Post by Tiana on Jun 17, 2013 10:01:21 GMT
Captain's personal log <Insert stardate here>
The Federation shrink wants me to keep a personal log. So I am.
...
...
It was nice to feel powerful and be able to engage in combat for a
change. We should make sure the refit Exodus has some nice firepower and
a nice thick hull and strong shields.
Got promoted back to Captain. Its the first promotion I've had that my father wasn't involved in in some way.
They want me to go to Trill to give testimony regarding my father. I dont want to. I will anyway.
I feel like having noodles. I'l get Chris to make me some.
End Log.
Captains personal log.
We had a security drill. Shooting holographic Borg is fun.
Chris set up a sort of logic trap. We survived. Our guest AI bailed on us.
Tild doesnt like AI, I think Tri felt that. Arbriel and Susi werent around.
Ex's refit is going well. I miss my old chair.
Kailorfee still tastes too sweet. makes me sad.
End log.
Captains personal log.
I'm back on my own ship. She's all fixed up. I'm so happy.
Had some more gut instincts. Fewer of them, though.
The dreams have stopped. I want to show everyone what the improved Ex is capable of.
It's not the same without the Admiral around. Eventually when I meet
our new Admiral I might miss Tempest more than I already do.
Ex seems to be holding up well considering. Will keep an eye on her.
End log.
Captains personal log.
There was a software glitch in HQ's computer system that erased some of my previous log entries.
We've had a few succesful missions recently. We overtook and captured
some Orion pirates, and just today we helped synthasize a cure for a
disease on a colony.
It seems every day we're doing more ship like tasks. It makes me really happy.
I'm going to be giving my deposition on Trill today, finally. Heres hoping it goes without incident.
Captains personal log.
I spoke to Becky today about my space sickness that woudn't go away ever since my temporary joining.
She just gave me the same medicine she gives cadets, she doesn't have any more ideas.
With many of our senior staff on personal leave we didn't have enough
medical staff on board to tackle the Vega Epsilon outbreak analysis.
We instead followed Admiral Bateson's patrol route, which was uneventful.
It's been quiet in the sector. News finally reached me from Trill, that
my father was found not guilty for everything he had done. I don't know
how to feel about it. On the one hand I feel like justice wasn't done,
but on the other hand, maybe he isn't really the same person anymore?
It's obvious to me the Symbiosis Comission pressured hard for his
acquital, and it is obvious to me that they didn't want anyone knowing
the truth, so they struck a bargain.
What happens to him now, and where he will go, remains to be seen.
End log.
Captains Log, Stardate (Ex, put stardate here before you send this out!)
Until Commander J'rai returns from his personal leave of absence, I
have made To'real temporary first officer, and F'seel temporary head of
engineering.
We have followed leads of the outbreak of the
illness to Drozana, much to no one's surprise. On the station I had Ex
interface with the station (with protection, of course.) and we found
out that two faked Federation crates went through the station, belonging
to one Ferengi and to one Romulan scientist. I have sent their details
over to command before returning to Starbase 146.
Ex, end the log here and start my personal log.
I don't know how to feel about my father's acquital. On the one hand
bad things happened, but should he be punished? Is it really him who is
to blame in a sense, after the Korax part of him was removed? I don't
know and I don't anyone who does know. Maybe he would have been found
guilty had I not invoked my right to not self incriminate, but since I
carried his symbiont, even for a few hours, who is to say that I woudn't
be held liable for some of what he did if some part of that personality
is part of me?
Only on Trill are judges also existential philosophers.
On another note, I feel as if my ship is underutilized. We are capable
of so much more than detective work on Drozana. Other Captains are
making life and death decisions every day, and I feel as if command
still sees me as the spoiled little princess everyone thought I was.
What would it take for them to let me tackle something that would put
not only me, but everyone on the ship, and the ship, that would push us
to the limits of our abilities, and maybe even beyond?
Okay Ex, end it there.
Captains personal log.
Our Patrol was mostly uneventful besides rescuing a Ferengi trader from his own incompetence, and from angry Klingons.
We also found an unusual Green Star that Susi has charted and named Othello after some Earth thing.
The new officers are working out. I am anxious to see how they develop as people and as crew.
End Log.
Captain's log.
The Exodus
was tasked with ferrying a Tholian prisoner from New Romulus to Earth.
When we arrived there, the USS Langley informed us that the Tholian had
some telepathic abilities. While we were setting up precautions for the
transfer, our systems were temporarily taken over, causing our shields
to momentarily drop, the Tholian to get beamed aboard, and our warp
drive engaged to an empty nearby sector of space.
The Tholian,
while on the loose, injured at least one officer, F'seel, and when we
finally contained him, a Tholian ship intercepted us. With combined fire
from ourselves, the USS California, and a Klingon ship, the Tholian
ship was destroyed, but it pulled us through a subspace rift, and we
currently find ourselves in unfamiliar yet familiar space, and then
Arcen Xivix hailed us.
I have no idea how we're going to get out of this one.
Supplemental: Susi Kell has requested another station on the ship, as
she felt her skills were being under utilized. She is now head of
Operations.
Captains log supplemental.
Having
succesfuly defended ourselves against an attack by a Terran fleet, we
found our way back to our universe without any casualties and only
minimal damage sustained. Despite our mission to transport the prisoner
being succesful, I am worried that a small Terran fleet from the
alternate universe has made it into our own. I don't know what they have
planned, but I know that the Exodus AI program left on the lead ship is
going to be bad news. For who? I don't know yet.
End log.
Captain's personal log.
During our last
mission to ferry scientists to a remote colony and investigate the cause
of an ecosystem collapse, I was almost too exhausted to get the job
done.
I have to admit I'm usually not racist, but before we
found out that the cause of the issue was a money making scheme, I
suspected the perp was a Ferengi. Turns out he was human. I guess I was
close. That probably explains why he tried to run instead of bribe his
way out.
I'm very proud of myself for how I deceived the
Klingons into capturing him for us. I knew that if they thought he was
ferrying Tribbles, they would stop him at any cost.
I was very
surprised that the Klingons destroyed his cargo, after I had asked them
to. Was that a case of reverse reverse psychology? Or did he have an
agenda?
Either way, everything is settled, and we barely fired a single shot.
Johnson said she would try harder to find a ship's counsilor. I have she finds a good one. The nightmares are getting worse.
The Federation shrink wants me to keep a personal log. So I am.
...
...
It was nice to feel powerful and be able to engage in combat for a
change. We should make sure the refit Exodus has some nice firepower and
a nice thick hull and strong shields.
Got promoted back to Captain. Its the first promotion I've had that my father wasn't involved in in some way.
They want me to go to Trill to give testimony regarding my father. I dont want to. I will anyway.
I feel like having noodles. I'l get Chris to make me some.
End Log.
Captains personal log.
We had a security drill. Shooting holographic Borg is fun.
Chris set up a sort of logic trap. We survived. Our guest AI bailed on us.
Tild doesnt like AI, I think Tri felt that. Arbriel and Susi werent around.
Ex's refit is going well. I miss my old chair.
Kailorfee still tastes too sweet. makes me sad.
End log.
Captains personal log.
I'm back on my own ship. She's all fixed up. I'm so happy.
Had some more gut instincts. Fewer of them, though.
The dreams have stopped. I want to show everyone what the improved Ex is capable of.
It's not the same without the Admiral around. Eventually when I meet
our new Admiral I might miss Tempest more than I already do.
Ex seems to be holding up well considering. Will keep an eye on her.
End log.
Captains personal log.
There was a software glitch in HQ's computer system that erased some of my previous log entries.
We've had a few succesful missions recently. We overtook and captured
some Orion pirates, and just today we helped synthasize a cure for a
disease on a colony.
It seems every day we're doing more ship like tasks. It makes me really happy.
I'm going to be giving my deposition on Trill today, finally. Heres hoping it goes without incident.
Captains personal log.
I spoke to Becky today about my space sickness that woudn't go away ever since my temporary joining.
She just gave me the same medicine she gives cadets, she doesn't have any more ideas.
With many of our senior staff on personal leave we didn't have enough
medical staff on board to tackle the Vega Epsilon outbreak analysis.
We instead followed Admiral Bateson's patrol route, which was uneventful.
It's been quiet in the sector. News finally reached me from Trill, that
my father was found not guilty for everything he had done. I don't know
how to feel about it. On the one hand I feel like justice wasn't done,
but on the other hand, maybe he isn't really the same person anymore?
It's obvious to me the Symbiosis Comission pressured hard for his
acquital, and it is obvious to me that they didn't want anyone knowing
the truth, so they struck a bargain.
What happens to him now, and where he will go, remains to be seen.
End log.
Captains Log, Stardate (Ex, put stardate here before you send this out!)
Until Commander J'rai returns from his personal leave of absence, I
have made To'real temporary first officer, and F'seel temporary head of
engineering.
We have followed leads of the outbreak of the
illness to Drozana, much to no one's surprise. On the station I had Ex
interface with the station (with protection, of course.) and we found
out that two faked Federation crates went through the station, belonging
to one Ferengi and to one Romulan scientist. I have sent their details
over to command before returning to Starbase 146.
Ex, end the log here and start my personal log.
I don't know how to feel about my father's acquital. On the one hand
bad things happened, but should he be punished? Is it really him who is
to blame in a sense, after the Korax part of him was removed? I don't
know and I don't anyone who does know. Maybe he would have been found
guilty had I not invoked my right to not self incriminate, but since I
carried his symbiont, even for a few hours, who is to say that I woudn't
be held liable for some of what he did if some part of that personality
is part of me?
Only on Trill are judges also existential philosophers.
On another note, I feel as if my ship is underutilized. We are capable
of so much more than detective work on Drozana. Other Captains are
making life and death decisions every day, and I feel as if command
still sees me as the spoiled little princess everyone thought I was.
What would it take for them to let me tackle something that would put
not only me, but everyone on the ship, and the ship, that would push us
to the limits of our abilities, and maybe even beyond?
Okay Ex, end it there.
Captains personal log.
Our Patrol was mostly uneventful besides rescuing a Ferengi trader from his own incompetence, and from angry Klingons.
We also found an unusual Green Star that Susi has charted and named Othello after some Earth thing.
The new officers are working out. I am anxious to see how they develop as people and as crew.
End Log.
Captain's log.
The Exodus
was tasked with ferrying a Tholian prisoner from New Romulus to Earth.
When we arrived there, the USS Langley informed us that the Tholian had
some telepathic abilities. While we were setting up precautions for the
transfer, our systems were temporarily taken over, causing our shields
to momentarily drop, the Tholian to get beamed aboard, and our warp
drive engaged to an empty nearby sector of space.
The Tholian,
while on the loose, injured at least one officer, F'seel, and when we
finally contained him, a Tholian ship intercepted us. With combined fire
from ourselves, the USS California, and a Klingon ship, the Tholian
ship was destroyed, but it pulled us through a subspace rift, and we
currently find ourselves in unfamiliar yet familiar space, and then
Arcen Xivix hailed us.
I have no idea how we're going to get out of this one.
Supplemental: Susi Kell has requested another station on the ship, as
she felt her skills were being under utilized. She is now head of
Operations.
Captains log supplemental.
Having
succesfuly defended ourselves against an attack by a Terran fleet, we
found our way back to our universe without any casualties and only
minimal damage sustained. Despite our mission to transport the prisoner
being succesful, I am worried that a small Terran fleet from the
alternate universe has made it into our own. I don't know what they have
planned, but I know that the Exodus AI program left on the lead ship is
going to be bad news. For who? I don't know yet.
End log.
Captain's personal log.
During our last
mission to ferry scientists to a remote colony and investigate the cause
of an ecosystem collapse, I was almost too exhausted to get the job
done.
I have to admit I'm usually not racist, but before we
found out that the cause of the issue was a money making scheme, I
suspected the perp was a Ferengi. Turns out he was human. I guess I was
close. That probably explains why he tried to run instead of bribe his
way out.
I'm very proud of myself for how I deceived the
Klingons into capturing him for us. I knew that if they thought he was
ferrying Tribbles, they would stop him at any cost.
I was very
surprised that the Klingons destroyed his cargo, after I had asked them
to. Was that a case of reverse reverse psychology? Or did he have an
agenda?
Either way, everything is settled, and we barely fired a single shot.
Johnson said she would try harder to find a ship's counsilor. I have she finds a good one. The nightmares are getting worse.