USS Feynman JAN 1997

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U.S.S. FEYNMAN NCC-66000
January 1997 Posts

TOTAL JANUARY 1997 POSTS: *TBD*

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USS FEYNMAN: An Easy Escape?

by Kristen Gant 1-1-1997

Stardate: 90101.1439
Scene: The Wall
MD: 10.1915

Krysa looked out from under the table. Her eyes widened as she spotted the Captain, dressed in a beer stained Tuxedo punching a very tall Bolian. Zane seemed to have the upper hand, yet the Bolian refused to fall.

Krysa moved carefully out from under the table, still on hands and knees and reached out grabbing the Bolian's left foot and jerking quickly. The Bolian tumbled to the ground and Krysa jumped to her feet to avoid being crushed under him.

"I thought you and Meleah were shopping," he said throwing a very drunk Ferengi out of his way.

"We were," she grinned back stepping to avoid the falling Ferengi.

The circle of Feynman officers was moving closer to the exit when the first of the Marines entered the establishment. Bat roared, "The back way!"

Krysa found herself stepping over fallen bodies as they moved back in the direction they had come. Heading toward the back didn't seem to be quite as difficult as going toward the front as most of the bodies were already down.

A slender Kzinti suddenly rose up from the floor in front of Krysa and she roughly kicked up, her knee connecting with his chin, with a loud crack. The Kzinti sunk back to the floor and Krysa stepped over him, continuing to move back in the direction Bat had motioned to.

"Halt!" she heard marines yelling from the front of the bar. A gentle push from behind kept her moving and soon a bright light shown through a door not to far ahead. She ran through it quickly, happy to find several of her crewmates already waiting in the service hallway behind the bar.

"Do we have everyone?" Ens. Landers called.

"I think so," Bat said. The group as a whole turned and began to run down the hallway. As they rounded a corner the officers of the USS FEYNMAN ran face first into a contingent of three Starfleet marines with Stun rifles pointed at them. So much for an easy escape, Krysa thought.

Regards,
Lt. Krysa Jenn

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NRPG: Sorry guys, I couldn't resist :} Don't know who else is with me and Ens. Landers and Bat, but I'm assuming most everyone :}:}

Kristen & Scott Gant
http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/gant.htm

USS FEYNMAN: A Few Changes(and a trip to Security Central)

by Max Felsher 1-1-1997

SD 90101.2300 MD 10.1930

[Epsilon Security to Lieutenant Commander Onta Maril. Would you please report to Starbase Security Central.] Bertram Lawrence R. Bertram

He sat in an armchair next to a glass table. His parents had sent him Jeckalla's Gaze Across the Ocean, a novel by a respected author from Motuxi, Maril's home planet. For some reason his parents had thought he would like it. He had let it sit there for a few weeks without touching it. Now that he was reading it, though, it was actually quite good. Of course, it was hard adjusting back to full Tamarian, but Maril was understanding the plot.

He looked up from the book as the door chimed. "Enter," he said, standing up.

The doors opened and WO Bellad Jafel, Maril's aide, walked through. Maril's smile turned into a skeptical frown as he saw a traveling bag slung over Bellad's shoulder. "Are you going somewhere, Jafel?" Maril said, putting a bookmark in the book and placing it on the table.

Bellad smiled uneasily. "I'm leaving for Bajor. My mother became ill about a week ago. I have to check on her, and make sure she can take care of herself."

Maril nodded thoughtfully. "Well, I'm sorry to lose you, Jafel. Do you think you will be able to come back?"

Bellad shrugged. "I can't really know until I get to Bajor. I'll see what I can do, though."

Maril extended his hand. "Until we both see the mountain."

Bellad grasped it and shook his hand. "May the Prophets guide you."

With that, Bellad turned slowly and stepped back through the doors.

Maril sighed and picked the book back up. He would have to find a new aide, at least for the time being.

Laying aside the book, Maril sat down at the table, in front of a standing console. "Computer, link me to a subspace beacon to the Tamarian Union, towards the planet Tyul IV."

<Link forming.>

After a few seconds, a computer voice stated, <Jesen who traveled, say in the elbin's voice the owl.>

"Azelti Maril and Perun Tuelchi."

Within minutes, the smiling form of Maril's mother appeared. "First ray of light, Onta!" Perun said happily.

"Sunrise, mother." The conversation turned to happenings back on Motuxi and around the Federation, and other news. Finally, though, his mother had to cut off the connection, although he did ask her to send some Tamarian music to load into the Feynman database.

Turning the console off, Maril smiled and grabbed the book. He turned to the page he had been on, and started reading. Rikabo searched the abandoned house on the beach. Suddenly, a noise caught his attention....

The sun has met the sea,
Lt. Commander Onta Maril,
First Officer, USS Feynman,
aka Max Felsher

NRPG:
First of all, happy New Year, everyone!

I just hope you guys don't get into too much trouble at the Wall. I have a vision of Maril having to go to the SB Epsilon brig to clear all of you. :)

And eek in what array that they were inne:
And at a knight than wol I first biginne.
A KNIGHT ther was, and that a worthy man,
That fro the tyme that he first bigan