Ship's Log | To Boldly Go

I'm a New York born Jew.

I shouldn't be in space during Hanukkah, my bubbie would be so mad.

DM TO AVENGERS

Tomorrow, Hanukkah ends. I want to have a dinner, special, for us. Will you come?

So who else is looking forward to getting off this ship for a few days of fun?

I love all of this.

Who here is involved in Engineering? I'd like to get some idea of what it entails?

Is there anyone else still thinking about what job they'd like to to do?

[Leia]

How are you? I'm sorry I've been quiet. It's quite a lot to process

[Kylo Ren]

I need to talk to you.

Well, shit.

I've seen a lot of strange stuff in my time, but this is—completely new and unexpected.

I was informed I'm not the only archaeologist aboard. Anyone have any suggestions for how to stay busy around here?

[Filtered to the Bridge Crew of the Enterprise]

Parker to Enterprise? Hi. Uh, so I sorta kinda got arrested. I'm sure Fornax will be contacting you eventually, but they're not listening to me right now because I'm talking to you via my suit which they can't get off quite yet.

Anyway, I thought I was stopping what seemed to be some criminal activity, but when I went to turn them in I was arrested instead. Not sure why, really.

A lot of new faces again. Good thing this ship has plenty of room but I do wonder what they'll do with us all when all the quarters fill up.

I can honestly say that this is not what I expected when I woke up this morning.

Hello all. I'm Hannah.

Are we really expected to just accept this?

I've been toying with some of the tech here on the ship, and I think I developed a tool that's could be somewhat useful, it's a holographic pen with a near infinite amount of storage. If only because it can connect to the zetabytes of storage that exists on this ship.

But it allows you to 'write' on any surface, creating a holographic image as you do so. Formulas, maps, notes, whatever. Then with a click of a button you can pull it back into the pen, instant 'clean up' with the image being stored back into the pen. It could be useful for coming up with math formulas on the fly, or whatever thing you can think of.

It's nothing too special, but another tool for the crew and us to use. I get bored... so, I started tinkering.

Since there's some interest, I've created a Klingon Opera program on the holodeck. It will be at 2100 hours on stardate 226407.16.

Everyone's invited. I selected on that is a good overall representation of the genre.

'Sup? I'm Max. I was told that making an introduction is a thing most people do.

Well, this all went badly wrong. I guess it's easier to mess up fifth-dimensional travel than I thought.

Seriously, though, I have a question. Probably for you guys with the weird uniforms.

Where's my spaceship? Silver, RW6 model, almost new? See, it's not mine, I kind of borrowed it. My dad's going to be really annoyed if I don't get it back to Lamuella eventually. I could just go search all your cargo bays myself, but that'd take a lot of time and effort, so I'm just asking.

Actually, I have another question. You're human? Really, honestly, homo sapiens from Earth human?

Hey guys, and especially the Enterprise Crew and Seven-of-Nine. I have some advanced nanotech working in my costume from home, and I'd like to see if with it, and with Seven-of-Nine's knowledge and capabilities in that field, we could maybe find a way to begin incorporating it into our medical facilities. Try and help make it more 'mass-produced' so we have it in larger quantities. In the off chance something goes south. Like, Tony pisses off the wrong Klingon woman, or what have you.

Seven-of-Nine really did some great work on Vader when he was here, and I know that could be incorporated to help others perhaps.

Also, I want waffles.

There is something about the early morning hours. It doesn't matter if it's on this ship, or in a city back home.

There's a quiet, like the breath held before the dawn.

I've always enjoyed it.

Uh, I've never been real good at the apologizing thing and all. Which is probably obvious considering it took me this long to post anything. But... uh... sorry. For making a mess a bunch of weeks ago and hurting. And thanks and sorry to the people who helped me out.

Right, so this place is totally awesome. No way around that.

But it's also weirder than Beacon Hills. That's really saying something, since back home my best friend was a werewolf and I was dating a werecoyote.

Just got my fingers crossed that fewer things here want to kill us, though.

Hi. I'm Five.

I'm bored and need something to do.

Anyone got work for an untrustworthy murderous traitor who can fly?