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-Captain Zane, Commanding Officer, USS FEYNMAN<br> | -Captain Zane, Commanding Officer, USS FEYNMAN<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: Congratulations to Everyone</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher 1-29-1997</h4> | |||
SD 90129.0230(GMT)<br> | |||
MD 1.1225<br> | |||
Holodeck 1:Ayers Rock<br> | |||
Maril sat back down at the table, this time | |||
with three solid pips. His | |||
expression told everything. For a being that | |||
rarely showed his emotions, he was | |||
now definitely overwhelmed. | |||
"Congratulations, Commander," Lt.(jg) | |||
Allard's voice came from behind him. | |||
Maril turned to see an enthusiastic CSO. | |||
"Thank you, Lieutenant." As Allard walked | |||
away, Maril turned his attention | |||
to the rest of the group. There were a few people | |||
clustered around each of the | |||
award-receivers/promotees: Maril, Koreth, and | |||
Meleah. Admiral Nicholas | |||
appeared to be doing strange things with the | |||
holodeck program, the purpose of | |||
which Maril could not figure out. | |||
He noticed Captain Zane stepping over to | |||
greet him. "Hello, sir," Maril said | |||
contently. | |||
"Hello, Onta," Zane answered without much | |||
emotion. "Congratulations on | |||
your promotion, and your request for transfer. | |||
It's quite an honor to be selected | |||
for transfer." | |||
Maril nodded. "But I couldn't leave the | |||
Feynman. To tell you the truth, | |||
Captain, I wasn't sure, and even now I'm not | |||
totally sure I made the right | |||
decision. But I think I did make a good | |||
decision." | |||
Zane smiled. "I was actually quite scared | |||
that I'd lose any of you, especially | |||
you, Jenn, and Koreth. It was a big relief when | |||
you all declined." | |||
Lieutenant Jenn stepped up to the two. | |||
"Hello, Captain. Congratulations, | |||
Commander," Jenn said. They shook hands and Maril | |||
said, "Thank you, | |||
Lieutenant." | |||
"That was a tough decision to make," Jenn | |||
said, after looking around the | |||
room. "I hadn't expected to be selected for | |||
transfer." | |||
"Well, Lieutenant, we're glad you stayed," | |||
Zane said, smiling at Jenn. | |||
"Why, thank you, sir," Jenn smiled back as | |||
she turned away. Maril simply | |||
raised an eyebrow. | |||
After Jenn had left the pair, Maril sighed, | |||
"Well, Captain, I think I'll go | |||
congratulate the award-winners." | |||
Zane nodded. "Fine. What do you think the | |||
Admiral is doing over there?" | |||
Zane said, looking towards Nicholas. | |||
Maril glanced over to Admiral Nicholas's | |||
position once again. It looked even | |||
more peculiar than the last time he had looked. | |||
"I'm not sure. Well, I still have | |||
to congratulate these other people," he said as he | |||
stepped towards Lieutenant | |||
Koreth. | |||
He had only gotten a few steps, however, when | |||
Zane called Jenn and Koreth | |||
over to him and promoted them to Lieutenant | |||
Commander. | |||
After they had left the dais, Maril quickly | |||
intercepted them. "Mr. Jenn, Mr. | |||
Koreth," he said, stepping in their way. "I | |||
suppose I am the one doing the | |||
congratulating now, Commanders...." | |||
Jenn smiled. "You know that has a nice ring | |||
to it. Lieutenant Commander | |||
Krysa Jenn." She laughed and stepped over to | |||
other officers. | |||
"Congrautlations on your medal as well, | |||
Lieutenant," Maril said, turning to | |||
the CEO. | |||
"Thank you, sir," Koreth said with a smile | |||
not usually seen. | |||
After Maril then congratulated Meleah on her | |||
medal, with she responding | |||
unemotionally courteously, Maril sat back at the | |||
table to listen to their next | |||
mission. | |||
The sun has met the sea,<br> | |||
Commander Onta Maril,<br> | |||
First Officer, USS Feynman,<br> | |||
aka Max Felsher<br> | |||
NRPG: | |||
Well, I wonder what Mike has cooked up for us this | |||
time! ;) | |||
Jason, Melanie: Congrats on the awards! | |||
Andy: The dialogue I wrote between Maril and Zane | |||
is different from in your | |||
post, but I think it just means that one or both | |||
of our characters have very poor | |||
memory. :) Or it could simply be that my dialogue | |||
occurred before or after | |||
yours. | |||