<USS Eagle> Counselor's Personal Log, Stardate 59209.47
- From: AzannaDanare@xxxxxxx
- To: usseagle@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Sat, 9 Apr 2005 00:32:42 EDT
Log On:
*Sitting within her quarters - in the very early morning hours*
"Ye' another nigh' I won' be sleepin'." She thought to herself. Being called
constantly back to Earth was beginning to take a serious toll upon her.
Sitting on the couch, she closed her eyes. She'd been feeling ill from her
last
few trips to Earth - testing on her telepathic and empathic abilities showing
that something was definately changing but what it was exactly, they weren't
able to tell her.
Running a hand through waist length golden hair, she sighed and stood up.
Pacing the floor had become second nature lately as a few wired things began to
occure. It was as if images passed before her eyes or she was warped back
in time for a second. But then when she blinked her eyes or heard something
else...it was as if nothing had happened. She'd debated on going to medical -
heck if the Doctors on Earth didn't have any clue, neighter would Ratch or
Melody - and she'd also debated on going to the Captain... too afraid of being
called crazy and premanently removed from duty.
So far she'd been lucky thus far on keeping everything a secret, though
maybe her not talking so much had put up a small yellow flag of warning... one
that could turn into a bright large red flag at anytime. Noting the time, she
shook her head and began to ready for her shift. Time had flown quicker then
she thought and she would make sure that today she would spend it in her
office. Maybe the work there would take her mind off things - plus she needed
to
get things done.
"Ye' another nigh' I won' be sleepin'." She thought to herself...again.
Log off.
Ens. Arreanna Rose
Counselor
USS Eagle
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