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-Commodore Robert Steele, Commanding TF ZINDERNEUF<br> | -Commodore Robert Steele, Commanding TF ZINDERNEUF<br> | ||
-Commander Horatio Sinclair, Currently Unassigned<br> | -Commander Horatio Sinclair, Currently Unassigned<br> | ||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Temptation</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kevin Thigpen 9-7-1997</h4> | |||
Stardate: 90907.0200<br> | |||
Scene: Captain's Ready Room<br> | |||
MD: 1.1800<br> | |||
"Come," stated Zane, still reclining in his chair staring out the single | |||
viewport in his ready room. | |||
The FEYNMAN's counselor strode into the room. "You wanted to see me | |||
Captain?" queried the young-faced counselor. | |||
Zane swiveled his chair to face the man, as thoughts ran through his mind, | |||
about how it seemed that officers coming out of the academy were getting | |||
younger every graduating class. Quickly he reminded himself that this | |||
particular young officer had been through a couple of missions now, and | |||
that young look he'd originally possessed as an ensign had seemed to fade. | |||
Strangely enough, Loren's face seemed even a lot less younger now, after | |||
the urgent mission to save the timeline had been revealed to them. | |||
Betazoid eyes never revealed anything about a betazoid's emotional state, | |||
and Zane was far from qualified to speculate. | |||
"Yes, counselor. Have a seat," offered Zane moving over to the | |||
replicator. "Can I get you anything?" | |||
"I'll have peach tea, warm....Thanks," stated Loren taking the proffered | |||
cup. | |||
"I need to know about Mary's condition, her mental state to be specific. | |||
At the meeting, she seemed visibly shaken about something, and Lt. Jenn | |||
did mention that she, herself was worried about Mary." | |||
Loren, sitting opposite Zane, shifted slightly. Zane narrowed his eyes. | |||
For half-a-second, Zane could have almost thought that the counselor was | |||
uncomfortable. | |||
"Sir," began Loren deciding to put all cards on the table. *Zane deserves | |||
that much.* "Mary isn't the problem, I am." | |||
Zane remained rock solid. "Elaborate counselor." | |||
"Mary's discomfiture at the briefing was partly her fault, yes, but mainly | |||
mine. As of late, we've become...close." The two officer's eyes met and | |||
immediate understanding was achieved on this subject without further | |||
words. | |||
"Is she Imzadi yet?" queried Zane. | |||
Loren looked a little surprised at Zane's knowledge of Betazoid culture, | |||
before remembering that Krysa was becoming rather important to the | |||
Captain. | |||
"No, sir. Close to that stage but not quite there yet. But there's is | |||
something more that I think you should know about. When, Mary reached out | |||
to me with her formidable telepathic abilities, I was somewhat absorbed in | |||
thoughts that might disqualify me from participating in the upcoming | |||
mission. They came as somewhat of a shock to her." | |||
Zane placed his cup on the desk, now intent on Loren's words. | |||
"As you know, I was orphaned at an early age by unexplained circumstances. | |||
I know nothing of my origins, much like yourself, but this time travel | |||
mission opens possibilities. Going back in time, there might be evidence | |||
of the ship on which I was found. I could stop the construction of the | |||
ship, or do something to prevent whatever happened to the PURUL from ever | |||
happening." | |||
Zane got up and walked over to his display stands, thinking about this | |||
officer who was contemplating the unthinkable. "We're going back a long | |||
time, over 40 years. Suppose you did find this ship. Could you live with | |||
the resulting altered timeline? Could you live with the fact, that you | |||
not only changed your life, but those of possibly every single being | |||
you've ever come into contact with?" | |||
Loren cast his eyes down. Looking Captain Zane in the eye was not | |||
possible for him, now. On the surface, he couldn't imagine himself being | |||
that important, but as every cadet knew, timeline changes affected | |||
everyone. "No, sir. I couldn't." | |||
Zane continued, moving back over to his viewport, with his back to Loren. | |||
"Temptation could be one of our greatest challenges during this mission. | |||
We have to overcome that obstacle and many more, remembering that there's | |||
more than our own existences at stake here. Now, Mr. Landers. Should I | |||
place you on a shuttle back to Zinderneuf, or are you capable of handling | |||
this mission?" | |||
"I am, sir," stated Loren with the clarity that comes about maybe twice in | |||
a lifetime. "The rest of the crew are as well, even though many still are | |||
unaware of the mission specifics." | |||
"Good, dismissed counselor," softly stated Zane, still staring into the | |||
streaking stars. | |||
Ever the counselor, Loren could feel the mental tremble come from Zane | |||
during the discussion of parentage. "Sir," said Loren, getting Zane to | |||
turn around. "Are you?" | |||
Respectfully submitted,<br> | |||
Kevin Thigpen<br> | |||
Lt(jg) Loren Landers<br> | |||
USS FEYNMAN CNS<br> | |||
[NRPG: Andy, feel free to have Zane respond or 'flesh' this post out. | |||
Consider the 'evil thoughts' banished from Loren's mind for the time being | |||
<EG>. As Zane's parentage is shrouded in mystery as well, I figured he'd | |||
be having certain thoughts of his own, not that he would act on them of | |||
course. I apologize if I'm way off with this one.] | |||
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"Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so each small<br> | |||
piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry."<br> | |||
---Richard Feynman<br> | |||
Is there evil in the universe?<br> | |||
---Anonymous<br> | |||
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