Rapunzel

[Keb 0]

Keb’s Personal Log, Stardate 50505.10

 

Starbase 9 is miserable, so far. We each have our own quarters and that still leaves half the crew rooms unoccupied. It’s big and quiet and empty, and though I know we’re all looking lost because we actually are lost and don’t know our way around the station yet, it’s still a little creepy.

 

Dad was commander on a starbase when I was in Starfleet Academy. I wasn’t home often, but our family quarters there never felt like home. Most of my possessions were at school or in storage on Earth. And there was no room that was “my” room—I found myself wandering the narrow hallway, searching for just one more door beyond my sister’s, so I wouldn’t have to spend another night bunking on an air mattress on her floor.

 

I feel a bit like that here. Manticore has become a home for me; I went through the station to talk to Terry in the infirmary, and I found myself looking for things that make Manticore familiar and homey. The colors of the walls here are all wrong, the carpet is too dark. From what Tovan told Betty and me…we might be here for a while.

 

I am homesick already, and this time it’s not for Earth or my family—it’s for my ship. Why do I feel like we’ve all just been captured and locked in a dungeon to rot?