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Posted on Wed Aug 17th, 2022 @ 8:29pm by Lieutenant Commander Axod Qo
Edited on on Wed Aug 17th, 2022 @ 9:47pm

Mission: Episode 0.00: "These Are Our Voyages"
Location: Shuttle Vega
Timeline: September 12, 2293

The subtle vibrations of the warp engine had faded to the background for Axod. After so many hours in the shuttle he had subconsciously begun to ignore it. He thought about how good his leave had been , but also how good it would be to rejoin his comrades on Thejal. The Doosodarian man settled into his chair at the Helm controls, and allowed his fingers to dance across the panel.

“Computer, begin Personal Log, Lieutenant Commander Axod Qo." He said aloud. The computer chirped in response.

'What can I say about Pacifica? It was an unforgettable experience to say the very least. I met the love of my life, or rather the love of my night. Four men in four nights is hardly a record, but the way the natives make love ...”

A low alert from the computer interrupted his train of thought. The sound, which slowly faded out, indicated a system wide power drain.

“Qwetha!” Ax exclaimed, the expletive In his native tongue had no direct or indirect translation to Federation Standard. He tried to tap at the controls but everything was non responsive. His engine included.

The Doctor closed his eyes and thought for a moment. He reached for his communicator, hoping he was within a reasonable range of Thejal or anyone really. “Qo to Thejal.” There was no response. He tried again. “Qo to anyone, I am stranded without power.” Static was all that returned in response.

Closing his eyes again, Ax worked to calm himself and steady his breath before he used up all of his air supply. Resigning to his fate, Ax picked up a PADD and began to type.

‘My name is Axod Qo Pel’alarqay Fe’afe i-Gethra , and this is my final testament.’

He began to cry. He thought about all of the faces that he would miss, friends he would never see again, family he would never hug again.

It was overwhelming to him, but he continued typing. His tears finally stopped as he went on.

‘Know that I leave this life at peace with my actions and with no ill feelings towards anyone. I leave behind my love to all those I have ever been blessed to encounter. As I make my way across the bridge to my new life with the ancestors I take the time to reflect on my life in this reality. My family who has loved me unconditionally. My friends who I share so many fond memories with.’

There was a laboured chirp from the computer. Scheduled system reboot complete.Came the familiar voice of the Starfleet computer.

Axod looked up from his PADD, clearly confused. He thought maybe this was how his mind was manifesting his death.

The familiar hum of the engine started up again.

Ax started laughing nervously. Could he really have reacted so... well it was an overreaction to say the very least. He stood up and began to check the computer console. Everything seemed to be in working order once again. He continued his nervous laughter about the situation.

“I guess I can just delete this.” He said out loud, referring to the macabre and depressing message he’d been scribing in anticipation of his death. He tapped at the PADD and deleted his words.

“Computer resume log.” He said, his nervous laughter finally subsiding.

“As I said the natives are well known as very forceful and enthusiastic lovers. But that doesn’t even begin to describe the real experience. I was concerned I’d never want to leave. But the thought of returning to my dear friends on Thejal got my ass back on the shuttle and into orbit on time. Still, I’ve made a note to return before too long. Maybe I’ll bring the Captain along.” He laughed. “Computer, delete last sentence and save log.”


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