Travis Kroells

“Nature”…Kroells’s logs (Log 43) Off line. Just perfect, the holodecks were offline. O’Connor hissed in annoyance, and if Travis could have done the same he probably would have. He stood silent for several minutes, considering his options. He could head back to his quarters, and pick up the pieces of his life, but that wasn’t very appealing to him. He could go to the crew lounge, have some hot coffee and at the same time avoiding his quarters. And of course he could see if he could head back to the bridge and actually get some work done for once. All of the options sucked but it wasn’t like he had been hoping for some perfect solution any ways, he sighed and gently taped his commbadge. “Kroells to Smith” Travis sighed while waiting for his response. While his family had been in Starfleet for countless generations, Travis had spent his life before the academy working on the family farm causing him a great unfamiliarity with most technology when he entered the academy. He knew how to use every thing, but sometimes using something as simple as his commbadge felt, odd and unnatural. “Yes lieutenant?” Travis couldn’t help but become instantly annoyed. “Do you think I can be cleared to return to duty, there’s not much to do here but work?” The doctor quickly responded, “I cleared you for duty yesterday.” The idiot! He had cleared yesterday already! No wonder he sounded like he was waiting for him. Yesterday…he must have cleared him almost immediately after he left sickbay! Travis tried to calm himself down…But still Smith had cleared him almost 24 hours earlier and hadn’t even bothered to inform Kroells. Had Travis not have called in he would have simply returned to his quarters and went to sleep. Travis simply tried to chuckle and ignore the doctor’s ignorance, “thanks for telling me that doc, Kroells out.” He quickly walked away, O’Connor in his arms and quickly headed back to his quarters. O’Connor was quickly dropped off, and he once again entered the turbo lift to head to the bridge. He still couldn’t get over why Brian annoyed him so much, or what his problem with Ridire was, he was a nice guy; he just couldn’t understand why he could stand his executive officer. Then like a sack of bricks a theory hit him. He remembered the old fable about the scorpion and the frog, or at least the important parts. The scorpion had to get across this raging river, but couldn’t due to the fact that he couldn’t swim and would drown. There was a frog near by, which could surely swim him across. The scorpion walked up to the frog and asked him if he would swim him across the river, the frog replied that he would, only if the scorpion would not sting him after they got across. And so they set off, it was about half way into the trip that the scorpion did what he promised not to, he stung the frog right on the back. The toxins quickly surged through the frog causing him to lose strength and drown. The frog looked up to the scorpion as he went under, “Why’d you do it? Now we’re both gona die.” The scorpion looked back at him, his voice as if one who embraced death with happiness. “Because. It is my nature.” Travis’s mind chuckled at the meaning of the story; people don’t change no matter how hard you try. The scorpion couldn’t help but sting the frog, even if it meant his death. Commander Ridire and doctor Smith weren’t going to change, Travis wasn’t going to change, and for some reason that filled him with a new found respect for the too. He wouldn’t change for them and they diffidently wouldn’t change for him. Some times things were better left as they are, even if they look as if they need improvement.

It would also help if you dont bash the GM's in pms to me. I dont take it too kindly

::laughs uncontrolably::

Im suprised no one chose the computer one yet, well I would have but my fourth actually was ruined on the 3rd, well before those damn mosquitos got me.

Hey Im starting my sophomore year in high school and I love it! Well thats cause were way over bugdet so they cant afford to teach us, the teachers are country hicks and I get invited to all the drinking parties. Yea, highschools fun.

Garnoopys from Iowa! I knew I should have said delaware or something, sorry...well thats one intelligent person I know from Iowa

The pandarians tricked them into thinking the teletubbies were on board so the captain activated the self destruct. I should mention that other then the one engineer who knew how to set up force fields properly they were all pretty much from Iowa. ((I seriously hope i didnt offend any one....It's just that I've never met an intelligent person from Iowa))

Voric, I was just wondering where you are from that you dont know how to play football?

Vanroy, Vanroy, Vanroy....It's gotten to the point I need to throw tributes for you! Great guy,....well he's a simmer too...(LOL j/k)...and if there is any thing thats worth while to him...its that he finds the least important part of the story and makes such a ruckess that every one ends up remember what the inflight meal was, rather then the trip to disney world! Thanks Vanroy for driving me insane!

“Only so far”…Kroells’s logs (Log 42) “Fine! You don’t want me to care!? Then I won’t!” Those were the words he left her with, that’s how it ended. Kansas standing inside of the turbo lift, and Travis in the hallows of the corridor beyond. To him that was how it ended, he could not repair the damage that had been done. He made one last attempt to make it work, to tell her how he felt, and it failed miserably. He watched the turbo lift doors closed, headed to parts unknown, to parts he didn’t care or want to know anymore. He sighed and turned around, heading back to his quarters for some much needed solitude. The doors whooshed open and he immediately ripped off the bandages surrounding his shoulder. He didn’t know why he put it on, he obviously didn’t need it. He walked over to the table in the kitchen, and slowly picked up the coffee mug that rested there. He looked at it, tossed it in the air for a second, and then threw it across the room, causing it to land of the small coffee table placed in the room, effectively shattering the glass top of the small table. O’Connor hissed in fear as Travis then over turned the kitchen table, which doubled as his work desk, sending padds and various other experiments and equipment of that sort flying all over. Travis sighed; he felt a little better, enough at least to say that he could go out and around the ship with out attacking random crew members. He picked O’Connor up and left his quarters heading towards the only thing that could allow him to properly vent his anger, the holodeck. The turbo lift ride was short and with out incident, for which Travis was thankful. He had had enough drama, for one day, one mission, hell even the rest of his life. Right now all he wanted to do was go to the holodeck, let O’Connor run around the pasture chasing holographic mice while Travis rested under his favorite tree. He felt better about the situation before he even got to the holodeck doors, He had only let it go so far, and he had controlled him self and walked away from it, something he had not been able to do for a long time. He chuckled as he walked up to the control panel, “Yea, rock bottom isn’t too far down…”

I hate to see you go like this, even if for just a bit. You've been here just as long as I have and You've been an inpseration since day 1. Your one of the best people here, wether or not you want to admit it. It's realy going to suck here with out you man, so get better quick. And like Smith said, It isnt STSF with some guy named Hyper Drive running around. ~Kroells

Well thanks, I am what I am, and I do what I can

Hey there all great, espicaly the last two commbadges, but nothing tops DBZ and....BANANA MAN!!!!

can you even wear a pinneaple bra?

Well alright you asked for it....

Meh, my fourth was sopossed to take place near some river while a learned to spell better, (jk) but family issues arose and we had to come back, at least now I can keep my brother and his issues in check.

Hey! I throw you this tribute and you mock my love of every thing involving DBZ!?

This is why Bush is against human cloning!

It's offical, Fred's off the meds!

Wow with your, "How to tap the panels" and my "How to set up a force field" we'd take out moose in the competitive sport of tips any day!

No wonder thats why you threw him on that planet with all of the craters.

dude, i just make emails [email protected], they dont even check....why with this power I could...dare I say...RULE THE CHAT ROOMS!!!

Van roy I honestly dont know what I'm going to do with you.

Yes! Finaly some one complimented me!

I voted for moose, hey if he beat fred (::stashes pips away::P then he has to go all the way!