Author: aniseeker

RRW Jevonite Captain’s Log
M. Koril
Day 54

Completed our task at the outpost, and we are heading back to the Republic shipyard to do some trading. The settlers provided us with some minerals and supplies that the Republic could potentially use. I’m no diplomat, but I did agree to talk to my Romulan contacts about opening up trade lines. Perhaps we can arrange a deal that benefits everyone.

End log.

not-so-boldly:

“This is a holodeck?” Mivrana glared at Radar critically, but he seemed just as shocked as she was.

"I can usually see through holodecks…” He breathed, seeming to glance around as if he STILL didn’t believe the ship they were supposedly on had just dissolved beneath their feet. “When did we even… Drake. How did he do it?”

"He knows you better than you do.” Miv shot back sourly, and Killian frowned. She hadn’t been keen on this mission from the start, and clearly that had been justified.

“Time for some answers.” He squared his shoulders, starting toward Drake… with Miv following on his heels. “Not likely.” She added under her breath, fully aware he could still hear her just as surely as if she’d shouted.

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RRW Jevonite Captain’s Log
M. Koril
Day 51

With our Romulan assignment completed and a new ship, the crew and I have felt increasingly less anxious about the future and the Tal Shiar. We’ve taken some odd jobs from a small moon outpost, mostly pest control and salvage. It’s a nice break from flying around in circles, being attacked by pirates and spies every few hours!

I’ve been getting to know the crew better, as well.

D’Van, the Romulan farmer-turned-gunslinger, in particular, is easy to get to know. His friendly, gregarious manner turns every Romulan stereotype I’ve ever heard on its head.

Tovan, my second-in-command, is a little clingy, and at times insufferably direct, but I appreciate his passion. He genuinely seems to care if everyone makes it out of a mission alive.

Keitia, the Reman engineer, seems to hide an intelligent grace under her quiet, angry exterior.

The Romulan scientist, Demala, is the biggest mystery. She speaks to no one, except about ship matters. She has a sharp edge to her that suggests a military background, but a warm smile that also seems to strike without warning.

I look forward to getting to know these people better as we continue to work together. Considering the work we do, the company could be much worse.

End log.

coraregina replied to your post “still sick still attempting to keep my drowsy butt in bed instead of…”

Let me know what you thought about it at the end? I had some unexpected feelings but as much as I love Garak, I found it an absolute slog in some places as well.

I have mixed feelings. It was an interesting read for me, and related to a lot of it in ways I didn’t expect. It did get bogged down sometimes, and some of the editing errors (not sure if that was just because it was the Kindle version or not?) drove me crazy. But overall, I enjoyed it. It was a good distraction from being sick and wanting to be doing anything besides laying in bed all day. Most of it compliments my own portrayal of Cardassian character and culture, and that was gratifying.

Honestly there are some parts of it that I wish certain people I knew would read. Other parts…I got too foggy brained to sort out. Maybe not the best book to read while drowsy!

RRW Daybreak Captain’s Log
M. Koril
Day 41

I hate snow. I hate cold. If I had known I would be out here freezing my scales off, I wouldn’t have gotten a haircut so soon. But I must admit…the incentive was too good to pass up. The first thing I am going to do when we get paid is buy a coat. And maybe then, name my new ship.

The Republic offered us a new ship to track down the whereabouts of a secret Tal Shiar base. Normally, I would have laughed in their faces and taken my crew somewhere else. Better to be poor and alive than tortured and dead in a fancy new ship. But something tells me that the Tal Shiar isn’t going to let our involvement go willingly, and if the new Romulan government wants to back us up, I say we’re better off with a more powerful vessel, and with what help the Republic can provide, than without.

The Tal Shiar reminds me too much of the Obsidian Order. Hearing my mostly Romulan crew discuss what the Tal Shiar has done to their society makes me unspeakably angry. But this is just business. This is not my world. I didn’t want to be dragged into their political mess, but here I am, front and center. I refuse to let myself get emotionally entangled as well.

End log.

still sick
still attempting to keep my drowsy butt in bed instead of wandering around doing housework like a Borg drone and ending up sicker
so I bought myself Andrew J. Robinson’s “A Stitch In Time” finally and started reading it in-between naps

SO MANY UNEXPECTED FEELINGS