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United or Untied: A serialized Stev story. Part 3

“Atropos?” he stated more than asked.

“Yes, and you are Captain Teven?” she said barely able to contain the small smile forming at the corner of her mouth.

“She recognizes me even through the Romulan disguise,” Stev thought to himself. “Yes, I understand you are in need of a ship?” he replied in the aloof manner of a Romulan merchant-prince.

“Yes I have a very special delivery that needs to be made.” She returned, able to now mask her near slip with the relief of someone who just got some good news.

“Wonderful, perhaps we could discuss the terms of this delivery aboard my ship and you can determine if it will suit your needs,” Stev waved his arm indicating she could enter the vessel if she wished.

Atropos affected an appraising eye and then looked the Ghost Rider, now masquerading as the Plaplak Jag’r and then spoke, “Yes your ship looks adequate enough from the exterior. I need to determine if it has the cargo capacity needed.”

Stev placed his palm on the hidden scanner located on the exterior bulkhead. The hatch opened and he stepped through.

“Follow me,” he called over his shoulder. “Audio-masking now,” he called to his tribble using the protocol indicating non-approved personnel were coming aboard.

Phread initiated the computer procedure that recorded the voice patterns of those speaking inside the shuttle. The computer then rebroadcast an innocuous conversation using those same vocal patterns to any external scanning or listening devices.

Stev waited at the entrance for the human female to enter. Once she was inside he sealed the hatch and proceeded to the cargo area of his tiny craft. Describing the elaborate measures he could use to ensure the safety of the cargo he kept an eye on the computer screens. When the computer had recorded enough of Professor Jenkins vocal patterns to initiate the audio-masking protocol Stev wound down the tour of the cargo bay. He then indicated the living quarters as the direction to go. When the pair had seated themselves in the eating area and he had verified that audio-masking was running, Stev finally let the recognition he had suppressed earlier show on his face.

“Professor Jenkins, it has been a long time since Fourth-Year Alien Languages.”

Jij y’trewq O’k?” she asked in Andorian.

Reowr mahwahr Stev,” he replied in Caitian.

Noto ta, Stev?” she asked in Vulcan.

Yes it is really me, the man who according to you did more for the universal translator than the legendary Hoshi Sato,” he replied also in Vulcan.

Stev? How long has it been and what happened to your forehead?” she continued the conversation in Vulcan.

It has been twenty-eight standard years since I was in your class and the forehead is a long story.”

Part 1 can be found here
Part 2 can be found here

December 7, 2010 Posted by | Star Trek, Vulcan Stev | , | Leave a comment

A day that will live in infamy?

I really couldn’t post a demotivational poster today. How many of you actually know what happened 69 years ago?  The nation of Japan attacked the American Pacific fleet while docked at Pearl Harbor.

President Roosevelt declared the date “A Day that will live in infamy”.  Webster’s defines the word as a state of extreme dishonor.

The United States was attacked without provocation, drawing us into a war that claimed many of our finest young men and women.  That certainly lives up to the definition in my opinion.  We stopped Hitler from expanding his influence across Europe, sent the imperial hungerings of an island nation back to their home islands.

After the war America rebuilt Europe, we rebuilt Japan and rebooted their economy.  Today Europeans look at Americans with disdain.  Our economy is a mess because we import so much of our consumer goods from Asia.  Does today’s generation realize the sacrifices of that generation?  Do they even care that our freedoms which we take for granted were bought and paid for by the blood of those who gave their lives in service to our country?

Take the time today to seek out a WW2 veteran and thank them for their service to our country.  Then take the time to thank a current member of our armed forces and thank them for the job they are doing.  Just remember that we would be living in a very different world had it not been for the events of Sunday December 7th, 1941

December 7, 2010 Posted by | Life near an Iowa Cornfield | , , | 4 Comments