Flynt
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Post by Flynt on Jun 19, 2013 3:00:55 GMT
May 25, 2412
Well, here I am, headed back to Nimbus III, third time this month. The trip to Draylon II was an interesting one. I'd never met the Skrreeans, so I didn't know what to expect. They'd been rather quiet since arriving in the Alpha Quadrant, though helpful on request to just about anyone but the Bajorans. Still, it was a pleasant surprise that they were not only interested in the offer to join the Alphaeus Colony, but had already prepared two transports full of agricultural equipment. Seems they see it as a grand challenge. Guess I shouldn't be surprised that a race with the heart to escape the Dominion chasing down a mythical homeland fifty years ago would be up to something a little adventurous.
At any rate, we're be there in a few days. Whether I get to see more of the colony this time or not, I guess time will tell. It's so strange, that for the emphasis on welcoming "believers", that they should want to hire "outsiders" to help bring people there. I don't get it. Then again, they are doing nothing that bears further investigation.
Maybe it's just the feeling I always get, of being the one left out; being the reliable one who doesn't color outside the lines; being the gears that keep moving when the more complex mechanisms get out of whack though eventually recover and grab all the attention. Which probably is what appeals about this contract--that the Alphaeus folks actually selected me for some reason.
One of these days I need to find someone else to talk to about this stuff.
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Post by Flynt on Jun 28, 2013 0:24:37 GMT
2412 June 27
Departing today from Deep Space Nine for the Deferi homeworld. Seems there's a group of Deferi who decided to join the Alphaeus Colony. I also received an obscure message to make a cargo run to Laenas. I guess there are some researchers there who need new supplies, but it sounded like I might be returning with either cargo or passengers as well. Should prove to be an interesting trip.
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Post by Flynt on May 9, 2015 18:52:41 GMT
9 May 2414 Location: Wolf 359
It's been about five weeks since I last ran a shipment or carried anyone anywhere. No one wants to travel anymore, at least not with solo transports. And as for convoys, well, I haven't seen or heard from Ardet in over a week. Meaning no convoy openings available. Just like her I guess, not available.
So I decided to travel one last time for myself. And where do I decide to go? Risa? Pacifica? Betazed? No. Wolf 359. Somehow, this place has always offered me some clarity for what steps to take in my life.
It was here. This battle. The events that helped me decide, at the ripe age of five and three-quarters, that I wanted to join Starfleet and defend Earth and the Federation.
It was here, twenty years after that when Elaine and I first met while participating in the 20 year commemoration.
And here, eleven years later that I came to grieve for her and Kelly for two weeks, and essentially gave up on the idea of having a relationship with anyone or anything other than duty.
And four years ago, the last straw in my Starfleet career, when a report of illegal salvaging turned out to be nothing more than luminescent space bats. Duty having ground me down into someone who no longer cared.
I felt I had failed in my goal. Not that I hadn't seen combat. I had as fair a share on the Klingon front as anyone else, escorting convoys, running the occasional blockade. Then the Borg and the Undine appeared. Suddenly we were at war with someone else, and I couldn't find anything left in me to keep myself going, let alone my crew, with repetitive patrols and meaningless investigations when others were laying down their lives.
I can still remember the look on Arizia's face when she told me that I should accept that it was time to move on from Starfleet, and also from her. She had been so sweet and so patient for so long, waiting for me to get over being her captain, to get over my grief, and to get over my disdain at what I had become. Until time ran out, and with it clear that I couldn't commit to either her or myself, It was time to move on.
And I did. I made a name for myself in a business where someone with a ship and a good offer is around every corner. I started to consider moving forward personally. I had even convinced myself that I had not only moved on, but was moving towards something, rather than running away from my previous life. I had good steady work, and a few good friends. Life seemed good, not outstanding, but not boring either.
Then the Iconians came. Work dried up. Friendships strained by a new war. Some old friends, already lost. Me? Lost as well. Again.
So I'm back among the wreckage, these hallowed fields, looking for clarity. "It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced."
No, it's time I return to what I believed I should do from early on. Time to end the hesitation over what I knew was the right decision. Time to live my life as I have always wanted to live it.
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Post by Flynt on Jul 11, 2015 21:29:52 GMT
Commander's personal log, Stardate 91525.17
I have a meeting with Admiral Ssillra on Monday, the point of which I believe to be my next assignment. After two months duty in the Starfleet Armory, I hope I've demonstrated my familiarity and proficiency with the latest weapons and ground tactics. Having been away from ground duty for so long, I appreciated the refresher. I'm not going to run out and sign up for Omega or MACO duties, but if my next posting is planet-side somewhere, I feel ready for that.
Still, I'm hoping for a position on a starship again. Honestly, I expect another round of refresher training to cover what's new out there. Actually, I hope that's true. Having been on the sidelines, I know that tactics have changed with the new forces at play.
Outside of all that, I've met some good officers and non-coms during this assignment. Folks that helped me reset my perspective. Look forward again. I feel I've been more relaxed in my own skin than I'd been in years. We'll see if that pays off later, but for now. I think things are good, all things and the potential end of the galaxy considered.
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