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Travis Kroells

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    I've been couped up within my quarters for several hours now and I just recived the news that our ops/helm officer mr.  Van Roy is leaving our ship.  He was a good friend…it seems more and more that things are stacking up against me.  Vanroy was my only true friend on this ship and the way things our going for me I could realy use one right about now.  I cant help but wonder if they are going to split up helm and ops now that our crew shorted is finaly over.  I could remember the time we didn’t have a working engineering staff. (don’t tell starfleet comand im sure we broke many a protocal by that)  But of all the people to leave I thought of vanroy the least.  Times are getting tuff for me and the prospectes of runing away from my problems is getting more and more hard to resist.  But if there was one thing I learned from vanroys pranks and insults was that sometimes you just have to rough out the hard times untill the good ones show up again.  I have a feeling that those hard times will be here for a while for me but I musnt give up.  Good by Mike Vanroy I know I speak for all of the crew when I say you will missed.

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    Day 1…Kroells’s personal logs

     

    Well…where do I begin?  There is no real good place to start after getting back from an away mission that went to hell in record speed (On the official stance I’m sure it didn’t take the new record….ask spock I’m sure Kirk did something worse faster then me.)  I’ve taken my first assimant on a ship and shot it to hell…but on with the details…I had woken up in sick bay some time soon after we arrived back at the Reagent.  I don’t quite know how I passed out but I know that gelatinous creature had something to do with it.  I now realize why I didn’t take my scientific knowledge and join the medical department.  Frankly because there slower then my grandmother in the morning.  Either way I had been spending the time I would have been using preparing my will trying to fix me up from what ever I caught on the surface.  Time passed and I was sure that we had passed into the 25th century.  At least I managed to meet the new doctors’ mills and smith.  I also met the new ensign in security nicknamed Kansas.  She was intriguing to say the least but none the less I tried to work a little charm and got her to go on a jello date with me.  But then the moment I had feared the most had come…Fred showed up in sickbay ready to put me in the body bag right there and then.  At first I thought he was gona drag me off to the brig and interrogate me there but he headed with Debbie to her office and discussed something there.  I waited almost getting anxious to get it out of the way… I figured this might be my last day on this ship and I was hoping to try to make it through partially intact.  Either way Fred had finish and had brought me into Debbie’s office.  I had no doubt that smith and possibly even Debbie was getting as close as possible without being caught.  What I thought were day’s go by until Fred finally asked me why I did it.  I had attempted to tell him about my difficulty acknowledging any thing else other then my scientific work.  But when he finally acknowledged what I had said and I could see he took it the bad, bad way well then I knew that the **** had just hit the fan.  I didn’t think that Fred had it in him to explode like that…but man the only other man I know to have an affect like that on me was my father and that usually took physical discipline too…It was over before I knew it. Confined to quarters except when on duty.  I entered my quarters disgusted with my self.  He was right I could have killed every one on this ship, and what if someone gets hurt on the new mission.  Not only will I have to deal with those conciqentions but I’ll also have to deal with the proverbial blood on my hands.  All I could do when I got to my room was send Kansas a message informing her on my inability to make it to our diner date.  Now I just lay on my bed watching my Starfleet career crash and burn before my very eyes.

     

    End log…   (Well what do you think?)

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    Kroells Family archive: entry 178

     

     

    My Great Grandfather started this archive back in 2260.  I never really had a reason to put an entry in… my dad said that this archive wasn’t no log…it was one of the few places that a person can write down what he really thinks.  Most of the things in here are comments and/or criticism of fellow crew members’ commanding officers decisions and the other more personal things that most people wouldn’t put in their logs.  These last few days I have begun to question my role on this ship more and more.  I feel like they don’t let me do my role as a science officer.  The incident on the last away mission I was on for instance.  I had been so close to making first contact with that creature.  But it just doesn’t work that way…something’s always holding me back…Commander Ridire…I just cant understand him…there’s just something about him that I cant place my finger on…its like he has no sense of adventure.  My grandfather taught me that there were two kinds of explorers.  The humans were the kind of people who jumped into the unknown with both feet willing to take the risk in the name of science.  Great men like Archer, Kirk, and Picard. And then there are the Vulcans.  Always holding back, conducting scan after scan to see if the area is interesting enough to explore, and wasting time with the details.  The only person who I believe fits that description is Ridire.  I look at my uniform, my pips, and my communicator and I’m disgusted.  We’ve become the Vulcans that my grandfather talked about.  I look at my communicator and see my reflection.  They say that it represents the soul of Starfleet.  But I see the self pity for making the choices that I’ve made.  I’ve come to the realization that there is no Starfleet any more.  Only yes men and the people that they hold back.  I look into the reflection of my self and I can see it happening…I remember the times I didn’t care about the rules I did what I wanted to advance my knowledge.  I stare into that once youthful reflection and I say…is this really worth it?

     

    End archive entry 178

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    Travis sat on the shuttle with his eyes closed trying to comprehend what just happened.  He had been so close to making first contact with that alien and Cmdr. Ridire had ordered him back to the shuttle.  In Travis’s opinion he was just willing to take the first window of opportunity to get out of here.  No scientific interest at all.  In my opinion the survey wasn’t even complete.  No tests had been made to determine the usability of the station…hell for all we know this thing could fall apart any second!  In his opinion Travis’s first away mission was the kind to keep him locked up on the ship for the rest of his career.  But the life form…that was the one thing that will stick with him… what if they don’t get an opportunity to go back down… what if it isn’t native to this planet?  For all he knew if nobody comes back for another 25 years he may just be killing that creature if it has no way to survive… Travis just relised how warm it was in the shuttle.  At first he figured that Vanroy had turned the heaters on to mess with him until he felt like he was really burning up… he thought about how this was just like his days at the academy… he had been working on an important experiment he was so close to finishing it but that pompous ass of a professor had decided that after all the research he did all the materials he collected that just at the end he’d tell him to stop.  It took all his strength not to drop him right there.  At first he pretended that he couldn’t hear him and that worked for about a second the professor ran up to him grabbed him by the collar and threatened him with expulsion if he didn’t stop.  The next day Travis dropped that class.  He thought to himself “Why to they open the door for me, tell me to go through it and then at the last moment slam it in my face?”  This is exactly what was happening now…it was so hot he couldn’t think strait… he thought he remembered Cmdr. Ridire turning back to him but it was all a blur now….that creature was the only thing that mattered now…he needed to contact it… it might very well be the most important thing that will happen to him…but not now to hot to sleepy….no matter what he has to make contact with it… in the end it will all be worth it….Darkness approached him… he told all he needed to and let himself slip into unconsciousness.

     

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    Assistant science officers log star date 031.16

     

    Begin Recording…

     

    It had been several hours since our away mission had gone wary stranding us one the surface of this planet.  Our first few hours we were trapped within the shuttle due to the storm raging on the surface of this planet.  Several hours latter the storm had cleared out but leaving the atmosphere above us unstable preventing a take off.  We decided to return to the Romulan base to investigate further.  I had become rather excited with the idea of finding the source of that biocontamination and had gone ahead and I have lost contact with the away team.  I had decided that they were not far behind so I continued.  I am currently at what I guess I could call a fork in the road. There are three separate tunnels and only one of me so I can not continue any farther.  I currently am waiting at the entrance of the middle tunnel waiting for vanroy shamor and ridire to catch up.

     

    …End Recording

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    Personal log star date 0301.9

     

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    I found a piece of paper lying around on the floor so I decided to jot down a few things I’ve learned while on this mission…

     

    Never play strip poker with a crew member who appears to be going through pon far because it WILL leave very bad memories.

    Bring with enough food or else cannibalism will be brought up and trust me if you see the old holofilm silence of the lambs then you know what I’m talking about.

    Bring something more then a deck of cards to entertain your self.

    And most importantly… REMEMBER TO BRING PILLOWS NEXT TIME!!!!

    …End Recording

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    I must say if we are to have a new ship soon I would want it to be something that could bebelivible...You just can run around with a promethius class ship it is still clasified to my knowledge.  Sure the manticore is belivible due to the fact that starfleet has all kinds of stuff like that going on but to think that there is some promethius class ship runing around after just being bulit is unbelivible...We just make a Soverign or Intrepid class I think their better anyways.  :)