From: Masako Goto <mgoto@indiana.edu>
Date: Fri, 22 Aug 1997 09:57:15 -0500
Subject: USS CHESAPEAKE: The Fielding Wave

SD 90822.1428

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Ten-Forward Lounge
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MD 14.2046

        Lieutenant (junior grade) Derek Fielding listened attentively to the
FCO with something approaching alarm.  Bug and grub juice?  Fly-type
thingie?  He could only hope that the Corellian insect population was less
likely to cause fatal illnesses than the ones found on Earth.

        "Errr... I *see*," he said, as Mr. O'Graeach finished telling him of
the biscuits.  "If I might ask, how do you know so much about Corellian
delicacies?  It seems to me that you didn't have a very good experience with
them; I would have thought you'd run away from them, if you'll pardon the
assumption, before you saw what they ate."

        Derek studied the red-haired young man thoughtfully.  There was one
thing, he thought, about those psychometric tests of Anne's.  He would have
loved to test out this most unusual person.

<<NRPG: Fabian, you do a better Derek (and Anne!) than I do an Oz, so I
leave the rest to you.... ::wink::>>

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MD 14.2100

        Derek had decided to get yet another glass of lime-cherry juice when
his comm badge chirped.

        He tapped it, fully expecting it to be Anne with more orders.

        "Yeah?" was, consequently, his casual answer.

        [Sir, you asked us to advise you if we saw any carbon currents
within forty parsecs of our current position,] the voice said calmly.  Derek
placed it as Cadet Gerri Lancivernon's.  [The current is approaching slowly,
and it seems to be dissipating.]

        "Good... thank you for the information, Mr. Lancivernon.  I will be
there at 2300 hours or earlier.  Please let me know if the current comes
closer than ten parsecs."

        [Yes, sir.  Lancivernon out.]

        Derek let his mind file away the information, then clicked back into
socialization mode.  It wouldn't do to let the Corellians and ShipOres
representatives think that there was a problem.

Respectfully submitted,

Masako Goto
Lt(jg) Derek Fielding, Ph.D.
aCSciO
USS CHESAPEAKE NCC-31813
mgoto@indiana.edu

<<NRPG>>

All: Sorry so short... :(

Takako: Yup, I know that he's been breveted (::wink::)... but at the time of
this post, he's still O-2 and aCSciO.  :)

Matthew: NRPG coming your way...

Melvin: Is th'Tellan enjoying the reception?

Jim: Too bad Armstrong missed the reception... but Derek would probably want
to visit Engineering anyway... <EG>

Lynnaea: Nice post, Lynnaea!  And I wish you the very best in your move into
college life!  :)

Fabian: As stated above, I leave it to you.  Your last post was
*hilarious*... I just hope poor Oz doesn't get court-martialed!  :)

Chris: Derek thinks Catherine is a gem... just thought I'd let you know.  :)

James: You will probably find that Derek is a *lot* easier to deal with than
Anne.  Otherwise, you *know* I'd made a mistake!  :)

Naomi: Derek might want to visit David, if only to chat.  Is David at the
reception?  As the Marine Commanding Officer, I shouldn't wonder if he
*is*... :) If not, though, no fear... Derek is an outgoing type of guy... :)

Greg, Trevin: I'm kinda wary about approaching either of your characters;
however, if they, for some odd reason, wish to speak with the aCSciO, they
are more than welcome... and he *doesn't* throw PADDs.  ;)

"She's the *Captain*," WhitePaws quickly whispered in his sister's ear,
"I think that you're supposed to call her Captain!"
		    -from "USS NEBULA: Just Having Fun" (Chris Fontaine)
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