Vas Captio Journals

Captain's Log.
Stardate: unknown.
Planet: unknown.
Galaxy: unknown.
Commanding Officer: Jim Kirk.

It has been two days since I've been marooned here on this planet. Contact with Starfleet or the Federation has yet to be established and there seems no militia outpost in this city. Uncertain whether captors mean to do us harm. Need to re-establish contact with the Enterprise. Current supplies include a day's worth of food from gas station and a bottle of clean water to be rationed until water-source is established. A drink would be mighty nice right now.

I'm going to go into the unknown and try to figure out how to fix this.

Kirk out.

It has been a very long time since someone has compelled me to write something manually. Generally speaking, most records are audio or video. I record this in Trade Basic in the hopes that this will open better communication with whoever finds or sees this. I am D'moro Taka, lead navigation of the late Torquessa which was overtaken by raiders of an unknown origin. I fear I am the lone survivor. There is no sign of my shuttle and my survival astounds me as my last memory is setting the cryogenic stasis in the emergency pod.

I do not know where I am. I am not ashamed to admit that I am afraid.

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It appears this is actually a communication device. I can see the writings of others appearing as well. How curious. I've never seen a device like this with ink and paper.

[ooc: handwriting sample]