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'''Personal log. supplemental.''' Turing, this may be my last will and testament. I lost a bet with Ensign Frag and I'm going to be a substitute for her rec Parrises Squares team. And she's making me go through with it. I have a feeling even stepping on the court will kill me, it's that kind of game. If I die, initiate subroutines to have my files sanitized in the event my parents receive them as part of my personal effects; delete my browser history. [https://docs.google.com/document/d/116vbNtrV7xNTqStOmDUVvO_Sfz5q9FSrjj2xHYWX22U/edit?usp=sharing| Part 1] | '''Personal log. supplemental.''' Turing, this may be my last will and testament. I lost a bet with Ensign Frag and I'm going to be a substitute for her rec Parrises Squares team. And she's making me go through with it. I have a feeling even stepping on the court will kill me, it's that kind of game. If I die, initiate subroutines to have my files sanitized in the event my parents receive them as part of my personal effects; delete my browser history. [https://docs.google.com/document/d/116vbNtrV7xNTqStOmDUVvO_Sfz5q9FSrjj2xHYWX22U/edit?usp=sharing| Part 1] | ||
'''Personal log. SD 239403.21.''' I just... got in from my date with Commander... with Wyn. He picked me up, and instantly took care of my black eye... which was really nice of him. Then we went to the Sunset Lagoon on Starbase 104 and it was... well, the whole evening was really something else. I feel like I learned so much about Wyn! It was amazing just talking with him, enjoying some burgers and drinks! And he hugged me at the end. I can't believe it, my first date... and it wasn't a complete disaster! And we're going to do something else later! [https://docs.google.com/document/d/16KhH6m88RewZT0iMTLBEuONXC0YOy9a16E60d4mzxg8/edit?usp=sharing| Part 1] | |||
'''Personal log. SD 239403.30.''' I had a strange visit from Ensign [[T'Reshik]], a Vulcan science officer aboard the Constitution. She was hoping I could trace the origin of a message sent from a Vulcan civilian account, since the person who sent it claimed to be one of her biological parents, who put her up for adoption. I... well... it's complicated. I sent her away and she didn't seem too suspicious... ugh, what a mess to find myself in on a day off. [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ZtkGo3QzNRY87__PB4Ae589psF3gkyZE4ZLLZPvRYcA/edit?usp=sharing| Part 1] | '''Personal log. SD 239403.30.''' I had a strange visit from Ensign [[T'Reshik]], a Vulcan science officer aboard the Constitution. She was hoping I could trace the origin of a message sent from a Vulcan civilian account, since the person who sent it claimed to be one of her biological parents, who put her up for adoption. I... well... it's complicated. I sent her away and she didn't seem too suspicious... ugh, what a mess to find myself in on a day off. [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ZtkGo3QzNRY87__PB4Ae589psF3gkyZE4ZLLZPvRYcA/edit?usp=sharing| Part 1] | ||
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