Kansas

Absolutely true! I totally blanked on the Last comparison. And, the El Tee Officer having a sexual encounter with the subordinate? Hey, that was done in the BSG re-Imagined miniseries btw Boomer and Tyrol, in the storage room off the hanger bay. I'd go so far as to say Stargate U just full on ripped off Battlestar Galactica re-Imagined. SGU had no original ideas whatsoever anywhere in this premiere episode, and I agree with Commander B that it was a very dull and unengaging entry into the Stargate franchise. Probably the only reason we didn't see cybernetic robots zooming about is because that'd be a full on sue/copyright violation issue? Random note: I personally wanted to smack the Senators daughter. C'mon Honey, buck up, go with the flow and tell your actor to stop being so over dramatic.

Uhhh...that would be a negatory. Star Trek got together with re-Imagined Battlestar Galactica, and the couple adopted a red headed Stargate Stepchild. **SPOILERS** **SPOILERS** Look, I *am not* the type of sci fi fan who picks at shows. Matter of fact, I usually shut down the brain and go along for the adventure since that's what we're supposed to do anyway and enjoy the entertainment. Whenever I did watch either SG 1 or Atlantis, I enjoyed the episode that I happened to be watching. So, when I notice as many plotholes and general issues and character issues as I did with SGU...that's pretty bad, 'cause I don't normally even pick up on or care about that sort of stuff. I checked out the SG Universe premier, and lasted exactly one hour and twenty minutes into it. It was just not cool, and the storyline concept was so disjointed. - There was a painful opening scene to watch in the beginning of the show where all these people and equipment was tumbling through the Gate, banging into one another and trying to avoid the flying equipment. The scene was *supposed* to be dramatic and give us a sense of danger, but I half expected the Three Stooges to come flying through the gate. - I have a real problem with the so called Lieutenant grade officer who is supposed to set an example "getting it on" with a subordinate in a storage room. - A brilliant geek solves a top secret government equation via an online game and is beamed up to the ship to participate in the Stargate mission...riiiiight. That's just cheesy. - They have their own brilliant and eccentric doctor type...I'll call him Gaius Baltar for now since I can't recall the character name, because that's pretty much who he is, a rip on BSG's Baltar. He even has an English-sort of accent! Hello McFly! - An Ancient ship, on a pre-recorded exploration route many many light years from Earth...Star Trek: Voyager, say what? - Most of the actors, with the exception of Lou Diamond Phillips (as Telford) and the actor portraying the character Eli, were just not with it yet. Oh God, talk about lackluster. And though they had very short appearances, I thought Richard Dean Anderson and Amanda Tapping were way waaaaaay off the mark as well. - The one soldier by the name of Greer? Disciplinary problem who is released from the brig when it all breaks loose? We need to get him together with the Doctor Baltar sort of character mentioned above, 'cause Greer is obviously supposed to be a BSG re-Imagined Starbuck clone. Hey, at least Greer's an African American/mixed type male; I guess making the character a Caucasian female and blond would've been way too Starbuck obvious, eh? - The lead commander of the expedition is partially paralyzed after the trip through the gate...of course he is, oh, how convenient! Drama! Yeah, poke it with a fork, this SGU meat is done and overcooked.

MISSION BRIEFING: The Agincourt has just arrived at the fleet lines. As many ships as can be spared from in-world protection have assembled here, creating a loose borderline. At the edge of sensor range, a scattering of Soltan vessels form their own line opposite. chatlog2009_09_30.txt

09.30.09 Agincourt Mission Update: Time Between Sims: 18 Hours - The Agincourt has joined the other Starfleet ships that have been sent to what has now become the front line of the Soltan skirmish in the Alpha Quadrant. - Both the home fleet ships and the enemy incursion fleet maintain a "stare down" contest, and remain in a tense standoff with neither side making the first move. It is only a matter of time before the excrement impacts with the rotary oscillating device.

Thursday, October 1, 2009 Mission Brief: The Cadet crew of the USS Greenleaf (Steamrunner Class) is on routine patrol and mapping in the Mutara Sector. Roster: Command: Commanding Officer (CO) ----- STSF Kansas Executive Officer (XO) ----- STSF Kent Bridge Crew: Helm/Ops Manager (HOPS) ----- Joker Morgan Engineering: Chief Engineering Officer (CENG) ----- Lisanna Asst Engineering Officer (AENG) ----- Va'yel Asst Engineering Officer (AENG) ----- Rachel E Garrett Medical: Chief Medical Officer (CMO) ----- Jocelyn MacAuley Asst Medical Officer (AMO) ----- TKar ThursAcadChat09_10_01.txt

I have picked up the Klingon Battle Cruiser, and it is indeed a pretty (can I use that to describe a Klingon ornament?) offering for this Holiday season. I have been forbidden to bring any more Trek ornaments into the house, and put any more Trek ornaments on the Tree. Therefore, I enter into what I like to call FCM or Feline Commando Mode....and oh my goodness! We seem to have another new Star Trek ornament that has ended up on the Holiday Tree! Santa must've put it on. I swear. Yeah, that's it.

My Taboo Cat and Orthodox? If Kansas were ever to go orthodox as an officer, I'd retire her as a character. Very, very nice log 'Junior' Caine and 'Buddha' Matthews!

09.23.09 Agincourt Mission Update: Time Between Sims: 18 Hours, and we will be arriving at what has now become the front lines of the latest Soltan incursions into Federation space. - The Agincourt is en route to the border where the Soltans are trying to establish a beachhead. A breakthrough is still imminent and the map is still forthcoming and we are still expected to reinforce the fleet. - The CO and CSEC have a meeting to discuss the latest strategic tactical Intelligence on the Soltan with this new front line concern. The Soltans have unconventional weapons on thier side, in particular the "tunneling drive" that enables them to zip from one location to the other in a blink. - The area of concern is located close to Romulan space, and out along the frontier of Federation space - colony worlds are still in danger. The entire area is slowly destabilizing as the Soltan presence keeps shoring itself up. - The XO dealt with an internal disciplinary matter. Engineering discussed the concept of food.

MISSION BRIEFING: The Agincourt is still en route to the border where the Soltans are still trying to establish a beachhead and a breakthrough is still imminent and the map is still forthcoming and we are still expected to reinforce the fleet. CourtChatLog09_09_23.txt

Thursday, September 24, 2009 Mission Brief: The Security cadets of the USS Greenleaf are currently enjoying some shore leave on Deep Space Station Alpha Charlie. Although, all is not well in paradise. The Command Staff - BOTH the CO and the XO - have gotten busted for a knock down drag out bar fight. The SEC CADETS have been sent to bail out and collect their extremely wayward and sozzled and bruised command team. Go get 'em guys. Roster: Commanding Officer (CO) ----- STSF Kansas Executive Officer (XO) ----- STSF Kent Security: Chief Security Officer (CSEC) ----- STSF Scooter Asst Security Officer (ASEC) ----- Lisanna Asst Security Officer (ASEC) ----- Revon Asst Security Officer (ASEC) ----- TKAR ThursAcadChat09_09_24.txt

09.17.09 Thursday Academy: Mission Briefing: U.S.S. Sunbird (Nebula Class) is in route to Space Station K7, communications have gone unanswered for 48 hours. The Sunbird has been sent to investigate, she is within long range sensors readings. Roster Command: Commanding Officer (CO) ----- STSF Nova Executive Officer (XO) ----- STSF Kent Bridge Crew: Ops Manager (OPS) ----- STSF Scooter Tactical Officer (TAC) ----- STSF Kansas Helm (HELM) ----- Hamlin Taylor Security: Chief Security Officer (CSEC) ----- Vilanne Asst Security Officer (ASEC) ----- TKAR Science: Chief Science Officer (CSCI) ----- Lisanna ThursAcadChat09_09_17.txt

The minor league hockey teams can be way better then the parent hockey teams, at times.

While I'd never ever ever ever deny that Colonel 'Medusa' Harper is anything but a raven haired, no nonsense, and tough marine bad @ss and may all the divine powers in the universe help you and the angels and ministers of grace defend you -- won't do any good though -- if our commanding officer does happen to be swooping down on whoever has royally screwed up... ...what makes you think you'd necessarily need to worry about Medusa more so at this point in time.... I really do not know. Where you got. That impression. Mister Matthews.

MISSION BRIEF: Time Between Sims has been One Day. The 'Court has warped away from the Corianis world. Ship and crew are on a temporary patrol assignment along a section of the Alpha Quadrant frontier, watching over the local cargo transport lanes and perimeter area due to new developments. Reports have been circulating over the Fleet wireless comms regarding the Multiple Soltan attacks on dilithium convoys, including one escorted by Admiral Corizon (see Corizon Log "Magnitude "). We are awaiting new assignment orders. CourtChatLog09_09_09.txt

09.10.09 USS Agincourt NCC-81762 "NCO's" The negative events of the last two shift cycles had weighed heavily on the ships XO. Normally somewhat “perky”, or at the very least somewhat upbeat, Commander Kansas JoNs was by contrast subdued and serious at this current moment. On the positive side of the whole issue, Matthews was a crackerjack Marine who knew his way around combat engagements. As long as someone was firing a weapon at him, things went smoothly and he knew exactly what he was doing. On the negative side, get him off the battlefield, and he could be a surly and combative marine who railed against authority, depending on the situation. Particularly, her authority it would seem. On the so called logical side of the problem, if Matthews didn’t seem to constantly butt heads with JoNs, then the gropo would have probably wrangled constantly with someone else along the command staff line, but that was no small comfort. What it all came down too was that Kansas was done with playing games with the man. Don’t be a martinet, don’t crowd your officers, get to know the beings under your command, be a buddy but keep it within command parameters…the felinoid had usually followed all of these “unofficial rules” to the letter, and Matthews had been no exception. But, it would seem that the typical command officer approaches really hadn’t made any progress with this situation. And she did know Buddha; it’s not like he was a stranger, and that made the disciplinary action against him even more of a distasteful, but necessary decision. Hell, he had been a pretty good trainer -- one of the nicer ones as a matter of fact -- to her when JoNs had been ordered through Agincourt’s version of boot camp. He might have also carried her to the medical bay after a particularly nasty hand to hand combat session with one of the second shift fire teams. The Cait really couldn’t recall the full details as she had been a bit…loopy at the time with the blows that had connected with her head and all that. Good training stuff, but damn that marine hand to hand expertise. She also knew that he had lost family during the Soltan bombardment of Earth, and the psychological fall out from that had sent him to Counseling. Or rather, after a particularly nasty clash between JoNs and Matthews during the bombing of the Sciences section a few months ago, the felinoid had suggested he transfer off ship temporarily for some sessions, and the medical leave of absence had been approved by the command staff. Obviously his anger hadn’t subsided…but he couldn’t control it off duty, and that seemed to be the problem. It fed into the dereliction of authority… = = = Elsewhere in the NNC Marine Command area, a few of the non-commissioned sergeants were breaking in a new lance corporal via a card game. The marines were all off duty, and wore the standard black BDU’s. There attention was on the current hand for the card game, but every once in a while, a furtive look would be directed over towards the Ex Oh’s private NNC office. A female staff sergeant, her short black hair slicked back with water since she had just taken a shower a little whole ago, was speaking to the group at large. “What I’m sayin’ is you’d better get her over here into this card game before she pops out an eyeball or somethin’ thanks to that stress. See those muscle bulges in her neck? Oh yeah, that’s always a good thing…” A male tactical sergeant, one side of his face sporting a thin scar, spoke up. “You know, we don’t have to babysit a Fleeter. Why don’t I just comm the Master Chief to come down and grab her? I mean, isn’t he her designated NCO anyway?” Four pairs of eyes turned to stare at the speaker. “What?!” A third member of the poker group, a Bajoran male who had just made sergeant, jumped into the conversation then. “The commissioned officers are always our responsibility, and it doesn’t matter the department or branch. So MCPO Keltex ain’t here, and we are.” The younger corporal finally spoke up, and his tone was plain curious. “What about Gunny Hef? JoNs seems to get along pretty good with him? And I’m confused here – we don’t coddle Medusa Harper, so why’re we so concerned about Will JoNs?” The TAC Sgt smacked him on the back of the head. “Well duh, jackass, that’s because we don’t have to worry about ‘Dusa. She’s a twenty something year commissioned vet. She knows what she’s doing, so the NCO’s that trained her obviously knew what they were doing and did a good job. But, we gotta watch out for this young one for a little while longer.” A slight smile broke out as he continued speaking. “The commander’s been doing pretty good though since she got the XO office down here and can learn from our shining NCO example.” Everyone gave a good natured snort out loud at that. “Well…maybe she just needs a nice ball of yarn to work off the stress.” “One hundred credits if you say that directly to her.” “Oh wait. Let me think about…no.” The younger Human corporal cocked his head to one side and continued with his curious line of questioning amidst the good natured jarhead banter among the others. “Well…if we watch out for our commissioned guys, then why didn’t we stop Matthews from his little rendezvous?” The Staff spoke up on that one. “Hey, it’s his love life, not ours. It was Buddha’s choice to try and do the so called deed out in the open.” The Corporal spread his hands. “Well, why do I have to go ask JoNs to join us?” The newest sergeant chuckled. “Because you’re the newest lance corporal, and we must start your training in the ways of the NCO Watcher, my Padawan.” The TAC Sgt. growled. “…if I hear one more freakin’ reference about old Earth science fiction shows out of you Hollister, I’m going to shove our deck of cards someplace a bit important…” The Staff Sergeant waved off the argument and turned her attention back to the Corporal. “Just go get her Hayward. We promise she won’t bite. Hiss, possibly.” = = = = JoNs was still replaying a dozen thoughts over in her mind, the weight of holding a command post definitely weighing on her conscience and overall general well being. Would she push for discharge from the Fleet? No. Would she push for extended counseling sessions for him? Yes. Would she push for formal additions to his file regarding a reprimand and insubordination charges? Yes. Would she push for a few ranks in demotion? That was a very, very distinct possibility… Then, a tentative though deep voice yanked her back into the present and out of her thoughts. “Uh….Commander? We have a poker game going on over in the lounge. Wondering if you’d like to join us.” The Human kid hanging out in her office entry way was young and good looking, but still had that new recruit green glow about him, figuratively. “Corporal, thanks for the invitation. I’ll have to pass on the offer.” “I was told if I do not bring you back, I will be thrown into the pool.” “Corporal, this is your only warning. Get. Out.” “Commander. Your neck muscles are bulging, and that is not a good thing. C’mon Sir - Will. I like that call sign…haven’t gotten mine yet.” He jerked a thumb over his shoulder. “The guys won’t tell me how you got it, so I’d be obliged if you shared the story. Just a couple hands?” A slew of growled invectives died at the back of her throat. She was tired, her double shift was now officially over, and she needed some sort of break. She didn’t even feel hungry after the whole situation with Matthews, but a diversion sounded just about right, and a pickup NNC card game pretty much fit the bill. The leonine feline set her desktop computer monitor into hibernate mode with a simple typed command, and then started to move away. “That’s a good girl…” Could’ve heard a pin drop; Kansas stopped moving from behind her desk and glared at the younger NCO. His eyes betrayed a slight panic as he realized how that statement had sounded. “Uh…well…Sir, no offense, but you look exactly like a ginger orange colored cat I had when my sisters and I were kids…sorry, I can’t help it.” Kansas flashed the Corporal a mild look of death, but she gave him the benefit of the doubt. Humans, at times, just couldn’t help that knee jerk “here kitty kitty, you are such a good kitty” thing. It wasn’t racist, just a species specific ingrained habit on the part of the Humans. She starting asking a few questions regarding said cat as they again started their walking progress toward the lounge area. “Was this pet cat of yours a good cat Corporal?” “Yes Sir. Had her for fifteen years. Went everywhere with myself and my sisters on the farm…” The junior corporal and the senior NCO’s got the miffed Caitian Ex Oh all settled into the card game, and what do you know? About halfway through the card game, while the command weight on her shoulders hadn’t lifted, JoNs felt a bit lighter mentally as her attention was drawn onto something else and she had also started to feel hungry…

Thursday, September 10, 2009 MISSION BRIEF: The USS Greenleaf has been distpatched to the Class M world of Hakim Four. The planet has been chosen as a likely spot for a colony world. Our crew is to take data readings and samples of the various sections of the planet to get an idea of what areas are suitable for the future colony. All crew, including the CO and XO, have been beamed down to a section that boasts flat grasslands, caves, large boulder formations, and several connected forests. ROSTER: Command: Commanding Officer (CO) ----- STSF Kansas Executive Officer (XO) ----- STSF Kent Bridge Crew: Helm/Ops (HOPS) ----- jay Security: Chief Security Officer (CSEC) ----- GSgt Mike Hefner Asst Security Officer (ASEC) ----- Alyce Asst Security Officer (ASEC) ----- Owen Matthews Science: Chief Science Officer (CSCI) ----- Lisanna Asst Science Officer (ASCI1) ----- TKAR Asst Science Officer (ASCI2) ----- Damian Porter Asst Science Officer (ASCI3) ----- Joker Morgan ThursAcadChat09_09_10.txt

09.09.09 Agincourt Mission Update: TBS: 2 Days - The 'Court has warped away from the Corianis world. - Ship and crew are on a temporary patrol assignment along a section of the Alpha Quadrant frontier, watching over the local cargo transport lanes and perimeter area due to the recent rash of Soltan attacks. - Sciences and Security studied the data telemetry from the Soltan convoy attack battles that were released over the Fleet wireless. The Chief Medical Officer contacted ships command and requested that an order for new supplies be transmitted in order to re-stock ships stores. Engineering kibbitzed and went about minor repairs. The Exec had words with a Marine line officer, culminating in disciplinary action. - We await new assignment orders.

To: Harper, Colonel C.E., Commanding Officer Re: Personnel Issues Subject: Matthews, Marine Captain Owen Colonel Harper: As of thirteen hundred hours on Stardate 0909.09, I am officially placing Marine Captain Owen Matthews on report, as well as filing pre-formal reprimand and insubordination charges against him pending a direct review. At twelve thirty hours I discovered Captain Matthews, how shall I say, enjoying himself publicly, with a female Petty Officer of the Sciences Department in the main locker room of the NNC. When I asked that he explain his actions or at the very least remove himself from the public view while engaging in this activity, Matthews became quite agitated. He began to antagonize me directly, questioning my authority as his annoyance grew, with references to the Corianis operation as well as the direct orders that I had passed along to the ground teams regarding the pacification of the civilian population if necessary. His manner was refractory, defiant and insolent. This has not been the first incident in which I have encountered Mister Matthew’s particular ire: he has in the past questioned myself and become argumentative against any direct orders that I might have imparted per regulations or personal judgment according to a situation being encountered. Thankfully, this disobedient predilection of his has not seemed to extend to battlefield operations if that is any small comfort. I recommend that when not on duty, Marine Captain Matthews be confined to his quarters for the duration of the next two weeks while this matter is fully settled. - Commander Kansas JoNs, Executive Officer

A9, are you planning on seeing that trippy looking Tim Burton film due out soon - 9- it seems perfect for you! Happy 09.09.09!

= = = = = = = = To: Trenral, Lieutenant Doctor HRasha From: JoNs, Commander Kansas Re: Tri-Quarterly Crew Physicals Doctor Trenral: According to our administrative records, the crew is due for the tri-quarterly medical physical rotations. Due to your particular bedside manner that I encountered when seeking treatment, I am ordering you to personally take care of and administer a complete physical checkup to Lieutenant C. T. Caine. I expect you to show the Lieutenant the same manner of treatment that you bestowed upon me when I was in your company. - Commander Kansas JoNs = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = To: Caine, Lieutenant C. T. From: JoNs, Commander Kansas Re: Tri-Quarterly Crew Physicals According to our records, you are due for your ship board physical, and full blood and fluid work up testing. Please report to Doctor HRasha Trenral of the medical department for your scheduled time slot. I expect you to comply fully with these orders. - Commander Kansas JoNs = = = = = = = =

Mission Brief: Time Between Sims has been a Half Hour to One Hour. As the now on site lead after Captain Calestorm threw full control over to her, Colonel Harper recieves unwelcome orders from Admiral MKory: apparently, the Agincourt is to implement martial law at Corianis in order to get the dilithium production mines up and running again. CourtChatLog09_09_02.txt

09.03.09 Thursday Academy: MISSION BRIEF: The USS Caliban (Miranda-class) has just dispatched a Runabout containing a science and engineering team to the surface of the small, rocky, and desolate moon of Talen Prime. Their mission is to set up a package of equipment designed to test the moon for suitability as a mining location. The moon has no atmosphere and roughly 2/5 the gravity of Earth. ROSTER: Game Master - - STSF Jami Game Master - - STSF Kansas Game Master - - STSF Laura Game Master - - STSF Scooter Game Master in Training - - STSF Kent Command: Commanding Officer <CO> - - STSF Kent Executive Officer <XO> - - STSF Kansas Bouncer <BCR> - - STSF Laura Professional Lurker <PL> - - STSF Jami The Other <TO> - - STSF Scooter Bridge: Operations <OPS> - - Knlwtchr Helm/Tactical <TELM> - - STSF Scooter Security: Chief Security Officer <CSEC> - - Lisanna Assistant Security Officer <ASEC> - - Jiranshen Kor Medical: Chief Medical Officer <CMO> - - Jerry 'Skip' Maxwell Assistant Medical Officer <AMO> - - Joker Morgan Assistant Medical Officer <AMO> - - TKAR Science Chief Science Officer <CSCI> - - STSF Laura Assistant Science Officer <ASCI> - - Sarvek tJhiin Engineering Chief Engineering Officer <CENG> - - Schawnsee ThursChat09_09_03_2.txt

09.02.09 Agincourt Mission Update: Time Between Sims: One Day - The 'Court crew begins the process of Martial Law implementation, per direct orders from Admiral Mkory of Fleet Command. - In other news, a Soltan force attacked a convoy of ships carrying dilithium stores. It would seem the wolf is still at the door. - The crew of the Jackrabbit is due back with reinforcements for the new implementation, and the Agincourt will then be on her way to our next mission.

Welcome Joker - STSF is a wicked cool site to Trek RPG on.

09.01.09 ISS Agincourt NCC-81762 “Boo Yah: Administrative” “As for you, Lieutenant," she said, turning her attention back to Caine, "handle your turf problems yourself, or I'll think seriously about whether you can protect the ship. And you, Commander." Her attention turned sharply on JoNs. "If you can't deal discreetly with your problems, I'll have to find myself a new XO.” "The next time I have to play referee for your little power games, I'll be making certain you both hurt more than the headache you give me." ~ Colonel C.E. Harper to Lt. (sg) C.T. Caine and Cmdr. Kansas JoNs regarding her officers' “Playground Squabble” (ISS Agincourt log, August '09) = = = = Computer, Begin Recording… Personal log of JoNs, Commander Kansas, Stardate 0909.01. Update on the Corianis Mission: Overall, I am very pleased with our crew efficiency regarding the ever watchful stance we have been taking regarding the Corianis situation. In particular, I commend the Marine department with regard to the actions of the ground fire teams as they carry out our mission parameters. And, despite how I feel about their chief department head, the Security officers have also comported themselves well during numerous planetary and shuttle patrols. The ISS Agincourt is still maintaining a watchful vector orbit over the planet of Corianis, and though the workers had started to return to work in the dilithium mines under the threat of whip and phaser, and the colony officials responsible for the entire situation have been shall we say removed from administrative office. Yet, there is still a drama being played out as the result of a very different sort of power play on board this big warship that we call home… It’s obvious through the animosity that practically emanates from the ships chief security officer, that Lieutenant Caine considers me to be nothing more then a pet cat. Honestly, I learned a long time ago to deal with this sort of racial slur and the gross misconceptions that typically accompanies this ‘pet cat’ mode of thinking, so it was no great surprise that an officer as stiff backed as Caine was lacking an education when it came to the Caitian felinoid species. However, like my distant domesticated pet feline cousins -- well dang, that’s a mouthful, isn’t it? -- we larger sentient versions can cause havoc when we want to…and I certainly won’t be clawing at the curtains or dropping a caught and decidedly dead bird as a present at some hapless Human’s feet. The Colonel had told the both of us in no uncertain terms to keep this little mutual feud private, and private is how I intend to keep it. There is nothing wrong with a little low down, private warfare directed at the chief security grunt of the administrative variety, now is there? As the Executive Officer, I’m responsible for the relative health and well being of the crew. If the crew is too sick and too tired to perform their duties, then ship efficiency plummets like a rock. That sort of rut is not conducive to mission completion, and therefore saps the Empire of our available personnel resources. Therefore, crew health is something that myself as the ships second in command needs to be aware of at all times. And wouldn’t you know it? Tri quarterly crew physical rotations are upcoming on the schedule…oh, happy, happy day in the neighborhood. Won’t you be my neighbor, Mister Caine? My, my, my, what are the odds? It must be Karma. Wouldn’t you know that Caine is scheduled to be in the fist batch of crew scheduled for the physicals? The half Human and Vulcan Cee Sek is to receive a full spread of medical attention and check-ups. You just never know what sort of medical complications or colds or viruses and such might crop up with regard to the half-breeds, really, with the genetic coding and all that, so it’s better to play it safe so any ‘breeds don’t infect the crew at large with a species specific viral entity that can jump to other species, or something. Get those urine, skin, fluid, and blood samples all set to go there sweetie pie…‘cause you’re gonna need ‘em. In addition to any health concerns among the crew, the little matter of department efficiency also falls under my purview. And, wow -- it looks like the Security department is due for an efficiency update report, which means I plan to be present and observe at every departmental drill, field drill, training program, weapons check course, tactical class, and duty cycle. I need to make sure that Caine is training her people well and the department is at top efficiency like the other departments. I’m not abusing my power. It’s called strategic planning and implementation. Damn straight. Computer, end personal log. Triple encryption, Echo Whiskey Victor K423-J = = = =