Quite

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PERSONAL LOG

Lt. (Jg.) Koshic N’dak, Ph.D.

ASCI USS Arcadia

Stardate 0401.12

 

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Koshic sat huddled in the shuttle. Glancing out the window as the Romulan Warbird got smaller and smaller. His mind wondered. What the hell had just happened?

 

All he could remember was one moment he was in the Arcadia Transporter room, the next he was on the cold floor of a Romulan brig. It had been a harrowing experience to say the least. The pain and anguish of his tortured crewmates had been all most unbearable. He himself hadn’t been interrogated, at least he didn’t think he had, he wasn’t sure of anything anymore.

 

He glanced around the shuttle. Everyone was in pain, whether it was personal anguish or the loss of Commander Dacotah it wasn’t really all that clear. Koshic closed his eyes and tried to block out the thoughts that were bouncing around the room.

 

A tear ran down his face, he had a feeling the Counselor was going to be a busy woman when they got back. He thought he would be fine Trichon he wasn’t too sure about though, he just wanted to go somewhere where everything, where all the voices were just quite. That’s what he needed right now—quite.

 

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