STAR TREK: THE CROUTON GENERATION
			  SEASON THREE
			Episodes #19-20
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Date: Thu, 21 Feb 91 21:09:39 edt
From: "U.S.S. Chivalier (Yee, Eugene)" 

                          Next time on an ALL NEW

                     STAR TREK: the CROUTON GENERATION

Matt Ender's powerful doohickie is stolen (Yee:  Ho boy.  A potential maniac
on the loose with Matt's powerful doohickie?  How exciting!) by a gang member
in Boston.  Can Captain Kabeta and crew stop him with harsh language from
taking further lives, including theirs (Kabeta:  GIVE ME THE DAMN ROD, TWERP!)?
Or will Commander Carter save the day, and prove that he can do more than just
serve pizza (Carter:  Hell of a time to think of food, Euge.)?

               Next time on STAR TREK: the CROUTON GENERATION

                           (will be posted soon)

                        ** Lt. Eugene "Euge" Yee
                           U.S.S. Chivalier Con Officer and Film Critic

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Date: Fri, 22 Feb 91 14:01:52 edt
From: "U.S.S. Chivalier (Yee, Eugene)" 
Subject: ST:tCG *** long ***

[Opening scene of the _Chivalier_ at jolt-warp speed.  Then, of the bridge.
 Lt. Yee is at the con.]

[Lt. Yee's voice-over]

Personal log, stardate 102013.8
     Lieutenant Eugene "Euge" Yee reporting.  The _Chivalier_ is on a course to
rendez-vous with the _Heisenberg_ in sector 069 of the LMC, so that I may be
dropped off to spend my shore leave time once again with Captain Kabeta, Lt.
Commander McDonagh, Mr. Ender, and Commander Carter who, from the _Melbourne_,
will also be there.

[Captain Chow has just delivered the punchline to another of his "infamous"
 jokes to the bridge crew.]

Chow: ...the Burning "Bush"!  Get it?  BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

[Everyone groans.]

Yee: [turns around in his chair] Captain?
Chow:  Hm?  Oh yes.  [waves] You're relieved, Lieutenant.  Enjoy, will you?
Yee:  Thank you.  I will, sir.  [proceeds hastily to the turbolift]
Chow:  Hey, how many Iraqis does it take to screw in a light bulb?  [pause]
   All of them!  BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

[continuing voice-over]

     I'm REALLY looking forward to meeting them again.

                                * * * * *

[Earth.  Boston, Massachusetts.  Coolidge Corner, to be precise.  Kabeta and
 Euge, followed by McDonagh and Ender, are coming out of a theatre.  They've
 just seen "Walt Disney's Fantasia".]

Yee:  Thumbs up! [raises his right thumb]
Kabeta:  [to Euge] flirt flirt
Yee:  OH?  Two thumbs up! [raises his left thumb too]
Ender/McDonagh:  [sing] Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
                        Who was very rarely stable.
                        Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
                        Who could think you under the table.
                        David Hume could out-consume
                        Shopenhauer and Hegel
                        And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
                        Who was just as slushed as Schleigel.

                        There's nothing Nietchze wouldn't teach
                        About the raising of the wrist.
                        Socrates himself was permanently pissed.
                        John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
                        On half a pint of shandy was perpetually ill.
                        Plato, they say, could stick it away,
                        Half a crate of whiskey every day...

[Kabeta rolls her eyes]

Yee:  [amused and points to the two behind] Are they always like that?
Kabeta:  mm-hm.
Yee:  [raises an eyebrow] Fascinating.
Ender/McDonagh:  [cont] Aristotle, Aristrole was a bugger for the bottle,
                        Hobbes was fond of his dram
                        And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart:
                        "I drink, therefore I am!"
                        Yes, Socrates himself is particulary missed,
                        A lovely little thinker but a bugger when he's pissed.
Kabeta:  GAAAA!
McDonagh:  Captain--what?

[They all come to look at an empty parking space.]

Kabeta:  Our shuttlecraft!  Some sleezebags stole our shuttlecraft!
Ender:  Captain, with all the alien menaces you've faced in your life, how can
   you let a shuttlecraft get to you like that?
Kabeta:  Those doggie-bags from Bertucci's you asked for were in there.
Ender:  [acting hysterically] Aye carumba!  Alert Security!
Kabeta:  [not amused, crosses her arms] Very funny.  But that's not all... the
   Inter-Multi-Dimensional Shifting, Flux-Capacitating, Warp Transitional,
   Molecular Ionizing, Bio-Mechanical, Parasitic, Sentient, Darkforce
   Generating, Lifeforce Consuming, 2AA-Energizer Operated, Weiner-Shaped,
   Matt Ender's very own invention-rod.
Ender:  Uh-oh.
Kabeta:  That's an understatement!  I've got to contact Bill!  [taps
   communicator] Kabeta to Bill.  [pause] Damn, no answer.
McDonagh:  What a mess!  If someone gets a hold of that, I shudder to think of
   the possibilities. [shakes his head like how a dog does]
Yee:  [worried] Ho boy.  A potential maniac on the loose with Matt's powerful
   doohickie?  [smiles] How exciting!

[Upon hearing that remark, Kabeta, McDonagh, and Ender look at Euge
 strangely]

                                * * * * *

                     STAR TREK: the CROUTON GENERATION

                               "Fellowship"

                              Guest starring

                 Billy Warlock          Puck
                 Reginald Vel Johnson   Commissioner Dryson

                 Written by
                      Eugene "Euge" Yee

                 Directed by
                      Bill Carter

                 Music performed by
                      The Skywalker Symphony Orchestra

                 "The Philosophers' Song" lyrics given by
                      Sue Gilliam

                                * * * * *

McDonagh:  [finishing up on adjustments to Euge's Swiss-army camera] Okay,
   Captain.  [snaps the casing in place]  It's all set.  The optical system
   of the camera will home in on the particle trail of the rod and lead us
   right to it.
Kabeta:  So let's move!
Ender:  Actually, I wanted to stop off at Bertucci's again...
Kabeta:  Bertucci's will have to wait.
Ender:  But my pizza!  [sulks]
McDonagh:  [the camera begins a low buzz] We've got a signal!
Yee:  Kabeta, McDonagh, Ender, and Yee... what a team!
McDonagh:  Why are you so enthusiastic?!

                                * * * * *

[South End, better known as "Southie", a shady side of Boston]

Ender:  You sure we're still in Boston?  It looks more like my home planet to
   me.
Yee:  Your home planet is like this?
Ender:  Maybe a little better.  [shrugs]
McDonagh:  According to the signal, the rod's somewhere near us within a 30
   feet radius.
Kabeta:  [frustrated] We could have been here sooner and gone if we didn't
   have to constantly drag Mr. Ender out of every Bertucci's restaurant we've
   passed by!
Yee:  Take it easy, Kabeta.  Pizzas are a totally alien and new concept for
   Mr. Ender.

[They all turn and look at Ender, while he devours a whole pizza pie with
 relative 8-dimensional ease]

Kabeta:  [sighs] I understand that.  It's just that I don't want Starfleet to
   get word of this... for Mr. Ender's sake.
Yee:  Don't worry.  We'll get it back.
Kabeta:  [calms down] You're right.  [pause] SO WHERE'S THE ROD?!  [to
   McDonagh] YOU HAVE A CLEAR FIX ON IT YET?!
McDonagh:  [bows] Right this way, madam et messieurs.

[They turn down an alley, into a clearing]

Kabeta:  [turns to McDonagh, and between her teeth] Which way was it again?!
McDonagh:  This is odd.  The signal indicates that we're right on top of it.
   It should be right... uh, guys?
Kabeta:  What?

[They look in McDonagh's direction and sees what little is left of their
 shuttlecraft... scrap]

McDonagh:  Now Captain, don't get--
Kabeta:  ARRRRGH!
McDonagh:  --excited.
Ender:  Maybe it's not as bad as it looks.  Y'know, shuttle maintenance can do
   wonders with body-works these days.

[McDonagh and Euge goes to check the wreckage]

Kabeta:  I'll do some body-work on those creeps who trashed our shuttlecraft,
   I'll tell you that!
Yee:  [kneeling] I don't think you'll have to.
Kabeta:  What do you mean?
Yee:  They're all dead.

[They see four-charred bodies further inside the wreckage]

                                * * * * *

Yee:  The thing I don't understand is... what did they crash into?  It looks
   like the shuttlecraft's been mashed.  But how?
McDonagh:  Euge is right.  That craft looks like it was pounded.
Yee:  Something's fishy here.
Ender:  Must have been the anchovies.
Yee:  Just what is darkforce?
Ender:  Darkforce is a new type of energy I've came upon while tapping into
   another dimension with the rod, a new invention of mine which I had hoped
   to be the next step above your phasers.  Like its namesake tells, it's
   black.  Highly an unusual color for any form of energy.  And speaking of
   forms, it can be tangible, solid at times... other times, intangible,
   fog-like.
Yee:  Can be?  So it IS alive?
Ender:  Yep, in a manner of speaking.  Furthermore...
McDonagh:  I suggest we find the rod.  The signal's still strong.  It's here.
   Somewhere.
Kabeta:  Well then, let's get to it!  I want that rod in my hands now!  If
   something weird is going on, I want to be ready for trouble when it hits--

[A black stream of energy suddenly strikes the ground in front of them.  The
 resulting explosion knocks everyone, but Ender, out.]

Ender:  What in the rednettam happened?  I... [looks up] oh no.  Oh Captain!
   I think we found my rod.

                                * * * * *

[A dude, cladded in a denim vest and jeans, sporting your average street-punk
 look, looms over Ender with the rod in hand.]

Puck:  AWWW RIGHT!
Ender:  Uh, you wouldn't consider putting that down, would you?
Puck:  I'll consider shoving it down your throat, man.  An' then blowin' your
   stinkin' head off!
Ender:  I don't think you really understand.  Y'see, that rod.  It's very
   powerful.  And extremely dangerous.
Puck:  You should know, pal!  One shot an' I took your buddies out!  One shot!
Ender:  Yes.  And a very good shot it was.  But you're missing my point.
   The rod?  [gets up] Well, it's sort of alive.
Puck:  Alive yeah!  You bet it is!  I... I can hear it talkin' t'me.  It tells
   what t'do.
Ender:  That's just it.  Only someone like me... someone with my 8-dimensional
   knowledge and abilities, and not to mention my dashing good looks, can
   resist.
Puck:  Who wants to resist?  It's talkin' sense, man!  Destroy your enemies,
   it says!  Take it all for yourself!  Just like I took this from that craft
   an' wasted my pals when they wanted a piece of it!  Yeah, this knows truth,
   man.  It knows that the only place to walk in life is on the dark side.
Ender:  That's not truth.  The damn thing's broadcasting subliminals.
   Look.
Puck:  You think I care what you know?!?!  I'm hip to your game, man!  You
   just want the power for yourself!  You want my rod, man?  Then take it!  Come
   on!  Let's see if you're man enough!

[Ender pauses]

Puck:  I knew it!  You're a freakin' wimp!  No one's gonna be able t'stop me
   now!  With this baby, I'm gonna wipe out every other street gang in Boston!
   Puck will rule, man!
Ender:  No, wait!  You can't just--

[A dark, but brilliant, flash of light appears and Puck disappears.]

Ender:  Damn!  He teleported out.

                                * * * * *

[The Harvard Physics Grad Hotel]

Carter:  Might as well pack it in.  [hears an explosion] But then again...

                                * * * * *

[Somewhere in Boston Common Park, Puck looms over more bodies of his
 ex-comrades.  The rod in his hand cracks and sparks with more of the unusual
 darkforce energy.]

Puck:  I can't believe it!  They laughed at me!  My own gang laughed at me!
   But I showed 'em!  I showed 'em all!  What the hell do I need a gang for...
   when I've got the power!  No one can stop me!  I'll kill 'em!  I'll kill
   'em all!  No one is gonna get away from me!  I... I'm startin' t'feel
   really weird.  Maybe that guy was right.  Maybe-- [hears sirens] cops?
   Yeah, I hear ya.  Don't worry.  Don't doubt.  Just find the enemy... and
   kill.  I can dig it.  So come on, cops.  Do your worst!
Carter:  [from behind, drawing a phaser] Forget the police.  You've got more
   immediate problems.
Puck:  [turns] Huh?  Back off, man, or--
Carter:  Or what?  You'll shoot me with a weiner?  I'm the one holding the
   phaser, punk!
Puck:  That's Puck!  Weiner?  Don't make me laugh!

[Three police cars arrive.  Officers quickly get out of the car drawing and
 pointing their phasers at Puck and Carter.  A black, chubby officer leads
 them.]

Dryson:  [drawing a phaser] Hold it right there, pal!
Carter:  All of you, get back before--
Dryson:  You're in no position to threaten us, pal!  So just get those hands
   up and--
Carter:  You don't understand!  I'm not responsible for this!  He's going to--
Puck:  [to Carter] Havin' a little trouble with the man?  Lemme show you how
   to put 'im in his place. [raises and points the rod toward the police; the
   rod begins to crackle and spark]
Carter:  NO!!!

[Puck fires]

                                * * * * *

Yee:  [putting his hand to his forehead] Ooh, my head hurts.
Ender:  Just be thankful you're alive, Euge.  That could have just as easily
   reduced us to subatomic particles.
Kabeta:  [McDonagh helping her to her feet] We've got to get it back!
McDonagh:  And we will, Captain.  That kid just took us by surprise.  That's
   all.  He won't get lucky twice.
Kabeta:  Luck had nothing to do with it.
Yee:  [doing an impersonation of Darth Vader breathing loudly] I find your
   lack of faith... [breathes loudly again] disturbing.
Kabeta:  With Matt's rod, there is no bright side.  Did I just say that?  How's
   the tracking going, McDonagh?
McDonagh:  I've pinpointed the location.
Ender:  [looks toward the sky] Although I tend to think we could've done it
   without the device.

[Kabeta, McDonagh, and Euge look upwards.  A brilliant inferno luminates the
 night from another part of town.  Smoke fills the air.]

                                * * * * *

[Later.  The area in Boston Common is sealed off with more police cars and
 officers.  Medics are tending to the wounded.  Other officers are pulling
 back the bodies of those who fell victim to the rod.  Kabeta, McDonagh, Ender,
 and Euge have already joined up with Carter and Dryson.]

Puck:  C'mon, I ain't got all night!  Make your move!
Dryson:  I hope you people know what you're doing.  That maniac's killed
   twelve officers already!
Carter:  Trust us.
Dryson:  Easy for you to say, pal.  The street's not littered with the bodies
   of your friends.
Kabeta:  Commissioner Dryson, I understand your pain.  But believe me.  We'll
   stop him.  No more lives will be lost.
McDonagh:  This had better work.

[McDonagh sets his phaser at maximum stun.  He sneaks behind a destroyed police
 car to another to close in on Puck.  Ender, the other side.]

Puck:  Come on, damn you!  Do it!  You're afraid, aren't ya?!  Afraid of me!
   Afraid of the power I serve!

[McDonagh jumps up and fires his phaser.  Puck is hit, but seems unfazed.
 McDonagh quickly adjusts the phaser setting to kill and fires.  A direct hit
 again, but Puck is still unfazed.]

Puck:  Oh please... you don't think that can stop me?!
McDonagh:  No... but it was worth a try.  Zoiks.

[Puck fires at the squad car in front of McDonagh.  The resulting explosion
 throws and knocks McDonagh unconscious.]

Yee:  McDonagh!
Dryson:  Damn!  Do yourself a favor, kid.  Put the weapon down!
Puck:  No!  Never!
Kabeta:  Think about what you've done today!  You've killed a dozen policemen!
   You murdered your friends!
Puck:  My friends?  Nah, I'd never hurt them.  We're... we're brothers.  I'd
   never--
Kabeta:  You did!!  The rod made you do it!  Now give it up!
Puck:  Go to hell!
Carter:  So much for reason.
Yee:  [to Kabeta] Be careful.  Remember, he's not responsible.
Kabeta:  Sure, Euge.  I'll be gentle as a kitten.  NOW GIVE ME THE DAMN ROD,
   TWERP!
Puck:  You want it?  Come and get it!

[Ender rushes and struggles with Puck for the rod in hand.]

Ender:  tsk tsk.  For all the destruction you've caused today, you're
   inexperienced.  You can't use the rod to its full potential.  And we're not
   giving you the chance to learn.
Puck:  Not good enough, huh?

[Seizing the opportunity, Kabeta rushes at Puck too.  But Puck manages to slap
 her hard across the face.  Knocking her unconscious.  The rod begins to
 crackle and sparkle again.  Unleashing an intense force, it repels and throws
 Ender a few feet away.]

Puck:  What've you got to say for yourself now?  I'm one with the rod!

[Euge begins to charge at Puck, but is held back by Carter.]

Yee:  Let go of me!  He hurted them!
Carter:  Getting yourself hurt, or even killed, along with them isn't going to
   help!  Listen to me, Euge!
Yee:  [calms down and pauses] Got any ideas?
Carter:  Uh huh, providing there's a sporting goods store nearby.

                                * * * * *

Dryson:  Open fire!
Puck:  [struck by multiple phaser hits, but with no effect]  Huh?!  You dare?!
   YOU DARE?!  Don't you know who I am?!  I'm... I'm... I... I can't remember.
   But that doesn't matter.  What matters is!  I'm yours!  Do with me as you
   please, great rod!  I don't matter!  I never mattered!  I'm scum!  I'm
   worthless!  I live to serve you!  To destroy in your awful name!

[Euge notices that Puck has become emaciated, his eyes dark and hollow.]

Yee:  You're sick, and you don't even know it!
Puck:  Sick?  Me?!  I've never been better... stronger in my life!
Yee:  You don't have a life!  That rod's taken it away!  Can't you see that?!
Puck:  All I can see is another loser who needs to be taught a lesson!  And
   it's one you're not gonna like!  Compassionate.  Weak.  The rod hates
   weakness.

[Suddenly, an arrow pierces Puck's upper left leg.  He screams in pain and
 sees Carter, with a crossbow in his hand, carrying Ender back.  Ender soon
 comes to.]

Yee:  [to Carter] Nice going, Commander.  You might give Crossfire a run for
   his money.  [he and a medic attends to Ender]
Dryson:  Well, at least you got his attention.  Just in time too.
Yee:  I don't understand.  How could an arrow nail him when phaser fire
   couldn't?
Ender:  It's the rod.  It can only deal with threats it understands.  And they
   don't do much fighting with arrows up on my civilization.
Dryson:  Lord, look at his face!  What's happening to him?!
Ender:  Another side effect of the rod.  It's draining his life force, using
   it to feed itself.  He's already dead.  He just doesn't know it yet.
Puck:  All right, creeps.  I'm tired of tryin' to pop you from behind those
   cars.  Come on out fer your medicine, or I turn yer friend's head into a
   doughnut!  [points the rod at Kabeta's head]

[Euge's stomach suddenly growls.  Carter, Ender, and Dryson look at him.]

Yee:  Hey, I only had a slice of pizza for dinner.  [grins]
Carter:  Hell of a time to think of food, Euge.  But if I can just nail him from
   here... [he raises and aims the crossbow at Puck's right hand, which is
   holding the rod.]
Puck:  I'm waiting!
Yee:  Why are you doing this?  We only want to help you.
Puck:  Help me?!?  [laughs maniacally] Where were ya when I was nine... when
   my mom abandoned me?!  When my old man tossed and beated me around every
   night?!  When the guys at school picked on me cuz I'm different?!  The
   closest thing to a family was my gang.  Tell me!  Where were you when I
   needed [pause] a friend?

[Carter releases the trigger.  The arrow goes through Puck's hand.  The rod
 slips out of Puck's hand and falls vertically.  When its one end struck the
 ground, the rod fires a full blast of darkforce out its other end.
 Unfortunately, Puck's head happens to be in the way.]

Yee:  NO!  We should've saved him!  [runs to Puck's body and looks at it] Damn.

[Ender and medics run to tend to Kabeta and Tom.  Seeing that they're fine, he
 goes over to pick up the rod and tucks it in his coat pocket.]

Carter:  [walking over to Euge and puts his arm around him] C'mon, Euge.

                                  * * * * *

[Bertucci's]

McDonagh:  Today is a happy, festive occasion!  Let's not bicker and argue
   over who killed who!
Kabeta:  sigh.

[A waitress finally brings the two veggie pizzas they ordered.]

McDonagh:  And there was much rejoicing... YEAAAAAAAAAA!
Yee:  [to Kabeta] flirt flirt [winks at her]
Kabeta:  OH?
Ender:  Commander Carter, would you be so kind?  [hands his plate to Carter]
Carter:  sigh.
Yee:  [to the waitress] Excuse me, could you please take a picture of us?  I'd
   appreciate it.  flirt flirt
Waitress:  Sure.  [smiles]

[Euge hands over his Swiss-army camera to her.  As she looks into the camera,
 Kabeta and company squeeze in together and smile... FLASH!]

                                  * * * * *

[Euge's quarters.  He's holding up that picture of Carter, Ender, McDonagh,
 Kabeta and 65% of himself.]

[Continuing Euge's voice-over]

Personal log, supplemental
     My high school, chemistry instructor once said to me that the friends one
find during his/her college years are the friends that matter the most... more
so than those one have in high school.  It's taken me 19 years to have finally
found them.

Larkin [ic]:  Lt. Yee, ready for croutonizing over to the _Heisenberg_ ?
Yee:  [taps his communicator-pin] I'm on my way, sir.  [exits]

[Closing theme begins, as the _Chivalier_ and the _Heisenberg_ go off in
 opposite directions.]

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Date: Fri, 22 Feb 91 20:15:23 -0500
From: bryant@husc9.harvard.edu (Katherine 'Kabeta' Bryant)
Subject: ST:TCG3 "Face to Face" (MEDIUM)

"Captain's Log, Stardate 102110.1.
         I am concerned for the health of our new Counselor, Eliana.  She
arrived only a few days ago, but has apparently been having disturbing dreams.
She went to Dr. Feelgood on her own decision, hoping to get something to help
her sleep.  Dr. Feelgood reports that once she was finally sedated enough to
sleep, she mumbled in her sleep something about "Aren" and "Xavion."  I know
that Xavion is Captain Kabeta's home planet, and as the _Heisenberg_ is not
far away from us, I am going to take the Counselor for a visit - under the
pretext of showing her a _Salad_-class ship."

*****************************************************************************
                       "Face to Face"

Written by Katherine Bryant, with assistance from Melinda Allen
Directed by Kevin Costner

Introducing Melinda Allen as Counselor Eliana

Featuring:
  Christina Marzano as King Lycos
  Kelsi L. Westfall as the young Eliana 
****************************************************************************

"Captain's Log, Stardate 102110.3.
         The _Heisenberg_ has just met up with the _Melbourne_ near a new
planetary system.  Captain Muirden is about to beam aboard, bringing with
him the _Melbourne_'s new Counselor, who has just arrived.  This is apparently
her first assignment, and she's never seen a _Salad_-class ship before, so
Captain Muirden asked if he could bring her over for a tour.  I'm looking
forward to seeing Richard again - it's always fun to have him around - and
I'm curious to meet the new Counselor."

[_Heisenberg_, Croutonizer Room 1.  Lt. Lin-Elenuial is at the console.
Captain Kabeta enters, ready to greet the visitors.  Moments later, the
intercom comes to life.]

Muirden (ic):  Ready to beam over whenever you're ready for us, Captain.

Kabeta:  Anytime, Captain.  

[The Croutonizer beams come to life, and two people materialize on the pads.
Captain Muirden comes straight over to Kabeta, offering her a handshake and
a hug.]

K (slightly startled):  Uh.. hello, Captain!

[Muirden, grinning, disengages himself.]

M:  Hello....  Oh, but I'm being rude.  Captain Kabeta, allow me to
present Counselor Eliana.

[A young woman steps from behind Captain Muirden.  At first sight, there is
nothing about her that would obviously explain the expression of total 
shock that briefly passes over Kabeta's face, quickly replaced by a carefully
controlled one of friendly greeting.  Counselor Eliana is noticeably shorter
than Kabeta, with black curly hair and deep grey eyes with blue flecks.] 

K:  A pleasure, I'm sure, Counselor.  Could I interest the two of you in
some tea in my quarters?

M:  Of course!

[Kabeta's quarters.  She is serving tea to her guests.]

K:  So, Counselor, what do you think of the ship so far?

Eliana:  It's amazing!  I'd never seen a ship quite this large before.  

M:  Yes, the _Salad_-class ships are kind of impressive.

K:  I was a little overwhelmed myself when I first stepped onto this ship!

M:  Captain, do you have.. er... facilities?

K:  Of course.  Just go through the curtain here, across the bedroom, and
there's a bathroom through the second door on the left.

M:  Thanks.

[As Muirden leaves, there is a moment's quiet.  Kabeta looks as if she's
bracing herself to ask Eliana a question that she doesn't want to ask. Eliana's
attention is drawn to the tapestries hanging on Kabeta's wall.]

E:  If I may, Captain, where are those tapestries from?

K:  They are from my home planet.  Counselor, do you mind if I ask you a
personal question?

E:  Go right ahead, Captain.   

K (takes deep breath):  Counselor, are you by chance from the planet Xavion?

E:  I thought so.  Yes, I am.  You are too, aren't you, Captain?

K:  Yes.... I thought, when I heard your name, that there was only one planet
in the Federation that used the name Eliana.  

E:  And Kabeta is by no means a common name.  An illustrious one in Xavionite
history, to be sure...

[Kabeta looks vaguely uncomfortable.  Eliana picks up on this.]

E:  Why does the mention of the other bearer of the name bother you?

K:  Other bearer of the name?

E:  You don't mean....  good gracious, you're just about the right age to
be THE Kabeta, aren't you!

[Flashback scene.  Just outside the royal palace on Xavion.  A young girl of
about six (Eliana) walks happily about, holding the hand of a mother or 
governess.

E: [Waving to a small boy] Hi Aren!  Mommy, when are they going to come out?
I want to see the new king!

Mother:  Patience, Eliana dear.  King Lycos will be here soon.

Just then, the crowd begins to hush as three young adults (about 18 years
old), two men and one woman, emerge on a balcony accompanied by a two-year-
old girl.  

Mother:  Look!  It's little Alexis!  And there's the new king, and his brother
and sister!

Lycos (the taller of the two young men, and the one wearing a crown):  My
people!  Today, at last, the world is made right.  The tyrant is deposed,
and peace will reign in Xavion!

The crowd cheers.  Eliana bounces up and down.

Lycos:  And in honor of their valiant roles in bringing about this peace,
I hereby create my brother Lechon and sister Kabeta as Prince and Princess of
Xavion.

Crowd:  Hail Lycos!  Hail Prince Lechon and Princess Kabeta!

The scene fades, and we return to Kabeta's quarters, seventeen years later.]

E:  Your Highness, forgive me -

K:  Hush!  None of that here.  In Starfleet, I'm no more a princess than you
are, Counselor.  Tell me, when did you leave Xavion?

E:  About five years ago, during the Anterian attack.

K:  Anterian attack?

E:  You mean you didn't know about that?

K:  Counselor, you must understand.  I left Xavion fifteen years ago, with
no particular plans to return.  I have been back only once since, and that
not really by choice.  Queen Alexis called for our help to defeat Hidden
Valley Ranchers who were backing a rebellion.  I was there only long enough
to help put down the rebellion. [pause] I don't plan to go back.

E:  Queen Alexis!  Then the Anterian attack was defeated.  You don't know
what happened to Aren, do you?

K:  Aren?

E (subdued):  My husband.  He sent me, great with our child, away to the
Federation.  The boy was stillborn, but Aren had hoped that I and the child
would be safe from the Anterians.  He was taken prisoner, I believe.

K (sadly):  I wish I could offer you hope or consolation, Counselor.  But
I am afraid that my stay was so short I learned almost nothing.

E:  That is, I suppose, to be expected.  But it is good to know that there is
someone here who will understand the world I knew.

K:  I used to understand it, anyway.  I know very little of modern Xavion.
Perhaps one day you can tell me what I've missed.

[Muirden returns, interrupting the conversation.]

M:  Well, I'm afraid we're going to have to leave sooner than expected,
Eliana.  Commander Carter just told me we got a message from Admiral
Avenger and need to be off.

[Kabeta and Eliana stand.]

K:  I'm sorry to hear that, Captain.  Do come to visit again sometime.

M:  Assuredly!

K:  And Counselor - it was a pleasure to meet you.  If you like, I will send
you a holodeck program you might find interesting.

E:  Er, thank you, Captain.

[They exit, Kabeta going to walk them back to the Croutonizer.]

[Croutonizer Room 1.  Iluvanna is again at the controls.  Kabeta watches
as Muirden and Eliana dematerialize.  She stands very still for a moment or
two after they leave, staring at nothing in particular.]

K:  So much for forgetting...

[Another flashback scene.  Kabeta, about age 19, is walking with a couple
of friends in a forest - not unlike the Xavionite forest of her holodeck
program, except that this one is actually on Xavion.  They come near a 
pool that also is quite similar to the holodeck one.

K:  Lycos has been gone for a couple of days now.  He said he was going
hunting, but I thought he would be back by now.

friend:  Well, you know his way; he goes off to hunt and doesn't come
back for a while.

K:  True.  I suppose I shouldn't worry.  Anyone else want to dip toes in
the pond?

All three of them go down to the water's edge.  As they take off their
shoes, one of them lets out a stifled gasp.  Before their eyes, a bloated,
drowned body bobs up above the water's surface.  Kabeta stops dead in her
tracks.

K:  Oh no.  Oh no.  Oh no.

friend #2:  How horrible!  Do you know him?

K: [quietly, on the verge of tears]  It's Lycos.  Iya brend [my brother].

scene fades....]

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>From the diary of Captain Kabeta:

   "All my hopes of forgetting the past are gone now.  The presence of
another Xavionite in the LMC fleet has reminded me of too many things
for me to go on forgetting.  Counselor Eliana is in such different circumstances
than mine, too; she wants to know what has gone on, and perhaps even wouldn't
mind going back to find her husband - and I don't want to go back.  The
memories are too painful for me to meet them again face to face."