Ship's Log | To Boldly Go

Holy crap Im in space!! Sorry for tazering the medics...

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.

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.

This is... unexpected. I was pretty sure I was about to die and now I'm in outer space? Definitely not the afterlife I would have imagined.

Anyway, I'm Allison and I guess I'm living in D35. So hi.

It seems introductions are required in these circumstances I am Commander T'Pol and I was science officer on the starship Enterprise though obviously an alternative version.

Obviously I cannot claim this is not possible as it is in fact happening. So what is the next step to continuing to serve Starfleet here?

You know, weird is kind of the default setting on my life for...well, forever.

But I've got to say...this is so freaking cool. Being on a starship. In space.

So awesome.

I don't think I'm ever going to get used to time travel. This one though, this one takes the prize, I think.

I guess this is where I introduce myself, although I was just told people know all about me in the future, I guess well now. Anyways, I'm Ensign Hoshi Sato, or I was an ensign, I was working as a Communications/Linguists Officer. It's kind of cool to see how different the universal translator is now.

Holy crap this is not cool.

I need to be on the ground and outside right now. Everything smells weird and metallic and the ship is humming so freaking loud.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to puke.

Put. Me. Back.