USS Feynman JUN 1996

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U.S.S. FEYNMAN NCC-66000
June 1996 Posts

TOTAL JUNE 1996 POSTS: *TBD*

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USS FEYNMAN: #4: Semiconscious

by Charles Jencks 6-2-1996

SD 80602.0830
USS FEYNMAN
Sickbay

Krazny Oktyabr felt something. He'd gone into a meditative trance when the phaser stun wore off, so that shouldn't have happened. His eyes flickered open, only to see some medical personell... in blue uniforms like his own - and for the record he preferred red, which was, after all, in his name - huddled over him.

And then a hypo came to his neck, and he was sedated. Unconscious again.

And in his subconscious, he wondered if Sally was in Sickbay. At least he knew he was back on the FEYNMAN - he'd recognized one of the nurses, whom he'd been counseling lately, about the death of her cousin. Or was it nephew? He couldn't recall, not while he was unconscious.

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NRPG: Always wanted a chance to play out being unconscious. Don't worry, it was a light sedative, he can be up and about in a couple posts... you don't even have to wait for me. But he'll be in Sickbay until further notice.

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Charles Jencks (jencksc@watmail.ucr.edu)
(alternate address - coming soon)
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LtJG Christophe Boulanger, CEO, USS MELBOURNE (BLUE)
Ens K'Zeka'Sl'V"Kia, FCO, USS CARSON (BLUE)
LtJG Krazny Oktyabr, CNS, USS FEYNMAN (SILVER)
Ens Jarin Edisrevir, CSO, USS LINCOLN (RED)
Capt (FMM) Marie T Alsatien, CO, SS ALSACE (MVL-774221) (FT)
Sgt K'Athena Mare, SFMC - FRT-7 (FT)
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USS FEYNMAN: Tarrellians Running Around the Ship:)

by Kristen Gant 6-2-1996

Stardate: 80602.1059
Scene: The Ring
MD: 4.0930

*Krysa..* She heard the voice through the fog that clouded her head. It was a familiar voice that she couldn't place. *Krysa, please hear me.*

She opened her eyes only to find it was still dark, but from what she could tell there was no one in the room with her, "Who...?"

*Krysa....* She realized that the voice wasn't in the room with her it was from somewhere else. And the voice... who's??

*Kavan?* she thought. *Yes! Where are you?*

She tried to sit up and felt the room spin, so laid back down. *I don't know... it's dark. I think I've been drugged, because I don't feel very good.*

*Krysa, we're going to find you. Dr. Glin'karr has a plan.*

*You're on the ring?* she called but there was no response, the link was gone.

She was beamed in with the rest of her crew. She glared at the man next to her considering strangling him right there in the brig of the FEYNMAN, despite the fact that he probably had nothing to do with it. He noticed her look and backed away. That made her feel a little better. She moved to the front of the cell and looked out.

One of the security officers saw her, in her Starfleet uniform, "Sir," he said recognizing the Ops officer, "We didn't know you were on that ship."

"It's alright, Ens.," she said in the sickly sweet voice she had come to despise. But it had fooled that Counselor for a while, perhaps she could use it to her advantage. "I'm not sure anyone knew I was there. They took my commpinn," she indicated the empty space on her chest where the comm pin should be.

He motioned for the other two guards to keep an eye on the other prisoners while he opened the security shield to let the Lt. out. As soon as the security shield was down, the woman yelled "Now!" and jumped quickly pummeling the security guard closest to her, then grabbing his phaser she stunned the surprised man at the control panel. Turning she saw her crew had over come the other guard as well.

They moved the three security guards into the cell and quickly moved out of the brig.

Scene: Bridge

"Sir, there is phaser fire in the brig," called Garret from Ops.

"Security to brig," ordered Zane.

Regards,
Lt. Krysa Jenn

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NRPG: Okay here are some assumptions that I made in order for this to work :)

1) The three security guards are only stunned. I'm assuming that phasers above stun couldn't be used in the brig...

2) It probably won't take long for the Feynman to track down the Tarrellins using their sensors, but they can attempt to get a shuttle or transporter or something... Also that the other Jenn is a not very nice Tarrellian :)

What I'm not sure of is what exactly the Order is... is it Tarrellians ??? I guess with this post I've kinda set it up that way, huh? :)

Kristen

USS FEYNMAN: Getting a Little Over-Confident

by Andrew Catterick 6-2-1996

SD: 80602.1000
MD: 4.945
POST: 6
Scene: Bridge
>
> "Sir, there is phaser fire in the brig," called Garret from Ops.
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> "Security to brig," ordered Zane.
>
Zane looked up at the security station, his muscles tensing and adrenalin flowing. In a strange way he was excited by this new development and was ready to meet it, head on. "Mr. Sr'qwon?" "Sealing off Deck 15, forcefields erected in corridors A-13 through J-16, Engineering is sealed. Sounding Intruder alert. There are three security teams heading in."

"Shall we?" Zane gestured to the turbo-lift and accepted the phaser the CSO had pulled from the cabinet under the console. A quick check confirmed it was charged and set for stun.

"Mr. Jerran, you have the bridge. Contact our tech teams on the OLYMPIA and let the know I want them to speed it up. And let the Captain know that as soon as they beam out he is to take his ship to EPSILON immediately with no diversions."

"Aye sir." Jerran replied, relinquishing the helm to his replacement and heading for the center seat.

As the turbolift door closed Zane hit his commbadge. "Zane to Lt. Koreth. We've had a bit of a jail break, you may want to expect a little company."

[We're all prepared down here Captain. We'll be very hospitable.]

Zane smiled. A group of fanatic's running around on his ship. Not only did they have no where to run they had to face the FEYNMAN's CSO along with two security officers from the past. As far as Zane was concerned this would be easier than a first year simulation. Of course he didn't know they had an OPS officer leading them.

respectfully,
Andy

-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS
-CMDR Horatio Sinclair, Fleet Intelligence Officer, BLUE FLEET