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USS FEYNMAN: Ready-Room-->Sickbay
by Andrew Catterick 5-2-1996
Scene: Ready Room
Timeframe: After the BRoT and before the wedding
Zane looked across his desk to the two ensigns staring back at him. His eyes glanced back at his desk computer and he seemed engrossed in whatever information appeared on its screen. A few moments later his gaze returned to the two officers. "At ease."
The captain rose and walked over to the room's replicator and looked back over to Krazny and Jade. "Can I offer either of you anything?" Both declined politely and Zane settled for a flavoured coffee, Orange Brandy.
Returning to his seat he turned off the screen and began, "How would you both rate your individual performance in the last mission?"
After a silent pause Zane prodded one of them. "Mr. Sr'qwon?"
"I performed my duties to the best of my abilities sir." the CSO replied.
"And you ensign?"
"I too strove to perform to the best of my abilities."
"I see." Zane took a sip of his coffee and then set it down on the desk. "I tend to agree with both of you, as does Commander Maril who, as I'm sure you are both aware, is charged with the development of your careers. Nevertheless, I must confess that while you can certainly be proud of yourselves for making the transition from Academy cadet to Fleet officer there is little reason to get 'excited' over doing one's duty to the best of his or her abilities. I expect that of all who serve on this ship as a 'minimum' requirement."
"However, I must say that I am pleased to see that your abilities have expanded since you arrived and that is the key. Your assignment as escort to Commissioner Thessa when we first arrived at Furjen proved to be an excellent example of this. You not only served as escort and protector to the Commissionor you both kept your eyes and ears open and had the insight into the later discovery of the Commissioners... transgression. But most importantly you had the mettle to report your suspicions of the commissioner thus giving us a head-start in the investigation."
Zane rose from his seat. "Let's face it, as ensigns straight-out of the Academy it takes a lot of nerve to suggest that someone as highly placed as Thessa was involved in any wrong doing. But you did it without flinching. This shows a level of responsibility that the average ensign takes a long time to develop. As you have both arrived at this level it would not be fair to think of either of you as 'average ensigns' in any form. So upon consultation with the first and second officers I have entered into the ship's log the promotion to Lieutenant Junior Grade of Jade Sr'qwon and Krazny Oktabr as of this date."
Zane walked around the desk and pinned the hollow pip on each officer's collar. "Congratulations to both of you. Well deserved."
<<<NRPG: Feel Free to comment>>>
Returning to his desk Zane continued. "It has been tradition
thus far to promote officers at the pre-mission staff briefing. But as
we are returning to Earth and you are both fairly recent grads,
undoubtedly with friends still in the Academy I thought you might
appreciate the timing a little more." He smiled as he watched
the grins creep across their face's. "Dismissed."
________________________________________________
Scene: Sickbay
Timeframe: One hour later
"Can I have a word with you in your office doctor." The Captain asked as he strode through the door and continued on his way to Tok's office.
"Certainly." Tok replied to Zane's back. He put down the PADD he had been examining and headed for the office wondering why the normally cheerful CO seemed so perturbed.
"What can I do for you sir?" He asked as he entered the room and sat on the couch facing Zane who had selected the edge of Tok's desk.
"I have just had a long, annoying conversation with Captain Straun of Starfleet Medical. Heard of him?"
Tok nodded. Of course he had, Straun was one of the prime movers in the research branch at Starfleet medical. He was also notorious for luring CMO's away from their starships. It was only after they arrived that they found out the task master he was.
"It seems your research reports have been creating quite a stir. Now I realize that as well as your regular duties staving off death for all of us here you have been submitting your reports and proposals. Unfortunately with only the basic medical background I never realized the importance of your work. Too be honest I still don't understand it. But what I do know is that to have someone like Straun sniffing around it must be damn important."
"So here's the facts, I've got a CMO who is an outstanding doctor and has pulled off a few medical miracles since he arrived, not the least of which includes herding Bat down here for a physical..." Both men smiled as they recalled the look on Bat's face when he realized he had been tricked. "...you manage to keep up with research that is outstanding enough to attract the attention of that shark Straun and during our mission to Cesphala you performed exceptionally well in some covert ops. I'd say your a pretty well rounded officer. Am I missing anything?"
"I'm doing well in the BRoT." Tok added innocently
Zane snapped his fingers and pointed thoughtfully at Tok. "Onta mentioned that." He shook his head. "Tixx, we can't afford to lose you. And I think its about time I recognized all of this officially." He stood and produced a small black box. "Get rid of that hollow pip, its obsolete." Moving closer to the CMO he pinned the new full pip on to his collar and stepped back. "Congratulations Lieutenant Tok."
<<<NRPG: Lysle feel free to comment.>>>>
"Well my work here is done. Better get back up to the bridge. Just remember one thing, that pip comes with a price."
"Sir?"
"Your not allowed to take any calls from that weasel Straun."
"Yes sir!"
<<<NRPG>>>
Congrats to our three newly promoted officers!
This means its time to update your bios:( If you are simply adding a line to your service record **Please** tell me what the line is rather than sending the whole bio and I'll add it to the proper section of the crew bio list. Its a lot easier for me....
Thanks!
respectfully,
Andy
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS
USS FEYNMAN: The Wedding
by Kristen Gant 5-2-1996
Stardate:??
Scene: 10-Forward
MD: 13.1230
Krysa had left her post on the bridge and was sitting in 10-forward watching out the window of 10-Forward. There wasn’t a lot to see sitting inside Earth’s space dock, but it was quiet and that’s what she needed. She knew it was only a matter of time before her father would be there to whisk her off to the Embassy in preparation for the ceremony. She found herself extremely nervous, despite the fact that she had come to accept what was going to happen.
She had grown fond of Kavan and had enjoyed their time together on the ship during their voyage to Earth, but she couldn’t say yet that she loved him. However, her mother continued to remind her that it took time. Krysa promised her that she would give them the time it took. She would follow through on her responsibilities.
They had spent time together walking and chatting. He had read her several of his poems, and she was pleased to discover his talent for verse was quite breathtaking. There was still no sign of that early telepathic link they had shared back when she was fifteen. And while Kavan said it didn’t bother him, she found it continued to bother her.
It was again pushed to the back of her mind as her father entered 10-forward, “Krysa, are you ready to go?”
She nodded. She stood slowly to see her father offering his arm. He was positively glowing. Krysa couldn’t remember the last time she had seen him look so happy. Together they headed to the transporter to transport to the Betazed Embassy.
Scene: Great Hall, Betazed Embassy
MD: 13.1700
The meeting hall was ready for the wedding. Comfortable chairs were set out. There were stands with flowers scattered around the room. Everything was ready. The guests were being escorted in in various wedding attire. There were tuxes, and gowns, as well as the traditional Betazoid plain white robes, which were always donned prior to the ceremony and then again following the ceremony. The crew of the Feynman had a place of honor directly behind the family.
The prelude music was played by a small band in the corner of the Great Hall. It varied from traditional human wedding music to Betazoid joining music.
Once everyone was seated, Krysa’s father stood, wearing the simple plain white robe, “I have had the honor, over the years of performing several joining such as this one. But none have brought me as much happiness as this one. My eldest child is today joining with the eldest child of my dear friend. Those who know the chant please join with me.”
The Ambassador began to chant a beautiful sing-song melody. He was soon joined by several voices combining in a complex and lovely harmony. This was Krysa and Kavan cue to enter. The walked in hand in hand, moving in time to the rhythm, wearing the same plain white robes that the Ambassador had on. Once they were in the front of the hall, every white robe in the room was discarded and the ceremony began.
Scene: Great Hall, Betazed Embassy
MD: 13.1800
Following the ceremony the chairs were moved to the side of the hall and large tables were brought in. Now was the time for the joining feast. The ceremony had lightened the guests' moods and everyone found they were ready for a party. The band struck up dance music and Kavan and Krysa were surrounded with guests congratulating them.
Regards,
Lt. Krysa Jenn
NRPG: Yes she is a ‘modern’ woman, her name will not change :)
I didn’t write the full ceremony, cause frankly, I didn’t have a clue as to how they would perform it. So I made up the beginning and it seemed to be enough. You are welcome to dance the night away or excuse yourselves early to get on to your shore leave activities. But I think Krysa would love to dance at least once with everyone :)
Daniel, I’m sorry you got stuck going to a wedding of a crewmate you don’t even know yet :) Don’t feel like you have to attend. It’s not a requirement.... but for the rest of you--- Krysa will give you the evil eye for the rest of your life if you don’t go :) Jarren already on her hit list, for skipping the reception :)
USS FEYNMAN: Ready-Room-->Transporter Room
by Andrew Catterick 5-2-1996
SD:80502.2300
MD: 13.1300
Scene: Commissioner's Quarter's
The door chime rang out. Commissioner Thessa looked up from his bag where he was rearranging some of the contents to make sure they wouln't break in transit. "Come-in."
"Commissioner?"
"In here Captain." He called out to the main room.
Zane walked into the bedroom. "Good morning sir. I'm afraid its time."
Thessa laughed. "Don't look so grim captain. I'm not going to the gallows!"
The change in the Commissioner had been dramatic. A week ago when he had been confined he had been almost despondent. The reality of of a ruined life, a destroyed career had set in. Two days later when Zane had checked in on him he had been nearly panic striken with the fact that he faced incarceration. Then two days ago Zane had checked on him again. He had been perfectly calm, seemingly uncaring of his fate.
Zane gestured towards the door as Thessa swung the harness of his bag over his shoulder and followed him out. "You appear to have accepted your fate Commissioner."
"Actually I finally came to my senses. In the end I ended up making the right decision and know one was harmed."
Zane glanced over at Thessa. "Sir, you still broke the law."
"Well..." he smiled arrogantly, a sign of the 'old' Commissioner. "...it depends on how you examine the facts. As my report to the Council points out. I made a bad decision in trying to discover the underground movement mounted against the Furjen government."
"I'm not sure I follow." Zane told him.
"Unfortunately I let my ego get the better of me and forgot that I was a diplomat and not a spy."
"Your saying that all of that was planned. That you where 'undercover'." Zane asked incredulously.
"But of course Captain! What other reason could there possible be?" he asked smiling.
"Oh I don't know...how about that the obvious is true and you were a willing party to this deception until the truth was discovered. Thats whats in my report to the council."
"Understandable. Completely understandable. You weren't privy to all the initial meetings so how could you know any better."
"Computer halt." Zane ordered. Almost immediately the turbo-lift stopped.
"Commissioner please don't take me for a fool. We both know exactly what happened and your version is simply just fiction."
"Captain it is perception not truth that is important. If we hold your report as being the correct one then the Diplomatic branch has to deal with a very public, very embarrassing incident not to mention the fact that they lose a diplomat of my experience and stature. If on the other hand we accept my version as the correct one than there is no embarrassment and the service retains a vital asset. Of course I overstepped my boundries and must be reprimanded, and rightly so. But please don't worry on my behalf the punishment will not be severe."
"Computer resume."
________________________
Scene: Transporter Room.
Zane nodded to Ensign Fuhrman to signal transport. As the sound of the tranport began to fill the room he took a last look at the Commissioner. Flanked on both sides by a burly Starfleet marine the Commissoner smiled at Zane smugly and then disappeared.
____________________
Scene:Great Hall, Betazoid Embassy
MD:13.1700
As the ambassador finished his speech all heads turned to see the couple enter the room. Krysa was more beautiful than Zane thought possible....
<<<NRPG>>>
Just a quick one to catch up...
I guess we had such a good time at the BP we can't remember it;) Of course the ones I've been to in RL have had similar results.
Max: Do you want your NPC protected?
After the wedding reception everyone is free to head out for shore-leave on Earth. I haven't really come up with anything for Zane to do so if any of you want a companion let me know.
We'll stay on Earth until everyone gets there RL pressures straightened out and have had a few days of shore-leave. No point in starting our next mission until we are all 'back' and ready to post.
regards,
Andy
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS
USS FEYNMAN: Star Light, Star Bright
by Kristen Gant 5-4-1996
Stardate: 80504.2316
Scene: The middle of the desert some where in Arizona
Krysa and Kavan lay on a blanket, staring up at the night sky. “This is beautiful, Krysa. I never knew you could see so many stars from earth.”
Krysa chuckled. “I’ve always loved the desert for the reason. You know the other good thing about seeing the stars from Earth?”
“What’s that?”
Krysa pointed to a group of stars, “See those three stars that are straight in a row?”
“Yes,”
“That is a part of the constellation called Orion.” She pointed out the remaining star of the constellation. “The ancient Greeks wrote wonderful stories about constellations such as that.”
“Would you tell me about Orion?”
Krysa laughed. “Do you really want to hear it?”
“I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t.” he said.
“Alright. Well, Orion was a young hunter who was madly in love with Metrope, the daughter of a King.”
“I think I’m going to like this story.” Kavan said teasingly.
“Do you want to hear my story or not?” Krysa teased back.
“I’m sorry, please continue. I promise I’ll listen quietly.”
Krysa chuckled, “The King did not approve of Orion and denied his proposal of marriage.” Krysa voice took on a serious tone, “Orion, one night in a drunken stupor, raped Metrope. Her father wanting revenge consulted with Dionysis, the god of the wine.”
“They had a god just for wine?” Kavan asked incredulously.
“They had god’s for everything.”
“So what did the god of wine suggest.”
“Dionysis put Orion in a deep sleep and then plagued him with blindness. Awaking and finding his sight gone, Orion consulted an Oracle. The Oracle told him that in order to gain his sight back he would need to travel east and let the rays of the sun strike his eyes. He did this and when he regained his sight her found himself in Crete.
“There Artemis, the goddess of the moon, fell in love with him. Her love for him was strong, that she failed to light the evening sky with moonlight. Her twin brother Apollo, the god of the sun, wanted to get rid of Orion so Artemis would continue to light the moon at night.
“Apollo challenged Artemis to hit a speck among the waters of the ocean. Apollo with his ability to see things far away, knew that it was Orion, thought Artemis did not. Artemis shot a single arrow killing him. In response to her actions, Artemis placed Orion in the sky as a show of her love for him.”
“That is so sad,” said Kavan.
Krysa chuckled, “Yes, the Greeks were well known for their love of tragedy and unrequited love.”
Kavan sat up on one elbow. “Krysa, I want you to know that I am very happy. I hope I can make you happy too.”
Krysa nodded, “I know. I am happy, Kavan, really. It’s just that everything has happened so fast. It’s taking a while for me to get used to it.”
He nodded and lay back down. “So do you know any other ‘star stories’?”
Krysa chuckled, “Ummm, how about the Great Bear, more commonly known as the Big Dipper.”
Regards,
Lt. Krysa Jenn
NRPG: Just letting you know that even on shore leave Krysa finds herself drawn to the stars <G>
Kristen
USS FEYNMAN: Ready-room-->ALPHA
by Andrew Catterick 5-4-1996
SD: 80506.0900
Scene: Ready-room
"Come." Zane replied to the chime of the door signal.
As the doors parted Bat strode in, his duffel at his side. Zane carefully marked his page and set the book down on the desk. "You look very...touristy. Where are you off to?"
Bat smiled and flopped into the chair in front of Zane's desk. "A long lost friend from my Academy days just retired to a small island in the South Seas. He's by himself and has invited me to join him for the week. Nothing but kilometres of beaches with nothing to do."
"Sounds like a good time." Zane lied. Lying on a beach for several hours a day sounded extremely boring. To each his own. "Aren't you missing out on some prime sun worshipping right now? I could have survived missing a farewell, you are coming back."
Bat ignored the friendly jibe. "Well I couldn't enjoy myself knowing that so many were suffering due to the near sightedness of one."
Zane sighed. "Meaning?"
"Meaning I know you, your not planning on leaving the ship are you?"
"Actually I'm not. I've planned a restful week of reading and relaxation. Who do you see as suffering?"
Bat reached over and picked up the stack of books from the desk. "The Apology, the Pelopensian War, the Prince! Planning on overthrowing Starfleet?"
"You told me to get a hobby." the captain grinned. "The suffering?" he prodded.
"You know we've got a bunch of pups on board and that means they follow the examples of their leaders. A bunch of them aren't going anywhere as long as you are on board."
"What's it got to do with me. The department head's have all left or made plans to do so. Isn't that example enough?"
"For some but not all. So as unofficial moral officer I'm ordering you off this ship for the sake of your crew's sanity...."
"I think you are blowing this out of proportion."
"....and I'm letting you know that as long as you are here I will be also. Imagine being stuck with a very bored me for a week."
Zane smiled. "You win."
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Scene:SB ALPHA, Transporter Room
The young transporter operator looked over at Zane as he walked through the door. "Destination sir?" He asked not really caring, cursing for the thousandth time the stupidity that had had him put in for the most boring post in all of the Federation.
"Tokyo, Japan." Zane replied as he stepped on to the platform.
"Energizing."
<<<NRPG>>>
Just a short one to get Zane off the ship.
Joesph: Hmmm...a Starfleet officer, kidnapped, helping his abductors, and helping them in action against other Rihannsu? Oh boy I hope the authorities don't catch wind of this! <EG>
Jason/Andrew/Bill: I know it is exam/essay/moving time of the year and RL is closing in on you. Don't worry as nothing crucial is happening right now. But could you send a quick line to let me know you are still with us. Thanks!
regards,
Andy
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS
USS FEYNMAN: Another Day of Fun
by Kristen Gant 5-6-1996
Stardate: 80506.1224
Scene: Restaurant in New Orleans
Krysa and Kavan entered the charming restaurant. They sat down and began looking at the menu. Krysa smiled, "What did I tell you. Completely Earth cuisine. That is what you wanted isn't it?"
"Absolutely," Kavan grinned, looking over the menu. "On our Earth holiday, I wouldn't want it any other way."
"Can't you get this kind of food on Betazed?" Krysa smiled.
"Sure, there are Earth restaurants, but somehow I doubt it can be anywhere as good as the original."
Krysa laughed, "Probably not."
Scene: Walking down the streets
Kavan looked at Krysa with quiet amusement. She noticed him looking at her. "What?" she asked.
"I still can't believe it!" he said with a teasing glance.
"Okay, I'm game, what can't you believe?"
"Where you put all that food." he said laughing. "Between the soup and salad, then an appetizer and the main course... you still had room for desert." They came to a lovely park and began walking through it.
"I always have room for chocolate. Every woman does." she said, joining his laughter.
"I can see I have a lot to learn about you." He took her hand as they strolled through the gently lit pathways.
"There will be plenty of time for that now," she said quietly. "I did marry you, and we will spend our lives together."
He smiled at her, "That's the best part." He motioned toward a park bench, where they sat down. "I consider myself a very lucky man, you know." They found themselves drawn together in a kiss. Kavan put his arms around her, pulling her tightly to him. "I just want to make you as happy."
Krysa relaxed in his embrace, "Kavan, I wouldn't have married you if I didn't think that I could be happy with you." The sat there like that, in silence, for a long time. Just enjoying the comfort of one another.
As the night air began to take on a light chill, Kavan whispered, "Perhaps we should head in for the night. We still have lots to do tomorrow."
Krysa nodded as they stood and headed toward their lodgings for the night. They had chosen a small family run Bed and Breakfast along the river. The owner was a native of New Orleans, claiming that her family had lived there for over 200 years. she was a wonderful hostess and both Krysa and Kavan liked her a lot.
As they entered the house, she approached them, "Did you find the restaurant alright?"
"Yes, we did, thank you," said Krysa smiling.
"I knew you would. Was it as good as I said it was?"
Kavan laughed, "Better! I know I probably ate too much, and I'm sure Krysa did!"
Krysa elbowed him gently, for his good natured teasing. But the woman just chuckled. "Ah it's so good to see you young people so happy. Now, is there anything I can get you before you turn in. I know you got lots of plans and I don't want to keep you up late."
Krysa smiled at her. "No thank you, I'll be fine."
"Me too," agreed Kavan.
She winked at them and told them good night as they headed up the stairs to their room. "So what are our plans for tomorrow?" asked Kavan, as they entered the room.
Krysa smiled, "Don't you want to be surprised?"
Regards,
Lt. Krysa Jenn
Kristen and Scott Gant
http://homepage.interaccess.com/~sgant/gant.htm
USS FEYNMAN: Wrapping up the BrOT
by Andrew Nugteren 5-7-1996
SD: 80507.1135
Scene: Main Bridge
>> "So, if we separate our resources, we might be able to do it!" Tok
>>finished the thought.
>
>"You are correct, Lietenant." the holographic Zane said. He then turned
>to Maril and nodded.
Jade felt the urge to object. "Sir, I don't think it's a wise idea..."
"Thank you for your opinion, Mr. Sr'qwon. Now if you'd join me on the battle bridge. Mr. Tok have Lieutenants Jenn and Terrel meet us there."
>"Aye, sir." Tok replied.
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Scene: Battle Bridge
Time: After the destruction of the attacking craft
"Open a channel to the Saucer Section," Zane ordered, relieved that the battle had gone in their favour. The Feynman was not primarily a fighting vessel, and in a tight situation is was often better to run than to fight.
Jade skillfully manipulated the controls. "Channel open, sir."
On the battle bridge viewer, Maril looked equally relieved. "Congratulations sir," he exclaimed. "That was like Demetrius to the Falcon."
Zane smiled at his metaphor. "The credit belongs to Lt.Tok I believe," he replied. "It was a fine idea to seperate the saucer, but that's something to discuss later. If you link our navigation controls into slave mode, Lt.Terrel can manipulate your position from here for linkup."
"Sir," Jade spoke up rather forcefully, and the heads on the battle bridge turned to her tactical station. "What I was trying to tell you before we seperated. The saucer and the engineering hulls cannot be reassembled in space."
Respectfully submitted
Lt(jg) Jade Sr'qwon
<<NRPG>>
Yeah... it has been a while unfortunately, but I am still around, and I have still been reading posts even if I haven't had the time to write any :)
Lysle: Sorry to dent your plan (which worked btw), but I felt that this was a fairly important consideration to make <G>
Max: Are we finished this section? I figure that with the saucer section having to be towed by tractor and the warp bubble in a very inefficient shape, it may well take several months to make it back to base :)
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USS FEYNMAN: Journey to the Past
by Andrew Catterick 5-7-1996
SD:80507.1900
Scene:Transporter Room, Nakamura Complex, Tokyo
As he materialized on the pad Zane found himself squinting, his eyes not yet having made the transition from drab grey to the bright sunlight shining in from the glass walls. Instantly a handsome Japanese man was bowing politely in front of him. Zane stepped down from the transporter pad and returned the bow, careful to match the depth and duration as he had been taught years before.
"Welcome to Tokyo and to the Nakumura Complex Commander Zane, I am Hoshi."
The fact that this man new him on site did not phase him, he knew that all of the greeters had sophisticated implants in their brains which allowed them to access computer core's all over the world. Before Zane had become fully reconstituted by the transporter Hoshi, recognizing the Starfleet uniform, had accessed the Fleet computers and put a name to the face. "Before we descend perhaps you would like to enjoy the view."
"Hai, dozo." Zane replied, idley wondering if he had just confused the word dozo for domo as he so often used to. He had only a rudimentary grasp of the language and it had been a long time.
Hoshi gestured towards the north wall. Each of the four slanted walls were transparent steel but the North one provided the best view.
Zane looked out and smiled. The clouds were low today and the ground was completely blocked from view. All Zane could see were the tips of the three other pyramid complex's that collectively formed the city of Tokyo. He was a little disappointed. Being almost 2000m up one would expect a tremendous view. Of course 'standing' on top of the clouds had its advantages. At least it was a sunny day. He had been here several times before but still found it hard to believe he was on the 599th floor of a glass pyramid whose base stretched for kilometers. The 600th, and top floor, of the building, of course being reserved for the office of the Japanese Prime Minister.
"I guess we better get going. If I remember it is a rather lengthy journey to the surface."
"Ah but it is a very comfortable ride. This way please."
Comfortably reclined in one of the room sized turbo-lift chairs Zane sipped at the tea he had been given and watched the wall video which presented a history of the pyramid cities that now covered Japan.
The idea of self contained cities was first discussed in a serious way in the 1990s as a solution to Japan's overcrowding, lack of resources and as protection from the elements notably earthquakes and typhoon. After several designs were put forth the pyramid design was accepted as the most viable option and construction of the first enclosed city began in 2004 just outside of Tokyo as a joint endeavour between the government and a consortium of business elements. Completed in 2015 it became the model for the future. Within in 2 decades three, more larger versions, had been constructed in Japan and 2 in China.
With the out break of the Third World War in the mid 21st century these cities came crashing down. An easy target, the two pyramids that had replaced Tokyo (a second much larger version of the first had been completed in 2032) fell victim to one of the wars opening shots as the Russian Federation invaded the historically contested Kurile Islands. When the Japanese Navy responded with an attack against Vladisvostock Tokyo was leveled.
With the conclusion of the war the pyramid design took on an even greater importance as self contained cities became one of the only places of refuge from the radiation and destruction the war had left behind. It was during this period that they truly became an 'everyday fact of life'. Presently, more than 93% of the Japanese population resides in such structures and there are similar complexes on every continent.
As the video ended the doors of the lift opened to the sights and sounds of the cities main transportation hub. After politily thanking Hoshi for his hospitality Zane walked out on to the Observation Level to get a bird's eye view of where he was going.
The hub was a bustle of activity which rivaled ALPHA's spacedock in terms of scope and size. From here one could hire land, sea, air and space transportation to just about anywhere. Spying the Bullet Train station about two kilometres to the north he stepped down to the floorway and selected the proper moving strip. After a few jumps to the adjacent, faster moving walking ways he was soon up to a comfortable 90 km/h and quickly approaching the station.
regards,
Andy
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS
USS FEYNMAN: A French Spring Night
by Charles Jencks 5-8-1996
SD 80508.0130
Castle Boulanger, Strasbourg, France
Lieutenant (jg) Krazny was laying on the bed, eyes closed, remembering the way the sun had glinted off the buildings that afternoons. Not particularly interesting, but familiar...
A faint voice said, "Can I come in?"
The door squeaked open and Sally Ryan came in, dressed in a slate grey bathrobe. She sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Krazzie, we need to talk."
"What, Sallie?"
She leaned over, so that her lips were practically touching his close cropped hair. Then she whispered "I love you." It was then that he noticed she'd untied the bathrobe...
"Me too... but what would the Captain say?"
She purred, "Don't bring up work at a time like this... OK?"
He suddenly felt grateful for the civvies he'd been wearing... they were far easier to take off. She bolted the door and came back completely naked, across the moonlit third floor room, and laid down on the bed.
Krazny stopped regretting the way Ensign Strait had dumped him.
NRPG:
Well.... I would go farther but I don't have the time right now.
Krysa: Don't think you'll be the only married officer for long... ;)
Charles
USS FEYNMAN: More BrOT and Shore Leave
by Max Felsher 5-8-1996
SD 80508.0300(GMT)
MD 9.0100
Holodeck 2: BrOT
"Computer, freeze program," Maril's seemingly disembodied voice rang out. However, he soon appeared as the holographic simulations froze in the middle of their actions.
"Very nice work. You handled that like the champion of Ictab. However, you still have two more sections to go. Computer, begin Bridge Officer's Test, Variation- Beta, Section 2."
Maril disappeared as the simulation hummed back to life, this time with Tok at Tactical, Sr'qwon at the Helm, and Krazny at Ops.
Again, the three officers settled into their positions. "Captain, it appears that we are in orbit of Felor XII, an uninhabited planet," Krazny reported.
Those on the Bridge who were holographic grinned for a second. "Yes, isn't that where we're supposed to be?" Zane asked, smiling.
"Ahhh...yes, sir."
Suddenly, Tok reported, "Sir, we're receiving a distress call from Felor...III. Apparently, there is a large starship near their spaceport. Its warp core is overloading. The core can't be ejected far enough away from the area, and there are not any ships large enough to get it farther away."
"Mr. Sr'qwon, set course for Felor III, full impulse and engage when ready," Zane ordered.
<<<<NRPG:Here's another test for you BrOT-ers. Figure something out...now! ;) Now, on to the "present". I assume we will(or have) stop(ped) using MD's. FYI, for the next section, I will use first names for Maril and his family.>>>>
Johannesburg, Earth
Onta and his family, including little Krysel, walked through the busy city square, noticing all the things that were different about this strange planet.
"Four hundred and fifty bloomings-of-the-crocuses ago, this land was like the winter and the summer to now. It was like Fibbervi and the beggar, in many ways. The sun rose high for some and low for others...," Onta began to tell a little bit about the area.
The sun has met the sea,
Lt. Commander Onta Maril,
First Officer, USS Feynman,
aka Max Felsher
NRPG: Well, this is just to keep things going. BTW, I will start thinking about which river should be for Krysel soon. Start suggesting, although I may not pick any of them. ;)
BrOT: I will re-iterate:solve the situation! :)
Jospeh: If you get killed, I'll strangle you! ;) Anyway, that pirate captain can't have you for too long. Your piloting skills have been leased to the Feynman. ;D
Everybody have fun on shore leave!
