Personal Log Stardate 40883.75

Posted on 19 Jul 2020 @ 12:56am by Lieutenant JG Joseph Harper

"I find my self at a rather troubled...intersection." Joe sighs as he clasps his hands behind his back and stares out one of the many windows in The Common. For the last two days his mind has been distracted on an incident that, as of today, occured eighteen years ago.

"Ever since I signed onto the academy, I thought that continuing the tradition would help put me at ease of my biological mother's death. Apparently thats not the case..."

With a PADD in hand he straightens his uniform and sits down at a table in the corner. Noting that the Boston is still in yellow alert after her most recent encounter with Romulans, Joe orders a synthetic whiskey. Once the waiter brings him his glass he takes a sip then sighs.

Joe taps his PADD a few times and brings up the image of an old Georgiou class starship. The U.S.S. Aladdin, NCC-2134, was a fifty year old vessel at the time who's fate was met shortly before she was meant to be decommed. The Aladdin was responding to a distress call when the vessel in distress was used as bait. An unknown Nausicaan ship managed to successfully ambush the Aladdin by disabling her with a virus that knocked out the main computer.

"To this day Starfleet still hasn't found the scum responsible for the Aladdin's destruction. I've been considering the thought of pursing the investigation, if I'm lucky, I might come across some intel when we get to Farius."

"Computer...end log."