"Unfortunate Sailors?"

[Eli Zhu 0]

Lt.Jg Eli Zhu

Acting CENG

Log Entry

SD 50502.11

 

 

 

Ah, fresh brewed tea, red and quiet refreshing, not replicated but fresh. I entered my quarter living room and sat down at the table. I barely realized how little I have entered my quarters during all this time. Time ... no time to clean my rooms.

 

My room was messy, stuff on the floor, reports on the floor, bed sheets on the floor and things that doesn't belong on the floor were on the floor. I made note to clean all this up after finishing with repairs on the station, after all cleaning wouldn't matter if the station accidently blew up in your face.

 

I tapped on the small computer screen in front of me. I read through my usual subspace communications then deleted them - they weren't important - Brother back home got into the academy, grandfather discovered the perfect method of making sushi ... it goes on. Deleted them, all except one ... It was a letter from an old friend, or at least I thought it was an old friend.

 

Boo Zoo,

 

I don't know where the time had gone but I'd just wanted to say hello and how you're doing on that station ... er... Aegis. So hello, and how are you doing on Aegis? I'm on a different ship on the other side of the galaxy. I wrote this letter when I was relaxing on the starbase whatever its name is. So write me back, if you actually remember me. Oh, my sister wanted to say hello but I have no idea where she is, good luck with that.

 

Sicerely,

Zack

 

I admit this was very surprisingly, I choked on my tea. Quickly, I saved this file on a padd and closed the computer.

 

Unfortunate sailors, I thought. All these events leading from the Free Cardassia group and other governments planning to frame and crush it. It is hard to take it all in. I have no idea what's going on but I must say whoever sent me this was insane.

 

Unfortunate Sailors, Cardassians, very unfortunate. I haven't read up on the politics yet and frankly if I did I wouldn't understand. Unfortunate Sailors, that freighter must have lost some crew ... very unfortunate. But I am an engineer not a politician.

 

I admit I did want to know who sent me the letter, to clean my room and get every little aegis detail fixed before dinner time tomorrow. I drained my glass of tea and walked out of my quarters to the necessary evil of hardware that awaits to be repaired ...