Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 371
M. Koril

Tovan has re-connected with a few friends, and I have made myself useful assisting with colony building and research. It has felt really…good…to help for a change. Also, it has allowed me to keep my “ear to the dirt” for any more information about the Tal Shiar or my missing contact. So far, my efforts have yielded little more than some data about glowing rocks and floppy water creatures. I will be assisting with the Klingon scouts tomorrow. I don’t expect to get any more out of them than I have from the Romulans, but it should prove to be an…interesting…experience, if nothing else.

Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 365
M. Koril

I shuttled down to the meeting point on New Romulus, right on time. My contact was late, but I didn’t think anything of it at first. Very few people are ever punctual. But he never showed. I waited for hours in a warehouse of supplies for the new colony, feeling a bit strange and suspicious down there. Thankfully, my reputation as a cargo hauler has superseded any other reputation and no incident occurred. But the disappointment…

My mind entangles itself with the possibilities of what could have happened to my contact, and why. This secret is holding fast to itself, and swallowing its keepers whole.

I love that trying to dance across insect nests, broken glass, random trash, and natural detritus on a sloped hillside is totally in character, because it’s the only dance floor I have right now for practicing

An ancient screenshot of Risa from back in the days when I was running it on an incompatible Win 95 machine. Ahh, the early days of STO! When my lag was so bad that I literally couldn’t see when my phasers would fire and would just have to guess if I was hitting something or picking something up or running into walls at any given time. It was like a whole different game back then, both because the game itself was different, and because of my technical issues.