"Lesson and Peace"

[Anari Erias 0]

Lt.(jg) Erias

Log Entry

SD 10609.17

 

 

 

 

Anari sat on the bridge science stations though she wasn't paying much attention to the data she saw on the screen. She sat her head on her hand and glanced at the screen and scrolling down, trying to find some data that was going tell them what happened to the Borg, a lone cube stuck in an area of .. no where. She was thinking about them, the Borg, with a set of programs to find and assimilate technology, their sole purpose.

 

She continued to stare at the screen, but after reading these logs for so long, she couldn't feel her arms. She stood up and shook her arm reactivating the bloodflow to her arms and brain then she sat down. She was tired of looking at one boring section of the Borg data, then she delete the data currently placed on the screen and loaded a different padd full of data in to her console. She sighed and scrolled the data yet again.

 

But this section of data was more interesting, it was more detailed it contained encryption data, and encryption protocols. She read every line and learned more about the Borg. Even though the Borg drone was still in the brig it seemed its consciousness was guiding Anari through the Borg data soup. She was being taught by the Borg, she learned more about their assimilation process and drone management. As she read through the data storing whatever she could in her head but it took most of her concentration and energy, she read till the 87th page but that was the end of her effort, it took a long time but she read them.

 

She stood up and wearly carried her collection of padds to the TL and ordered the mess hall, for that moment she cared about nothing else but a bite to eat and relax. The sensors were being repaired, everything was being repaired, those Coalition engineers were repairing the ship. Then the thought occured to her - why? Why? can't our own engineers repair the ship, it is our home! She remembered roughly a week ago she helped Commander LoAmi with the sensor systems and she enjoyed it getting in to engineering messes in fact it was fun.

 

She noted no one was in the TL with her. "It was fun ..." And it was, it felt great to see something that wasn't functioning then you touched it then it functions again, it was great to know that it was you who repaired your home not a bunch of people you just met. It was true, it felt safer, for her, to know that she helped repairs albiet not professionally but it was her own hands, she saw it. She mumbled, trying to grab hold of what she was thinking at the moment, due to exhaustion she still couldn't straight. The TL doors opened and she walked out and proceed to the mess hall.

 

She walked into the mess hall and blinked. It was nearly deserted, perhaps two or three officers were eating. She didn't care how many people were there. She grabed her package of rations and glass of water and sat in a seat close to the windows. Though the thought of coalition engineers taking over their home but the thought of being safe was good to have. For the first time after being assigned to this ship she could finally relax. She watched the strange looking coaltion repair pods darting around from the window and sighed.

 

Yes. She thought. She could finally relax but how long would this peace last? According the lessons she'd learned in the past, not long. There will always be dangerous times ahead, the cost of being on a starship, the danger of being lost so easily. She turned her attention to the rations and began to eat her "Dinner", she didn't care if it was rations and bread and water, it was peaceful and that thought was enough.

 

She ate her food in peace.