Post by Captain Seera Krostov on May 19, 2010 6:22:40 GMT -5
Date: 87980.87
Personal log: Finoa Betoh Eloran
>> Recording started <<
-- Screen flickers, an unusual white face of an ill looking trill with red hair appears. She seems scared of something, shifting in her seat a few times before starting to speak --
First entry, ensign Eloran, USS Lee
Today I had my final review with Commander Honda. As requested by her we've meet on Earth Spacedock. She was waiting for me in front of the Admiral's Office.
She asked me a few questions. About my past, if my illness would make problems in the future, nothings special.
She then confirmed my transfer to Commander Krostov's crew was approved by Fleet Command.
So i packed the last stuff on the Bowcaster and said good bye to the crew. Turned out to be a good-bye-party they set up for me. -- she smiles faintly -- gods, i will miss some of them. But the Captain offered me a ride if I ever need one.
As the USS Lee is currently assigned in the Bajoran/Cardassian space Commander Krostov had a shuttle ready for me to take me there. Guess we were lucky that a Galaxy class ship headed about the same way so we didn't have to worry about those Klingon raid parties.
In the Orion sector however our ways parted and we set course for the Beta Ursae sector. I must say that the pilot the commander pick really knows his work. He used every possible hide he found so we arrived without a scratch on deep space nine where the Lee was waiting.
-- Her view becomes a bit dreamy -- I always though the galaxy class ships are huge but the Lee -- She swallows -- I will never forget this first view of her. Sleek, shimmering darkly with ornament on the hull she came into view between all those ships docked at the station. And this size -- she shacks her head and shivers a bit -- stunning.
I guess I'm a bit lucky with my new commander. She assigned a single quarter and an unused lab to me. The quarter is quite nice, Top port side of the saucer with windows, large bed, my own replicator and even a small workplace.
-- She remains silent for a minute looking at something at the side of the cam --
First time I don't have to keep quiet to not wake my room mates.
-- A single tear runs down her cheek which she quickly wipes away and breath deeply --
Then I meet her the first time.
I was carrying some of my equipment from the shuttle bay to my lab. In one of the corridors I bumped into something. Turned out it was Commander Krostov.
-- Her face becomes even whiter --
I was kind of shocked, sitting there on the ground and looking up this -- Her word stuck -- Very tall woman.
I mean -- she waves her hand around -- I read her file, I knew she is tall but sitting there on the ground before a 2.5 meter tall person, all dressed in black glancing down on me with her pupil-less reflective eyes..
-- She stops and some time passes before she continues --
She helped me up and handed me the crate I was carrying. She then mentioned that I should report to the conference room later that day for a short meeting.
And I should bring some chili sauce with me. wonder what she wants with it.
-- she ponders --
I hope those friends of her in quarks didn't mean what they said.
else i will have serious problem. I mean -- She swallows hard -- Eating crew member? She can't do that, can she?
The Klingon suggested I should play dead if it really comes to this and that trill woman said I should bring ice cream with me too.
-- She tries to say something but no words pass her lips a few minutes --
I'm scared. I was never scared like this in my entire life. I don't wont to end as someones food.
>> Recording end <<
Personal log: Finoa Betoh Eloran
>> Recording started <<
-- Screen flickers, an unusual white face of an ill looking trill with red hair appears. She seems scared of something, shifting in her seat a few times before starting to speak --
First entry, ensign Eloran, USS Lee
Today I had my final review with Commander Honda. As requested by her we've meet on Earth Spacedock. She was waiting for me in front of the Admiral's Office.
She asked me a few questions. About my past, if my illness would make problems in the future, nothings special.
She then confirmed my transfer to Commander Krostov's crew was approved by Fleet Command.
So i packed the last stuff on the Bowcaster and said good bye to the crew. Turned out to be a good-bye-party they set up for me. -- she smiles faintly -- gods, i will miss some of them. But the Captain offered me a ride if I ever need one.
As the USS Lee is currently assigned in the Bajoran/Cardassian space Commander Krostov had a shuttle ready for me to take me there. Guess we were lucky that a Galaxy class ship headed about the same way so we didn't have to worry about those Klingon raid parties.
In the Orion sector however our ways parted and we set course for the Beta Ursae sector. I must say that the pilot the commander pick really knows his work. He used every possible hide he found so we arrived without a scratch on deep space nine where the Lee was waiting.
-- Her view becomes a bit dreamy -- I always though the galaxy class ships are huge but the Lee -- She swallows -- I will never forget this first view of her. Sleek, shimmering darkly with ornament on the hull she came into view between all those ships docked at the station. And this size -- she shacks her head and shivers a bit -- stunning.
I guess I'm a bit lucky with my new commander. She assigned a single quarter and an unused lab to me. The quarter is quite nice, Top port side of the saucer with windows, large bed, my own replicator and even a small workplace.
-- She remains silent for a minute looking at something at the side of the cam --
First time I don't have to keep quiet to not wake my room mates.
-- A single tear runs down her cheek which she quickly wipes away and breath deeply --
Then I meet her the first time.
I was carrying some of my equipment from the shuttle bay to my lab. In one of the corridors I bumped into something. Turned out it was Commander Krostov.
-- Her face becomes even whiter --
I was kind of shocked, sitting there on the ground and looking up this -- Her word stuck -- Very tall woman.
I mean -- she waves her hand around -- I read her file, I knew she is tall but sitting there on the ground before a 2.5 meter tall person, all dressed in black glancing down on me with her pupil-less reflective eyes..
-- She stops and some time passes before she continues --
She helped me up and handed me the crate I was carrying. She then mentioned that I should report to the conference room later that day for a short meeting.
And I should bring some chili sauce with me. wonder what she wants with it.
-- she ponders --
I hope those friends of her in quarks didn't mean what they said.
else i will have serious problem. I mean -- She swallows hard -- Eating crew member? She can't do that, can she?
The Klingon suggested I should play dead if it really comes to this and that trill woman said I should bring ice cream with me too.
-- She tries to say something but no words pass her lips a few minutes --
I'm scared. I was never scared like this in my entire life. I don't wont to end as someones food.
>> Recording end <<