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[Tovan 0]

Ensign Tovan

personal log

SD 50310.14

 

                 

               This is now 1400 hours after the 10-hour shift of lifting and transporting cargo from ships to stations and to ships again. I had met up with captain Sovak at a table to discuss the daily things and progress we were making, it occured to me that neither he nor i were experianced under cover agents, perhaps the way we Vulcans respond and behave gets in the way and especially if we are to 'improvise' something out of the ordinary.

 

              The bar was noisy as predicted,i could only recognize a few individuals that were not my fellow crew members of the Manticore i have to ignore most crew members that i know of to avoid suspicision, but I could have sworn the guy that was ordering drinks like crazy was Admiral Atragon himself, if he was A9, he was doing a great job at being undercover, i couldn't recognize him until after he talked to a few people that i knew was on the Manticore.

 

             This is the 24th century but i could not believe rude men still exists, the way the foreman treated women is intolerable, i guess people like them still has along way to go, at least the way commander Roget gave Marty a good lesson in behavior was entertaining.

 

             The station's promonade is magnificient, i will remember to take a holo-snap of this image some day, the distant stars are beautiful, each one of them seems to be singing their own song, it was getting late and the next shift starts in a few hours, so logically i went back here to get some rest. It is going to be a long day.

 

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