"Thoughts"

[ens_keraz 0]

Keraz sat at a table in the lounge in the Reaent's lounge slowly sipping at his prune juice and contemplating the day. The advents of the day had moved so quickly that Keraz was just now collection his thoughts and reviewing his actions. Keraz remembered being in the cargo bay and breathing a quick sigh of relief after finishing operating the cargo transporters and was ready to start the comparatively relaxing job of repairing the burned out transporter. But Keraz found his break to be short lived, almost immediately after finishing the transporter repairs he had learned that the base had exploded, a large chunk of moon was heading toward New Rigel and it was Keraz’s job to get a transporter working, get the warp drive working, and get weapon power to 100 percent.

 

Keraz took another sip of his prune juice, still amazed that the Reaent and all of its crew had come out of this dangerous predicament alive. Keraz was looking forward to the few hours rest   he would be assigned between repairing the Reaents’s power drained fried systems. Keraz had not had a chance to talk in person with anyone of his home world (if you don’t remember my bio Keraz is human/klingon but was born and raised on the klingon home planet) for almost a year now and after checking the stations personnel and visitor he realized there was many klingons working and taking shore leave on this station including a few he knew from his childhood.

 

Keraz walked out of the lounge thinking that many of the crew had been very brave today and many klingons’ views of humans as being weak were wrought from inexperience and long lasting prejudice, Keraz had found the crew of the Reaent and most humans in general to be strong, trustworthy and extremely honorable.

 

“Thoughts” Log of ensign Keraz