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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Banana Splits?"</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 2-7-1997</h4> | |||
Stardate: 90207.2147<br> | |||
MD: 2.0030<br> | |||
Scene: Bridge<br> | |||
Krysa felt her eyes beginning to cross as she looked at the screen in front | |||
of her. She been going over this for far longer then she likely should | |||
have. Fatigue had set in several hours earlier, and yet she felt no closer | |||
to accomplishing her goal. | |||
She startled when a cup was placed on the small counter next to her. She | |||
looked up to see the captain. "Don't wear yourself out." | |||
She smiled, "I'm not." She turned back to the screen. "It's in here | |||
somewhere, I know it." | |||
"Perhaps you're looking at it too close. Take a break and go get some | |||
sleep." | |||
She shook her head. "No, I can't. If I do that, I'll lose it. I can almost | |||
see it now .. just a little longer .. I know." Her fingers moved over the | |||
key pads changing the screen slightly. | |||
"Don't make me order you commander," he said with a hint of amusement. | |||
She looked up at him. "Honestly it won't take much longer." | |||
"And how long have you been saying that?" | |||
She looked up at the clock, and groaned, "You don't want to know." | |||
"Okay, that's it. You are out of here," he said sternly. "Besides, don't | |||
you have a shift tomorrow?" | |||
She chuckled, "I don't remember." Then she saw the look in his eyes, "I'm | |||
not going to be able to sleep anyway. I'll just be laying in bed seeing | |||
these charts in my head anyway." | |||
He frowned, "You should at least take a break." | |||
She nodded looking back at the screen and yet another screen angle. "I | |||
could probably use a break .." Then suddenly she grinned. "That's it! Look | |||
.. look at the breaks .. here .. here .. and here." She laughed almost | |||
hysterically. "And here too .." | |||
"I'm not sure I see what your getting at." He said peering at the screen. | |||
She chuckled, "That's because you haven't been looking at it long enough. | |||
Trust me it's there. That is definitely the supply line we want to | |||
disrupt!" She looked at him still trying to see what she had spotted. She | |||
smiled, "Don't worry, I'll chart it all out in bright red marker in the | |||
morning." | |||
"So you're going to take my advice after all." | |||
"Nope!" she grinned. "We are going to go celebrate, I'm to excited to sleep | |||
right now. Do you know how long I've been looking at that thing!" She | |||
groaned, "I don't even want to think about it. Right now I need a great big | |||
banana split! What about you?" | |||
Regards,<br> | |||
Lt. Cmdr. Krysa Jenn<br> | |||
OPS/2O, USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
***<br> | |||
NRPG: Who says you can't have a Banana Split in the middle of a mission :}<br> | |||
Kristen<br> | |||
--<br> | |||
Kristen & Scott Gant<br> | |||
http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/gant.htm<br> | |||