<USS Eagle> USS Eagle: Lt JG Josephine Tracy's Duty Log
- From: LtJGJosieTracy@xxxxxxx
- To: usseagle@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Fri, 17 Dec 2004 16:32:02 EST
To: Commodore Fyrstk
Re: Science Department Evaluation
From: Lieutenant Junior Grade Josephine Tracy
Chief Science Officer
USS Eagle
Stardate: 58955.02
This is the first time I have had to write an evaluation so please bear with
me on this. During the encounter with the alien ship the science department
worked quite efficiently. The scanners picked up the ship as it was
decloaking then gave quick and as accurate as possible scans of the ship. The
alien
vessel itself was an immense black sphere twice the size of the Earth. I think
this thing would even scare the Borg. Our scanners could not discern any
means of propulsion nor weapons of any type. Of course when we attempted to
hail
the vessel it took hostile action and captured the Eagle in a tractor beam.
Lt. Cmdr. Gwenivere Marqusa was able to disable the beam and Lt Lost was
able to maneuver the ship away from the sphere. The aliens then fired their
weapons. The science scanners still could not pinpoint any weapons but the
vessel
hurled a vast ball of plasma at our ship. I did get a chance to scan plasma
ball as it passed us. Tactical may wish to view this data to see if there may
be some way to detonate or dissipate the plasma if we should ever find
ourselves in this situation again. Scans did indicate that the balls of plasma
were just that. No electronic guidance systems. When fired the balls traveled
in
a straight line until they impacted with something or traveled far enough to
lose cohesion. Attempts to our run the sphere proved to be futile as well.
It was quite remarkable that a sphere of that size could travel that fast to
keep up with our ship. I also found it quite amazing that they could also fire
the balls of plasma while traveling at warp speeds. During the battle I
guess the aliens got annoyed with my scans as they sent some sort of feed back
through the sensor array that shorted out my console. I'm going to have to ask
engineering to see if they can install some sort of overload compensator in
my console. Since I am physically linked to my console by a cable connected to
my data jack implant I was forced to yank the cord on the cord to prevent
the shortage that occurred to my console from effecting me. I had thought that
Max, who was working inside the console at the time to try to match the alien
vessel with anything in our database had been able to transfer himself to
another console. I found out I was wrong as I lost all communication with Max.
This is the hard part. The only way for me to lose contact with Max is if
his personality program is shut down entirely. I felt as if my soul itself
had
been torn in half. Ever since I woke up on that operating table and Max
introduced himself to me he's always been there. I was sixteen when that
happened
its been three years. We have a sort of, I guess, semi psychic sense of
each other. Even when he beams himself to other places, even other ships I can
still hear him, feel him inside of me. I mean without his personality Max is
just a computer stuck in my head. I think that Steve Gutenberg's character
from that movie Short Circuit said it best. Without his personality the
computer is just that. It doesn't get happy, it doesn't get sad, it just runs
programs. If I had anything important to do after I lost Max I am not sure I
could have done anything unless someone else could snap me out of the instant
depression I fell into. I think I kinda know what Voyager's Seven of Nine
went
through when she was disconnected from the Borg Collective. All the voices
she had been hearing all her life were suddenly gone. She was alone in her own
thoughts. And I guess that's how I felt. Alone... completely and utterly
alone. I realize I don't belong here and if I had a way to get back home I
would
but one thing has always brought me a little comfort being a stranger in a
strange land has been Max. He's always been there when I have felt homesick,
comforted me when I felt like doing nothing but crying my eyes out in my room.
Taken away pain, repaired me when I got hurt. If Max was a real man I would
have married him two years ago. I mean Max is more then just a computer
program to me. He's made me laugh, instilled courage in me when I was feeling
helpless, kept me company in my darkest times. Even given me the will to
continue
in what seemed like impossible odds. Losing him would be like when an
expecting mother loses her child, or when Trill dies within its host. Until
that
moment I hadn't realized how much I depended on Max, how much I need him...how
much I love him...
Lt JG Josephine Tracy
Chief Science Officer
USS Eagle
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