Captain's Personal Log

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151101.0308

Stardate 151023
Location: Pathfinder Research Facility

==^==Captain's Personal Log==^==

I sit here, looking up at the ship as it's being repaired and refitted for duty. The windows in the starport give me good access to watch as the crews from Pathfinder as they work. Coffee cup in hand, I see things being done.

As I walk through the corridors in the station, my mind keeps wandering back to the conversations from a few weeks ago. The words I had heard...the information learned...it all replays in my mind. Deeds done to someone innocent...a life changed because of it. Now it's up to the trusted ones to repair the damage done.

I am able to teleport over to the ship...to step foot on the decks that are still to be repaired. We will all start gathering soon. From there...the stars are the limits...the future is only a step away.

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151101.0314

Stardate: 151030
Location: Pathfinder Research Facility

==^==Captain's Personal Log==^==

Still the same view...still the same things, but now...it's amazing. I'm now able to walk through the ship...to look around. I have quarters there now and it feels good to sit there and look out of the window, the stars twinkling around me.

There is busy work on the ship. Officers starting to arrive and get started on their duties. I've already been seen to by Medical. This new Doctor...well...he and I have alot of talking to do. *chuckles*

I'm pleased to see familiar faces aboard the ship...my son and daughter and nephew. I'm excited to be able to share this adventure with them. As for the rest of the crew, time will tell how things happen. It should be fun.

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151113.1403

Stardate: 151106
Location: USS Thunderbird

==^== Captain's Personal Log ==^==

It's official. We are space worthy. We took out to the stars, watching as the ship glides through space. I sat in the center chair, laughing inwardly at the cushioning in it.

The warp core worked like a charm...and I was happy about that. Part of me remembers the warp core exploding when the Shogun came out of dock that one time...definitely something I will never forget.

The crew worked amazingly together. We had a few hiccups, but nothing major. We will work out the minor issues, but that takes time.

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151121.0339

Stardate 151114


==^== Captain's Personal Log==^==

I'm shaken. I have not been this shaken since the rock creatures on 004B when I was on the Nightstalker. Multiple cups of tea have not settled my hands. I can't explain what I saw, and...without the presence of Cadet Horobin, I would swear I was hallucinating.

I was in the shuttlebay speaking with Lt Blackheart. Security reported an intruder on the deck. The Lieutenant told me to remain in the shuttlebay. I watched him walk away...gave him a few moments and retrieved a phaser rifle. I headed to Security to find out who, or what, was on the ship. I stepped off the turbolift and saw this tall, demonic figure hit the Lieutenant, dropping him to the deck. The Cadet was nearby as I leveled my rifle at the figure...then he turned around to look at me. His face was masked, eyes glowing. This 'demon'...he didn't back down...he stepped toward me...then disappeared. It took me a few moments before I could sling the rifle. The Cadet, however, was faster. She did the initial check on the Lieutenant.

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151121.0350

Stardate: 151120

==^== Captain's Personal Log ==^==

We encounted a cargo ship, the Mirage, in trouble. They sent us a mayday...strange. Medical read one lifesign on board...then we heard the phaser shot. Lt Commander Setsuko took Chief Blackheart, Dr Warblood, and Ensign Mistwallow as her away team to check on the ship. Dr Warblood called for a transport of the body of the pilot...then it was reported that someone was on the ship with them...that Chief Blackheart was down. I called for Emergency beam out. I left Dr Sheppard in charge of the ship and headed to sickbay.

I didn't like what I saw and returned to the bridge...in time to watch the ship, with no pilot, make a course correction and head toward us. With our Chief of Security in sickbay, I took the tactical station and set Red Alert. We managed to use the tractor beam to 'push' the ship off our starboard. Lt Commander Setsuko took control, giving me the order to fire phasers at the engines on the Mirage. I set the phasers and fired. The phasers were not at full strength, but moments after I fired, the Mirage exploded. The shockwave knocked me to the deck. (I should have known better having watched a former Captain I served with being knocked OUT of his seat on the bridge after a warp core explosion). I wasn't hurt, I was more concerned that no one else was hurt.

Dr McKay went to check on Chief Blackheart and reported that the Lieutenant had been attacked. I had a funny feeling I knew what attacked him. I stepped forward and revealed what I had seen the week before. Cadet Horobin confirmed it. Now we can keep an eye on it.

Personal note...This demon is really angering me. He's attacking my crew. Time will tell how we deal with him, but in the mean time...we are on alert. Suzie has command of the ship while I'm in sickbay. **giggles** It took both Drs Warblood and Sheppard to get me off the bridge. They 'escorted' me...after Suzie quoted the medical book to me. For the love of space...I know that book like the back of my hand.

And my hand and back of my neck have started itching again. I really need to get this mess under control. I don't need another outbreak.

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151124.0519

==^== Captain's Personal Log ==^==

I hate sick bay. Ironic that I spent time as a medical officer and I can't stand being stuck in one. I've told the doctors and nurses here that I'm fine. ..that I wasnt injured, but my words are falling on deaf ears.

I'm concerned, however. My mind wanders. This demon has attacked twice now. ..both times focusing his assault on Lt. Blackheart. The latest caused physical injuries. He's healed now but I wonder just how he's mentally talking this. He's come out of the shell he was in when I first encountered him. He's stepped forward and shown that he had the skills and determination to do more than my original thoughts. For this, I'm glad. He is a valuable officer.

Suzie, that little spotted twit...reading the medical book to me when I fell after the explosion. I was angry then, but now it was probably for the best. I remember Killian swearing he was fine. ..then passing out at my feet. I've been through sooooo many checks since I got here, I swear they know my shoe size now.

****the log trails off as she turns her head and just stares off into space.

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160521.1141

Stardate 160521 Location Hanneman Colony

I feel like I've been hit by an Earth bus...that's the biggest thing I have to say. I remember seeing that Demonic figure on the surface of Pinastri when I was assisting in the search for survivors, but that's about it. He came running at me and I hit the ground. I remember waking up laying on the floor of the sickbay on the Maxwell...taking off my EVA helmet and keeping the "sickness" contained in my helmet. I looked like death warmed over while I rested up on the Thunderbird, eventually allowing the medical staff to use a dermal regenerator to heal the damage done.

I spent some time at the Tranquility Station, gathering information to try to help find out why thing happened. The Thunderbird signaled that they were headed to the Hanneman Colony and I told them I would follow. I caught up to them in route yesterday. Lt Blackheart and I escorted our newest member of the crew to the ship...and I'm glad he was with us. Dr Merlin will make a fine addition to the crew...and maybe he can get Rebel out of the Jeffries Tubes.

Personally, the damage done to Pinastri hurts me on a mental and emotional level. I left my home with my foster father on Earth and made Pinastri my home while I was around the planet. To see the damage and the destruction, as well as the pain and suffering grates on raw nerves. I spent many hours upon hours in the hospital, training in the facilities, then working my trade before I left as a medical officer on a ship. This is the first place Broly and I headed. I know my face mask steamed up from the raw emotion as I searched through the building.

So now...it's back to business. We headed to the Hanneman Colony...only to find the outpost in ruins, on fire, and destroyed. We were able to find no survivors.
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160607.1936

Azdra sits quietly in a corner of her private quarters, a half empty glass of old Earth Scotch in her hand. Her eyes seem unfocused...gazing out at the stars as they move by. She sets the glass down, unconsciously scratching at the back of her right hand. She sighs deeply, turning her head slightly.

"Computer...begin log" She hears the familiar beep.

"Pieces remain, but it holds no solace. Yes we managed to destroy the ship, but there is no comfort in that knowledge. It's gone, but not after it damaged the familiar that was once Pinastri...not after the damage, destruction, ruination, injuries and death. It took us to our preverbial knees...and it's not a sight that I was comfortable seeing. Lives gone, safety threatened...friends gone to never speak to us again."

She looks up, shaking her head.

"What did we learn? Too many lessons and memories. ..too many hidden tears and way too much anger. But again, I ask myself. ..what did we learn? We learned that we are a strong , proud, Noble group...that the truth comes out and sets the records straight...that the strong reach out and help those who need it. But above all else, we learned that we are UFS Strong. A group of words, but they are a strong group of words. I have a fierce pride in my crew. The never questioned me, never said we can't do it. Instead, they said let's try it. The Thunderbird took a beating, both internally and externally. We head to Pathfinder for repairs. And to see what we need to do next. Part of me wants to head to Pinastri and offer our assistance in working to repair the damage done...part of me wants to stay away. ..it's not the same. ..it's not home for me anymore. "

She takes a drink out of the glass, wincing at the taste.

"My foster father knows. I sent him word. He's concerned but proud. He worries, but knows this is where my heart lies. And he knows I miss him. Some day, I will get him to the Delta Quadrant. Maybe then, the wounds will be healing and I can show him what Pinastri can be once again." She yawns, stretching. "Computer...end log"

She finishes of the glass, calls for the lights to dim. She just sits, looking at the stars as they pass by.
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181104.0632

Stardate: 181104

Captain's Personal Log

It's been too long since I just allowed myself to sit and just....reflect. Tried to keep my mind busy...tried to forget the betrayal and the lies, but it takes it's toll on even someone as strong as me. Looks like I have ALOT of time on my hands for now.

We now look to Peedy Thor as our location of repairs. Strange, but amusingly fitting. The cryptic Priority One message from none other than my former Commanding Officer while I was CMO aboard the Shogun...but for him to entrust me with something like that...a bit shocking. Of course...we did what was asked. Retrieval I guess is the best word for it. And yes...poor Archi...since he's taken over from Suzie...he's been shot, stabbed, kidnapped...and still stands tall beside me. He was a good choice.

We arrived at Peedy Thor to drop off the retrieval...and for some repairs, refits and evaluations. Funny seeing the Orion again...and I felt good that we were still on such good terms. He still is one of the wisest grumpy men that I know...one of few who shaped me into the CO I am today. I would have loved to sit back and drink on the old days, but the derelict stopped that.

The Orion told us to go get it and bring it back so that they could look it over. Easier said than done with a button happy Cabbit at helm and his sidekick at Tactical. Yet we did it. Archi got the chance to play with Helm when Rebel had to deal with his offspring. We settled the derelict and security beamed a frozen body to our sickbay. Our sensors saw nothing wrong...just another thing that we have to get Peedy Thor to look over.

Standing in sickbay...watching Commadore Mistwallow's color drain was shocking. My medical staff is stuck in the quarantine bay with him, but none of the others show signs of whatever it is that has attacked the Commodore. My Acting Chief of Security reacted swiftly...a full containment field keeping us in Sickbay.
Unfortunately...we now sit here...watching and wondering what is next for the Commodore.

******Azdra pauses the recording and turns her head, watching the activity through the quarantine field. Her medical staff works tirelessly in shifts. She turns her head back to the console and hides a yawn behind her hand.******

As grumpy as he is, Commodore Mistwallow has a strange way about him. And I chuckle...the last time an entry from Medical for him was created...it was years ago...from the Shogun...by my hand. Guess it's time for me to step back up and remember my roots.

My medical staff is tired...they are running every test on him possible. Archi and I both have our backgrounds, as well as our own style of practice. Time to offer up my hand to help...considering I know some of the Commodore's secrets.
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190324.1530

Stardate: 190324

Captain's Personal Log

What is it with Cabbits and trying to get themselves killed? And at least one of them has managed to corrupt my XO.

Routine mission for the Away Team...sent Archi down to "babysit" the 3 cabbits. What did those furry menaces do? Rebel managed to fall down a hole and got stuck in a sticky web. Kassian and Koveneer managed to get down and miss the web...so then...what do they do? Rebel decides to goad Archi into following down the RabbitHole...and got stuck atop Rebel in the stick web. And with all the tumbling and rolling...one of them managed to turn ON the combadge so we could hear the entire thing. The language...it was hilarious after the situation.

So...Science made the decision to fix a problem and...in the intelligence of the ship...Rebel had the ship beam Archi back to the ship for his safety and those 3 nutty fuzzballs decided to ride a science-made waterride before they were beamed to sickbay and shook water all over me. SMELLY Fuzzballs.

Archi went white in the face...getting the message that the Diplomat from 12th Fleet has disappeared on his way to Peedy Thor in order to re-affirm the Treaty between the two groups. I did tell Captain Lyons that we had to leave them and we headed toward HQ in order to start our part of the search for the missing Diplomat.

On a side note...some of the crew needs to learn the difference by subtle and trainwreck. This is only between members of the Senior Staff, but we all have our head shaking moments.

Personal note...I'm glad that my hair has finally returned to it's original color. It looked strange to see myself with snow white hair or anything other than my normal red hair. I need to work with Archi to make sure that situation does not happen again.
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