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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Warm Fuzzies</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 9-7-1997</h4> | |||
Stardate: 90907.1427<br> | |||
Scene: Holodeck<br> | |||
MD: after Briefing<br> | |||
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>Zane nodded clearly not happy with the situation. "You ever have one of those days?"<br> | |||
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Krysa smiled gently as her eyes filled with sympathy. She didn't need to | |||
say anything, she simply reached out and took one hand in her and held it | |||
tightly. Sometimes captain could be very alone in their jobs .. and in | |||
their duty. But this captain wasn't alone he had friends who loved and | |||
cared for him even through hard decisions. | |||
She knew it hadn't been easy for him to ask Bat to leave .. or to accept a | |||
mission such as this .. or to learn that even before heading out, there | |||
could already be problems within the senior staff. But despite this all, | |||
this was the FEYNMAN, and the ship and crew had never yet failed to do what | |||
they needed to in order to complete a mission. She doubted they would start | |||
now. | |||
Finally she spoke, "I think our 10 minutes are almost up." | |||
He let out a short, quiet chuckle, "Wouldn't be right to have the Captain | |||
be late, would it." | |||
She shook her head, "Nope. " She released his hand and motioned to the | |||
arch, with a gentle quirk to her lip, "After you, sir." | |||
<nowiki>***</nowiki><br> | |||
MD: 1.1530<br> | |||
It had taken several hours after the briefing, before the Feynman was ready | |||
to go. Engines were prepared, systems checked .. and all civilian's | |||
deboarded, and moved to temporary quarters on Zindernuef. | |||
Kyrsa had stopped by 10-Forward to see if she could catch a word with Bat | |||
before he left. But apparently the FEYNMAN's barkeep had left shortly after | |||
Zane had ordered him off the ship. Krysa frowned, hoping the two men would | |||
be able to work this out. Both of them meant a great deal to her and to | |||
each other .. they couldn't lose that because of Starfleet. | |||
Now as she threw a quick glance toward Zane as they waited for clearance to | |||
leave, she could see no signs of the strain he had shown her in the | |||
holodeck. Once again he was the professional, just doing his duty. Maril, | |||
sitting beside him, also had a determined look on his face .. actually as | |||
she scanned the bridge, everyone seemed focused on their duty. The FEYNMAN | |||
crew was ready .. as always. | |||
She could see that with her own eyes. As for those she couldn't see .. she | |||
could imagine Tarrant roaring at his staff as he mothered his engines to | |||
their topmost working condition .. and Loren and Mary .. She sighed, | |||
feeling a heavy weight surround her as she remembered the briefing. She | |||
quickly threw it off. No they would be fine. Mary was probably already | |||
trying to find a way to make a Tamarian look like something that would | |||
likely be found at their destination in the past. | |||
The thought of Maril as a human .. or Vulcan .. or something other then | |||
what he was lightened the weight she was feeling. She continued to ponder | |||
the possible appearances the XO might take on as she continued to wait. | |||
Regards,<br> | |||
Lt. Commander Krysa Jenn<br> | |||
OPS/2O, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
<nowiki>***</nowiki><br> | |||
NRPG .. I'm in a warm fuzzy mood, so this is kind of a warm fuzzy post :)<br> | |||
Kristen<br> | |||
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.^. Kristen Gant<br> | |||
.-----' `-----. (AKA: Lt. Cmdr. Krysa Jenn, OPS/2O, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
| [##' `##] | Cmdr. Y'lonna Dyvian, XO, USS VICTORY<br> | |||
`---' __ `---' Capt. Gabriel Faison, XO, TF ZINDERNEUF<br> | |||
| .-' `. | Dr. Janna Swansen, CMO, USS PHOENIX<br> | |||
|' `| Lt. Faith Donaven, Inst., Camp Venture<br> | |||
Cdor. Ainese Kev, COMPA<br> | |||
Lt.(j.g.) Roana Shan, (unassigned))<br> | |||
http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/Kris/kris.htm<br> | |||