Escape pod log, supplemental
Day 149.1
M. Koril
A tractor beam has locked onto the pod and towed us inside of a ship. Tovan remains unconscious. Whoever they are, they’re not bothering with transporters. Whatever happens now, I will defend my crew and myself, though my insurrection may not last long as I have no weapons. If this is to be my final log…I suppose that I hope whoever is reading and listening to these finds them entertaining. A cautionary tale, perhaps.
End log.
Captain’s log:
U.S.S. Splendid, Captain Cecil Killian reporting.
We have reached the source of the distress signal; it is a Romulan Republic escape pod registered to the R.R.W. Jevonite. Two life signs. We made an attempt to hail it, but there was no response – a number of their systems appear to be damaged. We’re towing it into the cargo bay with a tractor beam now. Bumpy ride, but there really isn’t time for niceties with the other ship approaching. T’Vrell has identified it; A Romulan vessel still under the flag of the disappeared Empress Sela. Tal Shiar. I’m frankly shocked they’re still around, and doubt they will be a match for the Splendid if we don’t scare them off.
End of file
Escape Pod log
Day 142
M. Koril
Tovan and I got the distress beacon working. He says the gash on my face is getting worse, but I keep forgetting that it is there. I’m much more aware of the cold, and the quiet. Our supplies will only last us another week at most, and we’re just a tiny damaged Romulan escape pod in a vast area between systems. I’m not sure the beacon is even strong enough to be heard outside of the immediate area. And even if it is, who would help us?
I don’t dare say these things out loud, Tovan is trying so hard to stay positive. He keeps saying that Demala survived, even though he admits that he didn’t see her actually leave the ship. However, it wasn’t long ago that I suggested naming the escape pod. Perhaps we’re both becoming somewhat senile in our isolation.
Space has never seemed so empty.
End log.
Captain’s log:
U.S.S. Splendid, Captain Cecil Killian reporting.
With a good chunk of the fleet deployed in the Delta Quadrant, the Splendid has been picking up a number of patrols that would have normally been done by at least three other ships.
However a few minutes ago we picked up a faint distress signal during a routine scan, apparently coming from an escape pod just outside Romulan space. The pod uses a transponder that corresponds to what the Republic is currently using, so I have diverted the ship to investigate.
We will arrive at the pod’s location in… less than an hour at warp 9. The speed was necessary as T’Vrell has identified at least one other ship that has discovered the signal, and we can’t say if it is friend or foe.
I’m hopeful we’ll reach the pod first.
End of file
“What now?” Miv asked loudly, yelling over the blaring red alert.
“We retake the ship.”
“Just the two of us?? From your quarters?”
"Affirmative.”
You see what you expect to see.
Jevonite Commemorative Log
M. Koril
Day 125
Keitia and D’Van, two of my crew who were becoming…my family. The Jevonite…the ship that was becoming our home. They’re gone. I know that for sure.
All I have left is this life pod and Tovan. I don’t even know if anyone else survived.
End log
It was the Borg.
We were outnumbered. Our fleet was unorganized, underpowered, the captains inexperienced. The Interrogator crew fought bravely, doing all we could…but there were just too many Borg.
Jevonite escape pod
Day 120
M. Koril
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Jevonite Captain’s Log
M. Koril
Day 118
The Tal Shiar.
How…why…? We were leaving Romulan space. Why attack us now?
I…I guess you can never really be free of them, once they have your scent. Once you’re on their list, and there’s no one to stand behind you.
Cowards. Attacking one little ship with a whole fleet.
Computer, I can’t do this right now. End log.
Captain Koril 