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 |TITLE = HCO Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 239304.30
 |LOG=We've finally gotten a brief respite from the darkness of life in this universe in the form of shoreleave aboard a casino, the ''Helase''. Anjar Thoran, an Engineering colleague, convinced me to join him for a bit of relaxation. Due to Jansen being busy in Sickbay, I agreed. It was nice to get a break...until Anjar and I got the suspicion that we were being watched. Thankfully, it turned out to be nothing...though I wouldn't be surprised if the casino owner reached out to Erik Jansen after we left. The bounty on our heads no doubt left Mot's head spinning with thoughts of the profit it would bring. After all, Ferengi are ruled by profit.
+}}
+{{Log
+|FIRST NAME=Ayiana
+|LAST NAME=Sevo
+|COLOR=Blue
+|RANK=Lt. Commander
+|IMAGE=Sevo.png
+|TITLE=Chief Science Officer’s Personal Log. 239307.30
+|LOG=I have no idea what the true stardate is. Shipboard clocks show we’ve been trapped in this universe for about nine months, but without access to Federation timebase beacons, there’s no way to know for sure.
+<br><br>
+I’d say our trouble really started to ramp up after our visit to that ship graveyard. We thought it would be a good place to scavenge; our supplies were dwindling shorter each day. Most of it had been picked clean from other scavenging parties, but we found a few useful things. My own team was able to recover a number of supplies from the U.S.S. ''Galaxy'', though not without some trouble. After finding what we could, we had returned to our shuttle to find it drifting away from the ship but managed to recover it.
+<br><br>
+Commander [[Alex Blair|Blair]]’s team was less successful in scavenging. Apparently, a lone changeling had been stowing aboard the U.S.S. ''Okinawa'' they were searching. It attacked Blair and his team, but they managed to fight it off and escape.
+<br><br>
+The [[Quinn Reynolds|Captain]] didn’t even fare as well as that. As she took a team on the Captain’s yacht to search for a cloaking device within the debris, they were hit by something unseen and had to return.
+<br><br>
+Since that time nearly…five months ago, I think…we’ve been attacked by pirates, Dominion fleets, and perils of every other kind. At one point, we got lucky and managed to find a relatively pristine Starfleet research base. Commander Blair returned with a huge haul, not to mention star charts for the area. All the while, the Gorkon has been slowly dying. System after system started to malfunction and shut down. Replicators are all but gone; we’ve been surviving on emergency rations and a makeshift hydroponics garden. We now get around by crawling through the Jefferies tubes. Most of the senior staff have taken to bunking in the conference room, as it was easier than crawling through the ship.
+<br><br>
+We might have finally caught a break, however. A Romulan commander contacted us with a dangerous deal. Our need for a cloaking device, among other things, is apparently well-known in these parts. The commander has offered us a cloak in exchange for a “favor.” We need to rescue his son and his ship from a Dominion starbase. Commander [[Alucard_Vess|Vess]] is preparing to lead a team to the station. He is posing as his counterpart here, the notorious [[Erik Jansen (alternate)|Erik Jansen]] who has been hounding us from day one. Similarly, Captain Reynolds will be pretending to be her alternate self, captured by Jansen. They will dock with the station under the guise of delivering the prisoners, while my team boards the station to capture the Romulan ship. Meanwhile, Commander Blair will use what’s left of the ''Gorkon'' to fight the station as a cover.
+<br><br>
+If there are any gods out there, I hope they’re watching over us.
+}}
+{{Log
+|FIRST NAME=Chythar
+|LAST NAME=Skyfire
+|COLOR=Teal
+|RANK = Lt. Commander
+|IMAGE = LtCmdrSkyfire.png|15|10|1.2
+|TITLE=Personal Log SD Unknown <!--239307.31-->
+|LOG=The longer we stay here, the longer the crew around me loses hope. I try to lighten the mood, but my efforts are in vain. Even Commander [[Alex Blair|Blair]] barely laughs these days. Our once mighty chancellor is falling apart, three systems at a time. I recognize him now as a battle-weary and desperate wariorr willing to perform the Hegh'bat ritual. We've got a block of Swiss cheese to attack with, and we're trying to bite the mouse called DSX in order to obtain a cloaking device which...might not help us get home. If we can somehow manage to re-open a fissure in this reality by attacking the station...just maybe....it can get us home. Stripey thinks the attack could either spell success or death in any language I like. I disagree with him -- there is only success. We all die eventually, but it will not be this day. Murphy's Law states: Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.
+<br><br>
+I miss [[Devlin]], [[Sal Taybrim|Sal]], and [[Raissa Moonsong|Ris]]. Even [[Carter Greyson|Carter]]. Murphy needs to take a lesson in happy endings from Shakespeare or Disney. I just want to go home.
+<br><br>
+End Log.
 }}
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