Date: Thu, 12 Sep 91 16:48:58 -0400
From: polito (Maya)

	You wander over to the computers, and the synthesized voice 
announces "You have new mail."  In responce to your querry, it tells you 
"There is a memo to the crew of the Heisenberg from maya, entitled "Fair
thee well." Would you like to hear it?"  You say yes, and hear maya's voice
coming over the tinny speakers.
	"i have just recieved a transfer to one of the civilian, scientific
vessels that the Federation supports.  This tranfer was at my request; i
felt that i owe to to you all, many of whom i have come to know and care
about deaply, to explain why i am leaving.  As some of you are aware, i
have long had problems dealing with working on a military ship.  Though we
seldom have to fight, we are expected to be able to do so when the need
arises.  Both me and the StarFleet psychologists thought that i could
adjust to this environment, despite my pacifist background.  And i was
managing to do so, with some success.  But after my most recent..."
	The recording pauses briefly, and you can hear maya fighting to
control her voice.
	"... adventure with the Hidden Valley Ranchers, i am finding it
harder than ever to deal with this inner contradiction.  My dreams have
been haunted by... never mind.  But suffice it to say that i cannot remain
here and remain both sane and the type of person whom i wish to be.  i am
very sorry that this is the case; as i said before, there are many of you
whom i will miss greatly, and i hope to see you in the future.  For now, my
path is taking me along a different direction from yours; i hope we shall
all be happy with our destinations.  May your ride be free from turbulence,
your journey fulfilling, and may our paths cross again.  Good bye; i will
be leaving this afternoon."
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