Personal Log: Kelly Nacin
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| Arcadia # 4496
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| year | 323 CE (2386) |
| posted | November 11 2005 |
| previous | Introductions |
| next | Duty Calls |
Personal log, stardate 62852.05.
Today was my first real day as an officer on board the Arcadia. After finding myself logged in some smelly orange goo, crawling through a turbolift shaft and having to replicate myself the rest of my uniform, Tarana and I were dismissed. A little while later, she came down and wanted to go to dinner.
We were talking about John. She was shocked to hear that I'd gone to see him. It's been almost a year and the disappointment wafted off of her like I've never felt before. Of course, talking about John made us think about life back at the Academy – the good old days.
The whole time we were talking, there was something distracting her. I thought she must have been thinking about the day. I may have had to climb my way to work, but she had to try to fix the problem, something which I probably couldn't have handled my first day on a new ship.
We must have been halfway through our dinner when she received a comm saying that she had received approval to transfer back to the Chenowith. I was completely shocked by that. She never told me that she was even thinking about transferring away from the Arcadia. When we found out that we were being moved to the same ship, we were both excited. We promised to help each other out; it would be like old times. I can't help but feel a little bit betrayed for her not telling me. I understand her reasons, but I wish that I had known about it before she received her transfer. It was unfair of her to do that to me.
I've already seen her off and had a gift sent to her quarters. It's an original printing of her favorite book. I found it years ago and It's been sitting in my quarters waiting for the right time. She knows that I'm upset with her, but I want Tarana to know that I forgive her and still love her. I miss her already.
End log.
Kelly stood up and walked over to her couch. She sat down and looked out the port. She could still see the Chenowith preparing for departure. Somewhere on that ship, Tarana was settling back into familiar quarters, surrounded by familiar people. Kelly thought about the people she had met on board the Arcadia. She knew them all by their personnel files but she had yet to have actually met anyone. She hadn't even had a full conversation with the captain or the first officer. Without Tarana around, she felt more alone than she had felt in a long time.
The Chenowith twinkled outside Kelly's window. It looked like a little model from across the space station. The view was suddenly interrupted by a small cylindrical capsule. Tattered golden sheets hung sadly from the module.
Bolting from her couch, Kelly silently thanked the gods that she hadn't changed out of her uniform yet and headed for the bridge.
"Nacin to bridge; I don't know if you're seeing this, but some sort of ship just appeared right outside my window."
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