Future Through The Past

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Future Through The Past

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Personal Log: Angelis,John,A.,Lt.Jg.,Fighter Pilot ; U.S.S. Reaent

Computer begin recording; Bleep...

 

At the lowest of times in spirit and emotions a bit of joy and peace comes. I have been awaiting the word from Group Commander Zafira on the disposition of the fighter wing pilots and support personnel for the group. I had attended the little party with Zafira, And my friend V'Roy the doctor had thrown.

 

I am sure the doctor was well aware of the overall feelings and spirit of the crew. The level of tension and depressed emotions of the crew permeated the Sick Bay turned party reception and gathering center like a dark cloud. I know in my heart Doc and the staff in the medical department were doing their best to ease the transition of some of the crew that would not be with the Reaent much longer.

 

The crew in attendance I think tried their collective best to hide , or reveal their true emotions in the matter. This was delightfully noted as "some" of the crew even went to great trouble to bring cheer to the somber mood of the room by showing up dressed in a fashion that was definitely not Fleet apparel. That being said it was a welcome break the ice and the almost funeral type atmosphere present.

 

I called Schawnsee to inquire how long it was going to be before she was going to join the rest of us. The tone of her voice;response was a bit distressing, One could literally interpret her feelings over the badge comm. link. I know she is concerned over the fact she and I may become separated ...just post being engaged.

 

I had no intention of not introducing her to Zafira,Afterall he was to be my best man,with V'Roy as honored friend as well. The rituals and customs of both our peoples were very explicit on this matter and intended to be followed as close to the mark as was in the scope of possibility.

 

Schawnsee arrived,we spotted each other in the crowd . I excused myself from my fellows and proceeded to her,appearing as straight and high spirits as was expected in this situation. I had dressed in my until now secondary proper dress uniform,never worn before. All the creases were strike, extra starched and crisp. I desired to be an example of the proper Fleet officer and gentleman to my Little One;as much as an example to the other crew life and duty continues ,traditions will still carry on.

 

The Captain entered the room, All could observe the pressure he was carrying on his shoulders as it pertained to recent events and the decisions that bore heavily on him as it pertained to the crew. The crew that occupied the room seemed to almost stop in complete silence when he broke from the usual meet and greet sessions. Captain Fred is the prime example of a true Star Fleet Captain..he attempted to address the room in a professional manner,and did so, Pausing ever so briefly between statements to take time to gather and rein in his emotions he was obviously suppressing.

 

All the crew enjoined in a toast he made to all,as well as this fine lady we have...and hopefully will continue to serve;The Reaent as I and others in the far distant past have referred to in respect and love.

 

The crew having heard the announcement form our CO began to disperse and take solace as well as deal with the finality of what had previously been only scuttle butte on the ship. I watched the Captain as he returned to the company of Doc and the XO and others. It must surely must be a task indeed to address a crew and advise them that some of them would not be here in a few days,some mere hours as they were being transferred or given extended leave.

 

I continue to refer to our CO in this log for he has demonstrated the very essence of a commanding officer that with a single word commands respect,however he as well is a commander that assumes the responsibility and love of his crew as a family;sure to sacrifice himself to save them were it necessary. The qualities defined by him should be a shining example to the standard of a true Fleet Captain.

 

I am sitting at my small desk in my quarters thinking of Schawnsee, the door chime rang. I rose half way expecting Zafira to be there with the news ,it was not he, a yeoman was there..simply handed me a small package,had me scan and verify acceptance of the box..upon thanking her politely I read the scan address,it was from Earth, I have been waiting on this. This small box contains the small articles that should bring a bit of lift to Schawnsee spirits,a bit of joy and peace;reassurance that life and hope will continue what ever the future brings., Computer end log:: Bleep...