Personal Log Stardate 40906.48

Posted on 31 Jul 2020 @ 12:15am by Lieutenant JG Joseph Harper

Joe places the large bag of latinum on the bed as Thor hops up and curls into a ball. He then picks up a PADD and sees the amount of missed notifications he had from mostly family and friends from the academy.

"Another year has gone...and another one has started. Today I'm now 24 years old...two years younger than T'Pora." He chuckles.

The ensign sits down on the bed next to Thor and scratches the dog's back.

"It was good to see Uncle Ch'kaar again, his business seems to be doing well, Ang Terminal certainly was quite the place. I heard that, with some assistance from the Boston, Uncle managed to get an old Einstein class up and running again. Apparently once she's repaired its headed to the Starfleet museum at Earth."

He stops scratching Thor then leans over pulling out a bar of latinum unsure of what to do with it.

"I somehow managed to hit a jackpot during a game called Dabo. A really simple game of spinning a wheel and hoping for the best. Essentially a game of luck. I spent some of it by getting a round of drinks for the crew."

Joe lies down flat on his back and stares at the ceiling recalling what his Uncle told him before he left. The Boston crew really is a family to him, he never really felt such a connection back on the Merigold.

"There's this saying that...family means putting your arms around each other, and being there. In a way, this crew does that. This bond makes us stronger with a drive to push further into the unknown..."

There's a small pause in the recording

"Before we reach Farius, I think I'm going to run a preflight inspection on the new shuttle. Currently it has no name but, one I'm hoping to call it is...Rocinante. Computer, end log."