Ensign Van Roy's Personal Log

[Dumbass 0]

((Remember, the away team does not know what is going on aboard the Reaent.  We don't know who is covering who's position or who the new crewmen are.  My last paragraph is written with that in mind.))

 

This is now officially the longest away mission in my Starfleet career, and it doesn't look like it will end anytime soon.  The storm has dissipated at our location but is still raging in the upper atmosphere, making flight and communications impossible.  We have also heard Ensign Kroells complain about not having any pillows on hand to mask Shamor's snoring.

 

That having been said our immediate situation is slightly improved.  We were able to safely power the Tyderium for communications and flight, both unsuccessful, but we can at least power the replicators and exit the craft.  The radio is set on continuous broadcast and I have routed any incoming mesages to my comm badge.  A break in the storm allowed us to continue our reconnaissance mission of the apparently abandoned Romulan structure.

 

I know why I was chosen for this mission.  I am the designated pilot for the shuttle, the closest thing to an engineer available at the time this mission began, and I'm the only one on the crew who understands Romulan.  However, I feel I have outlived my usefulness on this mission  My expertise could be more valuable elsewhere.  I'm a trained bridge officer - a scarce commodity these days - and I am needed there as well.

 

As far as we know there is still no CENG.  None of the Ensigns are ready to take over that department.  I have been away from the OPS station for longer than I am comfortable with. Garnoopy is manning my station but with Shamor down here he is the ranking security officer, an important job this close to Romulan space.  I'm sure there has been some emergency shuffling of positions but I'm worried that when I return I'll have to reset all the ship's systems from scratch and take orders from Dr. Studley and the Two-Minute-Warning guy!