OFFICIAL LOG Ensign Moonshadows to Ennien Security Dept. USS Razerwolf I have disembarked from Shuttle Tom Clancy and have forwarded my luggage to the Razerwolf. There is the standard pre-launch party. This is an obligation, and not in line with the leave takings of my people. We pack, we go. I will attend and try to understand the speeches. Personal Log Moonshadows to Ennien I have survived the speeches. During the gathering I met an Ensign named Tay.. I think... her voice is pitched very high and there are undertones at such a high frequency I can barely hear them... I am positive the humanoids cannot. She a most interesting person and I think we shall be friends. Tay seems to be of one mind with me, ships corridors are too.... claustrophobic. She flies! I will be most interested in learning her peopleâs ways. The Shakedown cruise was a major surprise, as the Captain was not yet aboard. We survived, and Captain Dorâath, a Klingon of all people, is now aboard. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * A fine spread is laid out in the Holodeck, at least I ate well. Ass soon as I decently can I shall excuse myself and go sleep. It was a strange party... it seems our crew is composed of a lot of people as âgreenâ as myself... strange choice for Star Fleet, as this is a new ship and a new mission in potentially dangerous territory. At least Tay and I eat similarly, she is a hunter on her world, âJungleâ. I foresee some interesting holodeck adventures. Several of the crew have offered me alcohol, distasteful stuff. I remained polite and located some milk, an incredible beverage I found on Earth. The meats and fruits are good as well. I have met our Captain, an imposing figure ... but then I am small for my people. The captain has started another speech, Tay has nearly choked me with a quiet comment about âSudden loud noise means you fight or run, not stand and be target.â I do not think the others heard. The Captainâs speech seems to show a fair amount of concern on his part for having this project work... but he seems to be making the best of it. The usual âDo you best, I have confidence in youâ bumf... Bumf, what a good word Colonel Kikke in our political orientation classes had. Log pause ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------- THe huge Klingon, Dorâath finished his speech and put the party back At Ease. The Sivaoan ensign buried her nose in a bowl of warm milk and lapped decorously, stopping occasionally to lick the mild from her whiskers with her rough, pick tongue. She was tired, the trip on the Clancy had been tedious, and feline like, she did not like small spaces. She looked up and saw the winged, tailed female, hunter, Tay. She made the ritual gesture of welcome, hands in front, right ahead of left, fingers spread, claws extended; she then retracted claws, fingers, arms. Tay made a gesture of her own, claws out in greeting, extending her wings. Beings without claws watched curiously, not a little nervous. No one ever knew when two strange races with claws might show animosity... or just want to test each other in mock combat. Instead, they mutually inspected the table, commenting on odd dishes. Vice Adm. Magenta saw them and walked over. he greeted them, they returned it respectfully Moonshadows went on about not liking being closed in too much, Tay agreed. Moonshadows offered her bowl of meat to share, Tay picked bits out delicately. Tay returned the favor. She commented there was some friction between the Executive Officer, Mr. Taltos, and Captain Dorath. âRazerwolf mixes Klingon command and Star Fleet... Do you know if command staff fights for Alpha?â Sticking a bit of Tayâs offering in her mouth and chewing, Moonshadows said, unconcerned, âThey might.... It is good to find someone unafraid of sharp fingers. Her tail suddenly tightened into a tight corkscrew, her version of laughter. Tay bobbed her head in agreement, saying, âScared of claws, but all must eat with knife. Silverware is for fire users.â I told her my planet was populated by nomadic tent dwellers, although we had high technology and a very few libraries and labs as permanent buildings in gathering places. We moved from place to place, as the nearest thing we have to a religion is the practice of protecting the ecology. ****** ***** ****** ****** ***** ** ****** * * ***** ** ** ** * * * * * * * * * Captain Dorâath again mounded the dais... Tay jumped deliberately as he called for attention. Moonshadowsâ tail looped in silent laughter as she wished SHE had thought of jumping. Her tail straightened as she was called before the captain. Had she been caught? The Sivaoan, worried, marched forward. âSir, she squeaked. Captain Dorâath asked, âWhat is you position aboard Razerwolf?â âJunior security officer, sir!â she replied. âWe shall have to rectify that... It is my pleasure to promote you to Acting Chief of Security.â The Felinoid swallowed and relaxes, save for the ruff around her neck.... and promised to do her best to live up to expectations, privately she worried about her lack of experience. This surprise made her worry even more about the ships chances in a real emergency. Spot promotions of green crew, shakedown cruises before the captain arrived... What WAS Star Fleet thinking? She did not envy the Captain what he seemed to have been handed. Crew beings came up and congratulated her. She stayed as along as she could at the party, and excused herself. She went tow her quarters to sleep, it had been a long time awake. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++