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Freighter Vana Captain’s Log
Day 393
M. Koril

I pass my time lately practicing with the bat’leth in the cargo bays. Sylon and I try to keep our fighting skills sharp in case they are needed once again. It is good sport, and a much more interesting game than staring at bulkheads. My restless energy is put to work on something more productive.

Tovan and I barely speak anymore on matters besides business. He claims to prefer his solitude while flying the Vana. I try to respect his decision and keep my distance, but it is difficult sometimes to remember how close we once were. Sylon is a good sparring partner, but not such a great conversation partner.

Freighter Vana Captain’s Log
Day 390

M. Koril

We have made it back to the Vana,
surprisingly without incident. Every movement in the shadows, since we
left Mol’Rihan makes me uneasy. Tovan seems to be settling down now that
we’re back on our ship, but I grow more and  more on edge. There’s a
feeling deep down that makes me want to run. Down the corridors of the
ship, madly. Out an airlock, even. It’s a trapped feeling that is
getting harder and harder to ignore.

Sylon has taken to
freighter life well. I would not be surprised if she has spent
significant time doing similar work already, but she remains
tight-lipped about her past. I do not care to press the matter. Pasts
are not something to be lightly dredged up.

It may become inevitable to explain some history though, if my past continues to hunt me.

Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 382
M. Koril

Goodbye, Mol’Rihan! At last, Republic security has cleared us for departure. They have scoured every piece of the shuttle and guarded it every moment of the day and night. Tovan and I have gotten very little sleep, but it will be worth it to get off this planet and back into space.

He hasn’t said much to me, but there is a distance growing between us. I’m not sure what will happen when we get back to the Vana. I know that I can’t let this rest. Too many people have been hurt and killed. There is something bigger underneath all of this, I can feel it. I won’t sleep with both eyes closed until I know that it is ended. I also know that this is not the life he signed on for.

Sylon seems perfectly content to stay by my side, Tal Shiar or no. She has been giving me lessons with the bat’leth. I still wonder why she gave it to me on that first encounter, choosing to use a disruptor pistol over the traditional weapon of a Klingon warrior. Passing the weapon off to a total stranger, a Cardassian no less. But then, she does not seem to be traditional, any more than I.

Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 377.5
M. Koril

I tried to ask some of our attackers who they worked for, but most of them died before they could even get a word out. I can’t say I’m entirely sorry. They were a strange mix. Nausicaans, Letheans, Gorn, Orions, even a Klingon or two. It’s no wonder Klingon Intelligence (I still can’t say that with a straight face) is taking an interest. What really intrigues me, however, is that the Romulan Republic so quickly confirmed my suspicions after this attack.

We are, in fact, once again hunted. They could not confirm that it was the Tal Shiar that was behind it, but it seemed to be heavily implied. Maybe that’s the paranoia talking.

Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 377.2
M. Koril

I found Tovan and Sylon at the shuttlebay, they’d been ambushed! Tovan was injured, but Sylon and I were able to protect him until help arrived. I had put in a call to Republic security, and to my utter shock, they showed up to assist.

I really like this bat’leth.

Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 377.1
M. Koril

Sylon sent a message to the camp this morning, letting Tovan and I know that she had secured passage for us on a supply shuttle to the flotilla. I was out early, assisting with a new find at the caves. Tovan left for the shuttlebay without me, leaving me a message when he arrived.

“We are waiting here at the shuttlebay. Meet us when you can. Also, can you bring my satchel? I left it behind.”

Satchel is a code word. Tovan’s in trouble. I have to find him.