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<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 1-1-1997</h4>
Stardate: 90101.1439<br>
Scene: The Wall<br>
MD: 10.1915<br>
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,<br>
Lt. Krysa Jenn<br>
***<br>
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<br>
http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/gant.htm<br>

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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


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

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