First Personal Log Aboard USS Galileo

Posted on 25 Jun 2012 @ 12:55pm by Chief Petty Officer Lucalin Mrina Ph.D.

440 words; about a 2 minute read

It is my first day aboard the USS Galileo. Technically, I've only been here a few hours, but I anticipate a great deal of lab time in the coming days so I thought I might get this done now.

I am still alive, a fact that is as bewildering to me now as it was a few years ago. Every passing minute that I survive, I feel more blessed and more enthralled by the feats that modern technology is capable of. I. Am. Alive. More than that, I am living, which is entirely separate in so far as it can be.

For so long, the dream of leaving this sector and seeing what sort of life might exist outside Mera's realm has been a source of hope and wonder that the reality of it is... spell-binding. Everything is as it was meant to be. I am on a ship devoted to discovery, named after an ancient Terran whose theories were far ahead of his time. He stood out against those who would have silenced him and carved out the path for human discovery of flight, their own galaxy, and eventually the rest of the universe. If we are half so brave in our own research, we will accomplish great things indeed.

There are several new crew joining me on the ship. Many humans - that species seems to proliferate wherever it is placed despite an enormity of genetic imperfections. I've also met an Argelian for the first time; an encounter that was riveting in a variety of ways. He saved my life. He gave me his skin cells and his trust. I am- very pleased with this development.

The port failed today, and as Andreus - that is the Argelian's name - was unable to find a reason for its failure, we will be monitoring it over the next several days. I cannot think what might have caused its malfunction.

What else, what else- ah! First impressions of my commanding officer lead me to believe she is bright and capable. I am still unclear as to the exact nature of her command, as it seems rather to me as though governing researchers must be alike to herding Terran cats. My previous commanding officers have held the title in name only. I am curious whether this posting will be the same, or whether she will take an interest in our work as much as in her own. I cannot find that I would be concerned in either situation.

In this, and in all things, Mera's will is divine and I shall follow her path into the heart of things. Zaa'tlik! Aruum'tah.

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