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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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