Personal Log
Stardate: 59320.05
Man, I lucked out! I
first wasn't all that happy to be stuck on the Eagle when I could have
been flying a shuttle down around the planet. I've always enjoyed that
type of flying a lot better, then flying these huge ships. However,
this time I wasn't chosen to go. I don't know if Gwen just totally
forgot about me, or if she purposely didn't choose me. The shuttles
are small, and all starfleet officers are trained to fly, though most
aren't as good as I am. This mission probably just didn't need an
extra person. Which I am now really glad for. I found out that the
planet was covered with dead bodies.
The only bad thing is that I didn't get an opportunity to play any
games while the away team was gone. I'm too scared to pull the games
out again with the Commodore on the Bridge. He has threatened to make
me scrub the entire ship with a toothbrush. Something I definitely DO
NOT want to do! Still, I know that I tempt fate a little too much. I
mean, he also told me that he'd make me do that if I even brought games
onto the bridge . . . which I do, too often. I'm sure he's spotted
them, just has chosen not to comment. He would really have to be
unobservant not to have seen the games at least once, if not more often.
END Log
Lt. Tru Lee Lost
Helmsman
USS Eagle
