To: CAPT Varley L.
CC:
From: LT. Jameson K.
Subj: Mohadeb
It’s Hand, and as you can see I’m alive. Nicked a PADD off of some handsy Lieutenant. Anyway, I’ve managed to be brought aboard Mohadeb’s ship. He wants me to perform “magic tricks”, which may or may not include sawing you in half, I don’t know. I mind meld with the man, an unpleasant experience. Despite how it may seem, I can assure you, there is no deception, no trickery, he’s an idiot. To give you some context, when I mind meld with him, it was like a wave of incoherent, half-baked thoughts.
I say this, but don’t let that fool you. It looks like he has a way of overwhelming people with sheer stupidity. I am pretty confident in the fact that his underlings make up for his lack of intelligence. I need to go now, before suspicion is raised.
//SIGNED//
The Gift with No Worth