion. | |||
The Isaahi were pretty important to the Federation right now, and they | |||
didn't want to take any chances so they were sending a functional | |||
telepath out to ease the contact situation. | |||
A D-warp shuttle was heading in the direction of the FEYNMAN and Loren | |||
had been ordered aboard it. Lately, d-warp was a mode of travel he | |||
didn't care that much about. But right now, Loren knew he had to put his | |||
personal discomfort aside because there was a ship out there that needed him. | |||
"Sir," stated the cheery Chief Petty Officer from the door to the shuttle | |||
Elseveier, "We're cleared for departure and we have your belongings stowed." | |||
Loren shook off his misgivings about d-warp and clambered into the | |||
shuttle. Apparently, the CPO accompanying him was headed to a colony | |||
a few parsecs away from the FEYNMAN's last coordinates. <nowiki>*At least, I'll | |||
have company on this one*</nowiki> contemplated Loren. | |||
["Shuttle Elseveier, you are cleared for departure"] came the | |||
announcement from station ops. | |||
"This is Chief Petty Officer Burrows. Acknowledged SB EPSILON." Burrows | |||
tapped in the departure sequence while Loren sat back. Shuttle piloting | |||
was not one of Loren's best skills. | |||
The shuttle moved silently through the docking bay doors into open space | |||
where Burrows pointed the shuttle in the right direction and engaged | |||
d-warp. As the shuttle lept into netherspace, Loren prepared himself for | |||
the unexpected. | |||
<nowiki>------------------------------------------</nowiki> | |||
As the Elseveier came out of D-warp, Loren shook his head. <nowiki>*That one was | |||
just as weird as the last one*</nowiki> thought Loren. | |||
Burrows ran a check of the shuttle systems as the Elseveier came to a | |||
relative stop outside of the star system in which the FEYNMAN was | |||
located. | |||
"You alright sir," said Burrows eyeing Loren. He had never seen d-warp | |||
have that kind of effect on anyone before. <nowiki>*This guy is practically | |||
shaking*</nowiki> | |||
Suddenly, a warning bleep came from the sensor console. Loren came out | |||
of his daze as his hands moved over the controls. | |||
"It looks like there is an ship approaching. Ship recognition programs | |||
can't identify it..." | |||
"Whoever they are they're moving in really close," stated Burrows. | |||
Loren eyes seem to glaze for a moment before, "I'm raising the shields | |||
and arming weapons. See if you can contact the FEYNMAN." | |||
A warning klaxon went off a split second before the shuttle rocked from a | |||
weapons discharge from the approaching ship. | |||
Burrows began evasive manuevers while Loren returned fire as best he | |||
could. Unfortunately, the two Starfleet officers were so focused on | |||
combating the first attacking ship, they fail to notice the other come | |||
out from behind a nearby planetoid. | |||
The second ship slammed the shuttle with as much firepower as it could | |||
muster. | |||
The Elseveier ducked under the fire of the first ship while returning | |||
fire to the second hostile. Energy blasts spread across the bow of the | |||
shuttle as it desperately ducked and weaved, but it was overmatched. | |||
"Shields buckling...torpedoes and phasers down..." were the last words | |||
for Burrows as his control console exploded peppering his face with the | |||
fragments. | |||
Loren shielded himself with his arm but to no avail. The blast rendered | |||
him unconscious as well. The world went dim as the Elseveier floated | |||
adrift and Loren saw the two unidentified ships close in... | |||
Respectfully submitted,<br> | |||
Kevin Thigpen<br> | |||
Ens. Loren Landers<br> | |||
USS FEYNMAN CNS2<br> | |||
NRPG: Hi all! Once again, it's a pleasure to uhmm..be aboard...kind | |||
of. Guess what. Help me! So far, I see two options. | |||
The attacking ships were Reavers out for more Federation tech. | |||
1)Loren will be found when the away team from the FEYNMAN raids the | |||
Reaver base. | |||
2)The Reavers didn't jam the shuttle's mayday and the FEYNMAN will break | |||
Of course, someone could have something more original in mind which is | |||
fine by me. |
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