I.S.S. PETIT CAPORAL
STARDATE: 101056.5
Captain’s Log, Stardate… well it isn’t of relevance.
The mutiny exercised against Captain Illad Reyes was a success. Their loyalists have been confined to the brig, and I, Santis Tiede, have been democratically elected to be the ship’s new captain. My first command or decree-- whatever it is the Terrans liked to called their issues of command, we’ve decided to take the ship AWOL, maybe join up with those who resist the Terran Empire. I haven’t seen chaos aboard a starship like that since the Dominio-- well it doesn’t matter now. Reyes kept a Vulcan pleasure slave we’re not quite sure what to do with. Half the crew wants her? him? wants them locked in with the rest of the loyalists, but they don’t- Hey… what’re you.
Datta’ Cap’m log yer doin’?
Ye- It doesn’t matter, you’re not supposed to be here.
Their eyes are a blazing lavender, I doubt they can see me properly. Probably from all the dust in their system, I wouldn't wish this on the worst Terran.
The cap’m let me go anywhere, 'slong as I was good.
I’m not Ilad, the bastar-
It was too fast, too dexterous. I never considered the slaves would be armed. The cold blade, my trachea, my throat. A purple and orange blaze.. Reyes always favored this one.. purple and orange hair. I always hated the multicolored hair, it changed almost every duty rotation. As if Reyes couldn't make up their mind. Atleast now I know it wasn't Reyes' indecisiveness.
Acggck-- Acchhhhhhhhh --hhdd
The cap’m let me go anywhere, 'slong as I was good. And you vaporized him. I won’t give you that quick a death, you’ll feel this.
I never considered the slave to be a Terran sympathizer.
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Cap’m Log, Acting Captain… Lieutenant-- Hand–Lieutenant Commander oh-- Lieutenant Cadet- whatever they called m- HEY!! I have both hands now… Aaannd they’re for kill’n so I’-- Acting Captain Hand, Ship’s lost… but I’ll get it back, be riiight back…