Personal Log – 56243.94

So uhm…
I’ve got big news. A couple of bits of big news really.

First, Dad finally met Lynya. He had to hand something in at Command and so mum decided that it would be a good idea for them to surprise me.
I can say they certainly surprised me… And Lynya…
It certainly answered Dad’s question…

I’m sure there’s some betazoid tradition about parents and partners meeting in the nude… Maybe I should ask that hot Betazoid that replaced the cute Trill assistant ship’s counsellor on the Destiny a couple of years back.

Anyway, after some clothes were found and I left a surprise ‘gift’ for spoon for leaving the door unlocked when he left, we went out for lunch.

So Dad approves of her, which is nice.

Second big bit of news, I’ve been offered a place at Command School and a position at the AFRT (Advanced Flight Research and Training grounds) based out of Utopia Planitia.
I can’t do both.

I’m really torn. I want to be command, I always have. But I love flying, and to be offered this position straight out of the academy is almost unheard of.
If i go to AFRT, I’ll probably end up being there for the rest of my career, flying ships, pushing them to their limits until I’m put behind a desk as left designing them, which is fun in its own way too.
If I go to Com School, I’ll graduate next year as a lieutenant, possibly find my way into a squadron position and just fly. There aren’t any immediate threats to the federation, no one’s looking to start another war so I’ll probably not get much action, won’t be able to prove myself…
I mean, what good is a fighter pilot when there’s no one to fight, and I’m certainly no taxi driver.

Spots’ been offered a place at Command School too.

Oh, that’s something else I should have mentioned, I swear, some weird guy dressed in black leather was following us around all day, whenever I caught I glimpse of him I’d look that direction or a better look but he’d be gone. It was just weird.

Anyway, I best sign off for the evening.

I wish someone would help me decide.

Personal Log – 56238.01

That ship really is a piece of crap.
Sure it’d be fine for some future desk jokey to log their requisite hours in space, but for someone like me, an ace pilot.

You’re not an ace pilot yet Dax.

What! Computer delete last… Oh never mind.

That was the thorn in my side and roommate Cortak. The loveable spoon.

You know, I’ve never worked out why they haven’t added a voice distinction routine for recording logs. I’ve heard some funny stories from dad leaving the computer recording a mission report only to come back and see the text form of his cabin-mates’ romantic escapades… It was sent to his superior automatically too…

Speaking of dad, the Destiny put in to Utopia for a couple of weeks of repairs and upgrades, which means Dad’s on leave. That’s the good thing about Reynolds being captain, he insists on overseeing anything that’s done to his ship personally, instead of leaving it to the XO.

Mum sent me a message just before I left the Republic inviting me home to see Dad whilst he’s there. She also ‘suggested‘ that I bring spots along… Dad still hasn’t met her… Perhaps I’ll find an off world assignment for the next fortnight, perhaps someone needs something delivered to Bajor…

*sigh*

Dax why don’t you just get it over with and introduce them.

Shutit spoony.

I can’t wait til graduation…

Personal Log – 56202.51

Cadets Personal Log – Stardate 56202.51

WOMEN!!

What the hell did I do this time?!

I took Spots to the highlands and visited mum, then when we got back, she invited me up to her place.
Things started getting ‘jiggy‘ as a friend would say, then suddenly in walks friken Dangles!!

What the hell was he doing there.. In HER place.

Well of course that put a dampener on things. He left after giving her a PADD.

All I did was ask, simply and politely how he got into her room, but OH NO that obviously means I’m looking to start a fight.

Well I wasn’t OK!?!

So she started yelling, I yelled back, for some reason security came in and tried to stop us arguing, neither of them took kindly to Spots throwing a PADD at me that just accidentally happened to hit one of them in the face.

I… Intervened when they tried to arrest her and ended up with three broken ribs, a fractured clavicle and a split coccyx.

So I’m at Starfleet Medical now.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned from tonight, don’t try to get a 7 foot Orion male in a choke hold whilst standing on a 2nd floor balcony.

Oh well, at least I might be spared to tour on the Republic next week… One can only hope

Although I was looking forward to a seminar this weekend.

Anywho, Risian nurse is coming back round, I’m sure I’ve got a horgon stashed somewhere around here.

Hamilton Out.

Personal Log – 56189.16

Cadets Personal Log – Stardate 56189.16

So… Graduation is getting close.

Finals are coming up and everyone’s getting busier and busier.

Cortak just got back from his stint on the Republic. I’m up next. He said he enjoyed it, but he didn’t think I would.

Spots said the same. So it looks like I’m in for a boring two weeks. Hell the old girl hasn’t been outside of Sol for 50 years!

She’s certainly no luxury cruiser either, not like the Destiny. What I’d give to be back on her right now. In his last transmission, Dad mentioned that Captain Raymer might be “moving on soon”, whatever that means.

I haven’t heard from Mum for a couple of months, maybe I should hop a shuttle over there, see what’s doing these days.

I could take Spots with me, she said she wanted to see more of the Highlands. I’ll ask her tomorrow.

I wonder if Commander Kragen would let me borrow a shuttle… He owes me a favour… well Bilby owes me a favour, and EVERYONE owes Bilby a favour.

It’s decided. I’m doing that tomorrow.

I’ve got time to kill anyway. No classes this week and next week I’m off to U.S.S. Dullsville.

Anyway, I best be off. I’m meeting the guys at the Cadets Club in an hour and my civies are still covered in sehlat hair. Chep’s promised to buy us a round because we introduced him to bratwurst last week, since then he’s eaten nothing but. I think we may have created a monster.

Here’s hoping Dangles isn’t there.

Hamilton Out