From: Masakog@aol.com
Date: Sun, 25 May 1997 00:10:51 -0400 (EDT)
Subject: USS CHESAPEAKE: Those Who Stand and Wait
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Warning, if you will: This is entirely Junior Officer stuff, so if you don't
want to read about Fielding and Decker, you don't have to read it if you
don't want to. :) Sorry about the length.... I know it's short.
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SD 90525.0326
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Main Science Laboratory
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MD 4.1400
The afternoon was off to a rousing start, as far as Fielding
was concerned. The lessons had gone well with the students that
morning, according to Decker; and the Bunny Incident was beyond his
scope of influence, or so the Chief Science Officer had told him.
"Let Stevie take care of that," was what she had actually
said. "He's head of the bio department, isn't he? And the rabbit
is a biological specimen, right? Let *him* take care of it. I want
you to take a look at all this junk that the MLD sent over last night
for my perusal. I've been busy and haven't had time to look at it."
Fielding had been happy enough to accept the so-called "junk"
(which turned out to be a batch of files concerning the known facts
about the Corellis star system) and had spent most of the morning
doing just what she had suggested.
Now, with coffee mug in hand, Murray away from her office,
and Decker sitting across from him, Fielding's happiness was
complete. Or would have been complete, had Decker's hair not been
quite so blue. Smashing looks and all, but that *hair*...
"So, whaddaya think?" asked Karen Decker, making a rather
obnoxious sound with her straw. She had something of a sweet tooth,
and she had ordered an ice cream soda from the replicator.
"About what?" asked Fielding. He pretended not to notice
Decker's eccentric eating habits. At least she wasn't pouring
chili powder in her soda.
"About this mission, silly," said Decker. She grinned at
him. "She told us to look for sociological information, remember?"
The 'She' was clearly capitalized. "Now, you tell me why the
Science department is supposed to look for *sociological* info."
"Because we have extra computer resources?" joked Fielding.
He swallowed some coffee, then made a tremendous face. Scalding
hot was just how he liked it... but it wasn't good for preventing
internal injuries.
"Actually," he managed to squeak after a moment, "I think
it sounds interesting. And, to be honest, I kind of like looking
into this angle of it. You know, how joining the Federation can
benefit the scientific advances of a society... or hinder it. And
how the existing scientific technology and institutions might be
affected by the Federation, and how they may affect us."
"Yes, that's true," said Decker, taking a satisfyingly large
swallow of her soda. Apparently deciding that the conversation was
veering too much toward the philosophical side of things, she
changed the topic without so much as a blink. "How about the star
system? Whaddaya think of that?"
Decker got impatient with her straw and took it out of the
glass, tossing it carelessly into the recycling receptacle. Fielding
thought of the hundred different ways in which Decker could improve
herself, the thousand different ways in which she could never be
convinced to change, and the million different ways in which she
just might appear attractive to a young man who had nothing better
to think about or look at in a given moment.
"Well..." Fielding brought his thoughts back to the question
in the air. "I think multiple-star systems give me the shivers.
Too used to Earth, I guess. But this ternary system, now... the
calculation of orbits should interest several people we know..."
with a conspiratorial smirk "...and the effect on the society itself
might be worth study. I don't know. I mean, there are so many
star systems, you know? It used to wow people, finding binary and
ternary systems. And now, it's like that's normal."
"Probably is, to the Corellians, anyway," commented Decker,
finishing off her soda in one tremendous gulp. "So what about this
whole mining business?"
"Hey, I'm not a sociologist!" laughed Fielding. "Just
because I happen to look like I know everything..."
"I never said you *did*," returned Decker with a wolfish
grin. "Now what do you say we go find Serak and see what he has
to say about conjuring up some nice sociological reports for
La Prima Donna?"
"Karen! Don't be mean!"
"Serak could take it," said Decker with a straight face.
"He's a Vulcan... he'll conjure up the moon if it's in the line
of logic."
She flashed a grin at Fielding before rushing out of his
office, and Fielding chased after her, as happy as a fifth-grader
chasing his favorite classmate.
When the Chief is away, the Juniors go forth to enjoy the
silly things in life.
Respectfully submitted,
Masako Goto
Lt. Anne (aka "La Prima Donna") Murray
CSciO
USS CHESAPEAKE, NCC-31813
...
and, of course, Karen Decker and Derek Fielding
MasakoG@aol.com
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Amy, Takako: Any "real" scientific stuff that you want addressed wrt the
mission?
Melvin: So... what do you say about the Sereh situation?
Fabian: How's Oz? How are *you*?
Chris: Hope you're doing well... by the way, if I can't get Anne to shape up
(which is a possibility I have to face), I might have to post for
Fielding/Decker again, so MD 6 *might* become filled up. I'll try my best,
but sorry if I have to use the time.
James: I'm assuming that they didn't get your original report (ref. "Scribble
Scribble"... btw, I found a book by that name at a store today!)
Naomi: Hope David, Galia, et al. are doing well, and I hope that you are fine
as well!
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