Informal AAR

Posted on 01 Aug 2021 @ 1:24am by Lieutenant George Huxley

*Hux stumbles into his quarters, unsure of what the purple stuff behind the bar was, and at this point not really caring*

"Computer, start recording while this is fresh. Insert a timestamp when I'm done."

*The engineer tosses his shirt on a chair and kicks off his boots, stumbling to his bed*

"This ship doesn't know simple. First, we're going to interfere in a war on the side of the arguably bad guys because the arguably good guys are gonna kill everyone, and some pointy earred asshole gave them the means to do just that. Since that pointy earred bastard is a fugitive from the Federation, it seems only right that we put an end to her. And supposedly, she's been getting help from Starfleet, but no one can seem to confirm or deny that."

*Hux sighs, deciding that removing pants is too much effort*

"Command isn't giving us any form of clear instructions. That's why I was okay with skirting the Prime Directive. Hell, from what the Captain said, it's almost as if they want these weapons to fly. That doesn't sit well with me. So, we're off to stop a war. Sounds like the Captain bought us time."

*He slams his fist on the bed*

"Up until the XO sabotaged my warp core, then shot said warp core, then threw me into Kell! Doc says he thinks there's some sort of parasite thing. Oh, note to self, Kell didn't like me referring to them as snakes, what's that all about? Anyway, that's not important. We damn near had the plasma vent into Main Engineering, followed by coolant, and then the core going up like...crap, I had something for this. Anyway, we almost lost the ship. Again. I evacuated Main Engineering, but of course Kell didn't listen. I'm worried her sticking around is going to get her killed one of these days. Her and Doc are probably my closest friends on this ticking time bomb we call a ship, and if anything happened to her again because of me... I don't think I could live with myself. But, somehow, we managed to vent the plasma and restart the core. I talked with T, we should be able to get the new containment cover instialled in short order."

*Hux rolls over, trying to get comfortable*

"K'Rosu is wearing himself thin again. The kid is stressing out, going without sleep, trying to be some sort of superhero or something. Doc spoke to him, Kell spoke to him, I spoke to him, even T'Char spoke to him, which I thought was surprising. Hopefully the kid listens. If he doesn't, I don't get a choice, I will have to convince Medical to declare him unfit for duty. I'm not going to let him destroy himself."

*Rolls back over*

"Not that it's stopping me from destroying myself. T said a few more minutes, and it would have been game over. Funny thing is, I knew, intellectually, that if that hadn't worked, I was dead. But that wasn't important at the time. Getting everyone clear and trying to fix the problem was. Of course, now the whole almost dying thing seems a lot more important. If I hadn't drank... whatever the hell that was, I doubt I'd be ready to fall asleep. Minutes away from death... that's gonna haunt me for a bit."

*Rolls over some more, finally finding a comfortable position*

"One thing's for sure, getting thrown into Kell has been the most action I've seen since Mars. I have got to get out more. Maybe hang out in hydroponics? I dunno. Ship first, coffee second, personal life if I find the time. Computer, end recording."