"Coming Home" A Trichon Log

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Trichon looked around the bridge at the faces of his crew mates and realized how much he had missed them over the last 18 months. He felt bad leaving the way he had but he knew that if he hadn't he would have never been a whole person....

 

----18 months ago----

 

Trichon wandered the corridors of Arcadia aimlessly. His head ached from all the random memories firing around his brain. It was getting bad enough that it was not only bothering him but Merri was starting to have headaches from the constant activity in Trichons brain. He had looked for a solution to the problem but nothing was working. Sickbay couldn't make heads or tails of it anymore and had run out of options. It was time that he turned his focus elsewhere.

 

After scouring ancient texts and checking with the ship computers he came upon an old text about an ancient earth customer called a walkabout. The ritual entailed a young man goes on a solitary journey through the wilderness in an attempt to learn more about his own character and strength. It was time for Trichon to go on his own walkabout. He had tried everything he could think of in the realm of science it was time to try something else.

 

He quickly went back to his quarters and changed out of his uniform and backed a small knapsack with a change of cloths and some essentials. He looked over at Merri while she slept almost regretting his decision but he knew this is something he had to do by himself. He quickly wrote two letters. One to the captain telling him he was going on a personal leave of absence with no return time frame. He knew that this would cost him his position in engineering and he ran the risk of being reassigned when he came back. The second letter was more personal and it was addressed to Merri. He wrote this one himself and sealed it on a envelope and placed it on her nightstand and kissed her softly on her forehead as he started to walk out of his quarters. He looked back one last time and then turned quickly and exited the room letting the door swish quietly closed behind him. He had booked passage on a commercial shuttle that was heading in the opposite direction. He didn't know where he was going but he knew that he could not come back until he was a better person. A whole person....

 

---- 4 months ago ----

 

The receptionist at the academy sat behind the desk and sighed as he looked out at the beautiful San Francisco skyline and wishing he was out there instead of in here. His job sucked and he knew it. Sometimes he wished he had maybe devoted more time to his studies and he might be in the academy instead of pointing people in the right direction.

 

"Excuse me young man..." a voice said , "I'm looking for Admiral Cuttey and I was hoping you could point me in the right direction."

 

He looked up and saw a man in his late 20's across the desk with long hair and a beard, "Admiral Cuttey is in the administrators office and booked today. I can see about setting up an appointment later in the week."

 

"No thats okay I have an appointment."

 

The young man stifled a laugh. He had an appointment with the head of teaching staff here at the academy. He looked like a vagrant drifter from one of the outer colonies, "Well sir I'll be more than happy to check her calendar and make sure she knows your coming. Your name sir?"

 

"Trichon Light, and I believe she has me penciled in for 3."

 

He checked the computer and his jaw dropped. There was a scheduled meeting for this man. He was astounded that somebody like this could get a meeting with Admiral Cuttey. "Sir you do have an appointment at 3 I have confirmed. It looks like she will meet you in her office in building C."

 

"Ah excellent," Trichon said as he slung his bag on the desk, "I'm early. Look young man can you tell me where I can take a quick shower and replicate a change of clothes. I don't want to look like a vagrant when I meet the admiral." He said as he winked as if he knew what the young man was thinking.

 

"Yes sir," he stammered, "Theres a shower facility just off the gym in building D. One last thing sir."

 

"Whats that?"

 

"Why are you here?"

 

"Isn't it obvious. I'm here to teach. I'll see you around."

 

The young man watched as Trichon walked off. He slowly turned around and went back to watching the skyline know that things couldn't get any weirder today.