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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on May 23, 2016 22:21:34 GMT -5
Jon is sitting on the edge of a biobed in the Sentinel's sickbay.
Personal log.
You'll note I haven't done one of these in some time. Well...I had a very good reason for that. So buckle up...this is gonna be a long one.
Jon lets out a deep sigh.
Well, we went to meet the "Imperator". I suppose I should start back before that, though. I had tried earlier in the week to...make things right with Alice after what happened. I felt like...I felt that I owed that to her. I had picked out some nice flowers, even had a holodeck simulation of an orbital jump ready to go. At first, I thought she loved it...that is, until it devolved into an argument about why I was doing it...and Decia. She got really angry...did all but kick me out of my room and locked herself up there. I figured spending a night or two on the couch might calm her down.
The next day..."Commander Asada" met with me in a conference room.
Jon uses air quotes when speaking Asada's name and rank.
He said he thought he could pinpoint the source of this telepathic influence that was affecting myself and a few other members of the crew. He...he persuaded me to mind meld with him.
Jon shakes his head.
There so many moments where alarm bells should have been ringing in my head...but I trusted Commander Asada, as I have done for most of the we have served together, and I agreed to the meld. He performed it in sickbay under the observation of Billie and the new counselor.
Jon runs his hands up and down his face.
The first sign that something was wrong was that I didn't remember anything from the meld when I woke up. Billie said my stress levels were unusually high...so whatever did happen wasn't pleasant. At the time I was suspicious but I didn't really know what to make of it. I went back to my quarters and I apologized to Alice. I laid out what my plans were for that evening and...well, I agreed to not talk about Decia anymore. We had settled our differences...and yet, the moment I went to touch her...I knew something else was wrong. The way she was reacting to me...it was if I was infected with something, something evil. She couldn't stand to be around me...
Jon is covering his eyes with his hands.
Naturally, this drove me to investigate what was wrong. And really, the only starting point was...the mind meld. Why couldn't I remember anything? What happened that raised my stress levels so high? I...I went to Decia and laid out what happened to her. I felt it was the right thing to do, and looking back...it may have accelerated what happened next. I profusely apologized for what happened in the turbolift...she seemed eager to move on, so I did.
That night, I went back to my quarters and did the only thing I could think. I consulted with the crew member on board with the most experience in mind melds. Lieutenant V'Tira...Strategic Operations. She seemed skeptical at first, but was very concerned over the fact that I didn't remember anything. I allowed her to meld with me, to try to figure out what happened...all she should see was a void in my mind where memories should be.
I also spoke with Tolar. I consider him to be one of my closest friends on the ship now, aside from Decia and Alice. I had a dream earlier in the night...another Gemini nightmare to be precise. Even now, the memories of what happened on the starbase still haunt me. I think that might be something I carry to my grave. I told him how I wouldn't wish that experience on anyone...
Jon looks through his hands, the sadness in his eyes telling the story.
...little did I know, he was in for his own. He spoke of dreams where he wasn't able to act on his own free will...I knew he had a similar meld experience with "Commander Asada", and it was that point...it was at that point I realized that mind meld may be the key. I went to Decia and Commander Arnimane with this information...I think Decia knew all along there was something wrong with "Commander Asada"...she just lacked the definitive proof to act. I wouldn't call my evidence "definitive", but it was certainly concerning enough to take action. I noticed a...a change in Decia's attitude. I don't know where it came from or why, but it was is for a time our friendship had dissipated. I realize she was trying to do her job, but I felt like I was being treated like a prisoner instead of someone trying to help get to the bottom of this. We went to go get Tolar who came with us without incident...until the turbolift.
Jon takes a deep breath.
Decia told him...she told him that "Commander Asada" had been using him. Tolar had...he had gotten close with him. Intimately close, I think. Tolar couldn't handle that...he broke down right in front of me, and I had no earthly idea what to say or what to do. I remember when I was standing in sickbay when I was told that who I thought was Alice was actually Gemini...it was Decia that was there for me during the darkest hour of my life. And...in that turbolift, it was Decia who was there for Tolar. She changed in an instant to the person I know, the person I have the utmost respect for...and a person that I care about. She consoled him and we got him to sickbay where they placed Tolar and I in containment. From what I have been told, at that moment Ensign Adryan and Delta arrested the man claiming to be "Commander Asada" and threw him into the brig. Billie ran some scans on my brain...there was some sort of memory engram that was implanted on me that was suppressing my memories. Lieutenant V'Tira melded with me again, this time with Counselor Davem at my side...she...she removed the engram. I saw everything...the mind meld...he...
Jon looks straight in the camera, stunned.
...he is the Tiberius Asada from the other universe. The one we've heard so much about...he was going to try to use me to kill everyone. I'm guessing he did the same to Tolar...and probably some other, much worse things.
Jon shudders as terrible memories come to the forefront.
Whatever T'Vira did freed me from his influence. As far as Billie could tell, I'm back to normal. Tolar though...I don't know. It seems like it's been so long since Gemini, but I still have trouble dealing with it. I can't even imagine how this will be for him. I found Alice, the real Alice...who I love, and loves me. But Tolar...oh Tolar, what have I gotten you into on this ship?
Doctor Spencer has kept us in containment until we are approved to return to duty by Captain Dalun or Commander Arnimane. I feel fine though...other than a bit of cabin fever of being cooped up in here. I hope they let us out soon.
End log.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on Jul 25, 2016 23:55:15 GMT -5
Jon is sitting on a couch in what appears to be a living area.
Personal log.
Once again, it's been quite some time since my last log. We have been kept quite busy recently...and I've had enough going on my own life to write a book.
He softly chuckles to himself.
Well..after the last incident, Starfleet was able to retrieve our Commander Asada. He then promptly reinstated his transfer request and left the ship, transferring to the Pilgrim. In some ways, I miss him...but after a few lengthy conversations I think it's for the best. At the same time, we had a JAG officer placed on board in a 'diplomatic' role...I guess I haven't moved around too much since I transferred onto the Sentinel, but I've never heard of such a thing occurring. Lieutenant Springfield...gonna be hard to forget the first time I met the man. He walked over to Alice and I and told her, "I didn't know angels served on starships." I mean seriously? Fortunately Alice has no recollection of the eyes she was giving him after he said that...
Jon shakes his head.
We were on patrol in the Hromi Cluster, when our science officer, Lieutenant C'son discovered some coordinates through a puzzle. We of course went to investigate...and boy did we find something. When we initially arrived, the crew began to appear and disappear...it was nuts. As we would learn later, The People, also known as the Travanyei, were protecting us in some way. We remained in orbit around their planet as we began diplomatic engagements.
He runs a hand up and down his face.
Meanwhile..things with Alice and I...they just seemed to be getting progressively worse. An alpha shift couldn't go by without us having an argument over Decia. I did my utmost to pacify her and I thought it was working. I was even working on a cheesecake for her, which she seemed thrilled with. Decia stopped by as I was cooking...more problems with Ensign Adryan. She refused to be specific but something he had made her promise not to speak of when he was drunk, and now that he was sober he was dying to know. And the guy has the nerve to call me emotionally unstable. Anyways, I'm doing my best to help her sort this situation out when Alice walks in and starts flipping her lid. She was clearly the last person Alice wanted to see that point...and went on this nasty tirade, it really caught me off guard as I'd never seen Alice like that before. I tried to make her see sense but that only enraged her more and she went and locked herself up in the bedroom. Something within me told me I needed to try to sort this out...to finally make her see Decia as I did. I overrode the lock and she flipped again. Left our quarters faster than you could blink and went off to see Denise.
Jon lets out a deep sigh.
Things went from bad to worse...apparently Decia had the bright idea of stopping by at this point and trying to work things out...to which Alice responding by basically trying to blackmail her off the ship and prevent her from speaking to me ever again. I realize how this sounds, and quite frankly it's stunning to even say given how long and how closely I have known Alice Walker. She was using...information that would negatively affect Decia and her team as a weapon against her. Initially Decia went to the captain and handed in a transfer request. I wish she had come to me anyway before doing anything...at least give me a chance to reason with Alice, to explain how insane it was to blackmail a fellow officer. Decia's response was to come up to the bridge and punch Alice in the face.
He stares blankly at the camera.
Yes, you heard that right. That's how I learned something was up...by watching Decia punch Alice in the face. It was quite a wake up call. Tolar escorted Decia to the bridge and naturally I escorted Alice to sickbay, which is how I learned of her insane plot. There were many things that came into my mind at that moment...I questioned much of what I had dedicated my life to during my time with Alice.
Jon takes a deep breath.
At the end of the day...I could not abandon her, even after this. I am still deeply, passionately in love with this woman. I also made a promise...a promise to a man, a father who I could see was hurting and just wanted to see a part, an...echo of his daughter enjoy time with a loved one. She wears an engagement ring that I gave her, and my intentions have not changed. As long as she is able, I will marry this woman and spend the rest of her time in this universe with her.
His facial expression becomes somewhat more upbeat.
In a way I feel somewhat justified in this decision. Not long after this, Commander Arnimane came by our quarters to talk to Alice. I went into our bedroom to give them some privacy. And after that conversation...I saw a changed person, with a different outlook on someone she had just a few minutes before considered an enemy. For the first time since she returned, I had hope that there could be reconciliation between them. And sure enough...she left to go speak with Decia, and the next time I got off alpha shift, I found them together in our room, chatting up like old friends. Decia had already told me that she had forgiven her...but I did not imagine that a friendship would be born of this.
Not long after this, they were both returned to duty. I think it was for the best. Everything with the Travanyei seemed to be going great...until their Religious caste caught some unidentified troublemakers. We had a third party at play...a cloaked ship in orbit. This was the first time we really got to see the full capabilities of the new Sentinel's ship and crew against a worthy opposition, and I think we performed admirably. We managed to get into their systems and get some information on them...however, once we moved between them and the planet, they started hacking us. They even beamed over some disguised crew of their own to try to sabotage our ship...and with that, the battle was on. The new Vulcan tactical officer, Varel and I managed to get a hell of a opening barrage off...it really sent them reeling. We were doing pretty well before they got their shields up. Once they did, though, we were in big trouble. I managed to get one of their projectile weapons to barely clip the ship and it nearly tore us to pieces. We were fortunate in that Commander Arnimane captured one of their crew and brought him to the bridge...once we hailed their commander, we were able to engage him for long enough until his own crew turned on him. After that, they were content with retrieving their people and leaving.
Jon lets out another sigh.
Not even a few minutes after, we received an incoming communication from Admiral Ross...new orders. We're headed for the Azure Nebula...and are going to have a Roman Republic guest on board for the mission briefing. I have no idea what's going on...but I suppose it'll be interesting.
End log.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on Dec 5, 2016 18:25:45 GMT -5
Jon is sitting up on the side of a bed. There is a big smile on his face.
Personal log.
I haven't recorded one of these in some time. To be honest, I grew tired of being so negative as it seemed like I all utilized this for was to complain. Well...I think I can say those days are behind me now.
So much has happened since my last log, I couldn't possibly hope to cover all of it. Some of it was good, and some of it wasn't pretty. I'll try to go over the highlights here, with a heavy focus on the good.
For starters, we returned to Ardana III for the first time since the Xiati invasion. A lot of strange things happened in orbit there, including the discovery that something terrible happened to Alice while she was on the planet. We recovered...some sort of form that she had used. I still don't necessarily understand all of the details, but the short of it is the woman sleeping beside me is still the same woman I fell in love with.
As we finished our time in orbit of Ardana, Joshua came to me in a dream. It was very difficult...I'm still not sure whether that was completely him or partly the Chorus. We discussed many different things...and it was clear that he would not hesitate to attack us if we were deemed a threat. Soon after we made our way back to Chimera to set a trap for the Chorus. This was one of the most difficult assignments I have ever been given in Starfleet. It was my goal to try to reach Joshua inside the Chorus and get him to surrender...I was SO close, and if it wasn't for that bastard Morgan I would have succeeded. Once he viewed Morgan as betraying him, a battle erupted which caused multiple KIAs and nearly killed Alice, Liz, and Decia.
He clenches his fists, clearly upset.
Morgan Hale better not ever show his goddamn face on this ship again. Anyway...Decia, Adryan, and the rest of Delta managed to defeat the Chorus and secure Joshua in a critical state. We beamed up to the Sentinel and Doctor DeSoto worked to save his life all night. He survived...although he will need a replacement heart and a lengthy period of recovery. I went to speak to him a few times after we arrived at the starbase. It was very difficult, especially when I brought up Alice...he still sees her only as an 'echo'. I hope that changes after last night.
We just shipped out again yesterday...we're to deliver some medical supplies and then attend some obscure diplomatic function with an alien race. I really didn't think much of it until Alice started feeling light headed on the bridge. Little did I know...we had kept the body from Ardana that Alice had used on the ship. Somehow...and I can't possibly explain why this happened...Alicia Walker's consciousness was transferred into this body. The craziest part is...Alice is still alive and with us without Alicia's 'echo'. IF there is a scientific explanation for this I'd love to hear it. As for me, I have been praying for a miracle for Alice for a while now. We are approaching the traditional Earth holiday of Christmas...perhaps this was my present from someone who heard my prayers.
As I noted earlier in the log, I've been quite negative concerning events in the past year and a half. I happen to think I've been through the ringer...and now, maybe I've come out the other side. My brother survived the Chorus entity and is recovering. I'm going to get married to the love of my life, who now appears to inexplicably exist outside of the echo she was supposedly reliant on. And Alicia...her suffering appears to be over. Maybe now the Director can see her live out a normal iife...although I'd like to note that the timeframe of Alicia's supposed death to now would make the Director over 152 years old. I should probably look into whether or not he truly is her father...because if he isn't, what is his true motivation for saving her?
End log.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on Jan 17, 2017 0:37:43 GMT -5
Jon is sitting at his desk with a nice looking bruise on his forehead. There is a cup next to him as he begins.
Personal log.
Well...just as things were looking positive, I've had a gentle reminder that this is indeed still the Sentinel.
He lets out a deep sigh.
I'm going to start doing these more often in order to keep me sane for the next six weeks. I guess I should start out and explain why. We were back on Starbase 220 and things seemed to be rather peaceful. The holiday period was lovely...Alice got me some cool stuff, but most important she /loved/ the unicorns.
He beams at the camera.
I really didn't have a complaint in the world. Therese even got Alice and I some presents! And then...suddenly so many things happened all at once. Commander Arnimane made a decision on the second officer position and chose Alice.
He runs a hand through his hair and sighs.
I shouldn't be all that surprised. My performance has been...less than stellar and she has excelled in her position. I feel so conflicted...part of me is thrilled for her, and another in agony over my complete failure to get a position I had practically campaigned for ever since Tibs left.
I've had all sorts of thoughts and feelings run through my head...what if my destiny is to simply be the best helmsman I can be? Should I just abandon the bet with Josh and support Alice in getting as far as she can? Where do I go from here if I want to press on? I honestly couldn't tell you right now as I just don't know.
And as this is going on, Alice is sent away to command school for SIX WEEKS as we're about to ship out. That hasn't made things any easier but I suppose it does allow me time to compose my thoughts and chart a direction for myself. Anyways...we ship out and we're heading to our next assignment...when we get snagged in this ion storm. Not ideal, but not a big deal, right? Well, this wasn't your everyday ion storm. Suddenly these...creatures start boarding the ship and attacking us as I'm trying to get us away from the storm. It's as if the storm was sentient!
He shakes his head.
Naturally we all did our best to fight off the creatures and I managed to get the Sentinel to warp from inside the storm. Once we warped out I think they were pretty much defeated. We took a hell of a beating though and lost some folks in the process. As we were escaping there was something wrong with Commander Arnimane...to the point where she exited the bridge and left the conn to me.
He looks up at the ceiling.
I've never felt more conflicted sitting in that chair than in that moment. Don't get me wrong, I did my job to the best of my ability but...it was...weird. It was a nice show of faith that I wasn't a complete lost cause, but I couldn't quite get the negative thoughts cropping up out of my head. Anyways, it turns out there was an assassination attempt on Captain Talia and Commander Arnimane of the Adagio...on Starbase 220. How could that even happen? I don't know the specifics but...the times that I have met Talia, she always came off as very strong. If there's anyone who could survive something like that, it would be her.
Anyways, as we were warping away Lieutenant C'son found some sort of strange signal, like mathematical in nature. It appears to be a language, like what the Guardian of Forever uses. I don't know what that's doing all the way out here but we're headed straight for the source. After our shift was over I headed down to sickbay with Lieutenant Falco to visit the injured.
He lets out a huff that sounds like a soft chuckle.
Derek Falco...a nice guy, but certainly someone who needs some guidance when it comes to functioning socially. I spent way too much time on the bridge trying to explain to him the dynamics of my relationships with Alice and Decia. Anyways, we headed down to sickbay together. Decia was unconscious and just out of surgery, it sounds like she took quite a beating during the battle. We were headed over to check on her when...Ensign /Adryan/ started yelling incoherently at us about how we needed to leave. I refused to listen to the asshole, naturally, and he decided the proper response to that was to start attacking me.
The sound of an angry huff is heard.
So there we are in sickbay: Doctor DeSoto, Lieutenant Falco, and I all trying to restrain Adryan. During this scuffle he managed to hit me with a nasty clothesline, punch Falco in the face, and knee DeSoto in the balls. I've just about had it with his bullshit. DeSoto said he was going to file a report on the incident and if he doesn't, I will. Lieutenant Xylvarenn was right, starting fights in the middle of sickbay is completely unacceptable. I don't give a shit what kinda drugs you're on, an asshole is an asshole is Adryan. We finally managed to hold him down in time for one of the nurses to sedate his ass.
He rubs the large bruise on his forehead.
Alton was injured as well but I think he'll be alright. It does make me feel good whenever I see Val by his side. I'm really glad those two worked out. Speaking of which, after all that madness I headed back to the room and was able to reach Alice via subspace. I kinda felt bad as I didn't consider what time it was as she was clearly asleep. I already miss her like hell...I guess I'm gonna have to get creative to pass the time off duty this next six weeks. I wonder how long Alton is gonna be off his feet for...
End log.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on Jan 30, 2017 3:05:09 GMT -5
Jon is lying on a couch, the PADD he is using to record he is holding above him. He is dressed in casual clothing.
Personal log.
I can't wait for these six weeks to be over. I will be fortunate to be sane by the end of it...I punched a turbolift, which should be all you need to know. We are on our way to investigate a dig site...for some reason there's a ton of interference originating from the planet. Enough that a passive scan almost blew out our sensors and temporarily blinded us. Naturally, I fail to put two and two together and realize that we're about to be cut off from communications until it's too late. Fantastic. What a smart guy I was there.
Jon flings the PADD across the room in a bout of anger. The camera is blank for a few moments until it is retrieved by Jon who walks back over to the couch.
I have no idea how long it's been since she started command school or how much longer is left. Didn't take long for that I guess. We had a long briefing about the upcoming mission. It sounds like whatever is causing this interference is pretty freaking powerful. It could potentially be dangerous if hostile.
Lieutenant Springfield was acting strangely on the bridge earlier...and then when I'm the watch officer for the bridge, I get a call from Decia. Apparently Vic went into Billie's room and confronted K'Rika...which ended up with K'Rika choking him. Which, as I found out when standing next to Captain Dalun when she found out, went directly against what she had ordered him to do.
Oh yeah, sidenote. Captain Dalun is back to active duty...she seems a little off but I'm sure it's just the transition from being off your feet for so long.
Anyways, back to the interference thing. Apparently Lieutenant Falco got the information about the creatures that attacked us back to Command before the interference took hold of the ship. Sery seems to think I should be eternally grateful about this...and I mean, it is a good thing and I am thankful but I mean...what if no one on Earth realizes that Alice is a potential target in all this? And this K'Rika mess...I keep hearing Josh's words echo in my head about how dangerous of a threat she is.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on May 7, 2017 12:33:28 GMT -5
Jon is sitting up on a bed, with the biggest smile on his face.
Personal log.
It's been a while since I did one of those. Looking back, many of my logs have not been very positive in nature. This one will be very different.
I'll get straight to the point: I'm going to be a father.
Jon beams at the camera.
I admit I'm not entirely sure how it is possible...but DeSoto told me that Alice reads completely human now. So much so...that we are going to have a child together.
Jon can't stop smiling.
What a glorious, wonderful miracle this is...to whoever listened to my prayers, I don't know how to thank you. But thank you...
I would go on further but I have quite a few people to inform. I'm sure I'll be back to this soon.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on Jan 9, 2018 12:38:30 GMT -5
Jon is lying on a couch in his quarters. From the limited view of the camera things look slightly out of place.
Personal log.
I don't really know where to begin. I haven't done one of these in quite some time. I probably should have after the wedding but I was...distracted.
He shakes his head.
Alice and I got married on a whim at the Citadel and it was wonderful. We managed to get my parents in for it as well as Joshua which was amazing. I owe Liz a great debt for making that happen.
Jon smiles slightly before his face turns dark.
Unfortunately that's not why I am writing this log. This is a very dark time for me, the worst in a long time. I had hoped this was behind me but all those feelings and impulses are rising to the surface.
Alice and Sery, a sentient AI who among other things acted as the ship's computer, have been stolen. Sery is completely gone...Alice is now an empty shell. If I didn't know better I would assume she is dead, but Elusive kept insisting she was taken along with Sery by The Dark.
Jon runs a hand over his face as he fights to stop tears from forming.
This entity is more powerful than anything we've ever faced, I don't even fully understand it. It's a real possibility that this is the end. I'll be damned if we don't try, though. If we fail...Mom, Dad...Josh...I love all of you and I want you to know that overall, I enjoyed my life and was fortunate to marry a woman I loved.
He violently turns his head away from the camera.
End log.
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