Captains Log 25.03.2114
So it turns out these faster than light drive things
need fuel. Who knew that? I'm starting to think my Captain's training wasn't
all that useful. All we did was complete trust exercises and make tall towers
out of paper. Apparently it was 'team building' but I haven't found a single
situation where I can utilise my natural ability to role an egg down some
guttering without it breaking.
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| I'm sure I filled up at the last planetoid... |
We’ve been drifting in space a while now, waiting for
rescue. All we have to eat is a tin of dog food and a pot noodle. For entertainment
we have a deck of Happy Families, a game of scrabble missing all the ‘e’ tiles
and a copy of ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ with all the naughty bits ripped out.
Obviously we are getting on each other’s nerves and tensions are boiling over.
At first the crew were pissed with me, they thought it was my fault we ran out
of fuel. I quickly put them right though and let them know that I had given
Nelis the task of fuel management. Well the guy never speaks anyway, and the
crew hate him already so he may as well get the blame.
This drifting has had one advantage though, Swamps and
Kara seem unable to be in the same room for longer than a minute without an argument
taking place. I’ve swooped in to comfort Kara. I’ve listened to her, held her
when she cries, I’ve shown her how sensitive I am and all that Bollocks! It
seems to be working, she even smiles when she sees me now!
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Supplemental
We’ve been drifting so long… make it end!
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Supplema… supplement… supple... fuck it. Extra bit.
I hate them, I hate them all. They need to die. Especially
Alex, the pilot, he is always so chipper, even in the morning. He jogs around
the ship! We’re in space and he’s jogging. I turned the gravity off. Try
jogging in zero-g dick head!
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Supplemental
So we’re back on track after six months. Everyone went
a little peculiar but we’re fine now, with no hard feelings, really. We’re fuelled
up and heading onwards. Our first stop is a strange planet, full of horse like
insect creatures. It is… disgusting. They just stare at us, it’s really creepy.
We try to talk to them but they do nothing. We gave up after about four, maybe
five, minutes but when we tried to leave one of the bastards wouldn’t leave me
alone. He kept touching me and nudging my arm. In the end I followed him; it
was the only way to get him to stop. He led me to an old Engi ship that must
have crashed. After a bit of searching Kara found a deactivated Engi and after
a little fiddling she got him working again. She is so clever. I’m not sure I like
it.
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| A happy crew, all busy working away. Especially Caris, he really likes working with those weapons... wait. |
Anyway, the Engi is called Caris. It’s a little odd
having a robot/cyborg/thing on board, you can’t really guess what he’s thinking.
When I talked to him the other night, I’m pretty sure he called me a meat bag. The Engi don’t have kill bots… right?
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