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Posted on Sun Jan 22nd, 2012 @ 4:42pm by Commodore Andrew Clifford

299 words; about a 1 minute read

Andrew left the bridge and headed for his personal quarters. They seemed a little bit sparse compared with his quarters on the old Essex. The room was smaller and all of his possessions had been destroyed with the ship. Still he would soon gather more bits and pieces to make the place more informal.

He tapped his comm badge, "Computer record personal log".

=/\= Recording. personal log for Commander Andrew Clifford, USS Essex Executive officer =/\=
He stopped for a moment enjoying the thought of being XO and hoped he would continue to enjoy it. He knew full well that the job held a lot of responsibility. "We have just received orders to divert to Starbase 400, something that surprises me a lot. I'm now wondering what starfleet are playing at, because we have now moved completely away from the location of the original Essex's destruction. I for one was hoping to discover more about what happened.
On a positive note, we are moving to an area with more activity and interaction with our old adversaries, which should be fun. My very first posting was on the Romulan/Federation border and playing cat and mouse with them always kept me on my toes.
Whatever the reasoning behind this move, though, means a u-turn by starfleet about taking the Admirals ship away from her. She probably have friends in very high places. Good for her".

He moved to sit down on the couch and continued, "I still need to make this room slightly less formal, so I will have to go out searching on SB400. I hope they have plenty of stores on the base. Hmmm I wonder if it possible to get Romulan Ale, hahahaha".

He tapped his com badge again, "Computer end recording and store.

=/\= Personal log recording ended. Record stored. =/\=

 

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