Nathanial headed back to his quarters. His mind could only think of one thing... sleep.
He rounded the corner and saw the welcoming sight of his quarters doors.
They opened with a recognizable sliding sound that he had become accustomed to.
He entered his quarters.
"Lights"
On came the lights, he quickly scanned his room, it was still as small as the first day he was issued it, infact it now felt smaller with the few little changes he had done.
He walked over to his half dead fern, and grabbed the watering can he had next to it. He swished it about, making sure there was still water and poured the water into the pot.
He had neglected the little fern, but knew with a little nurture, it would spring back to life. It fascinated him how something that could be so delicate could also be so resilient.
Nathanial ran his hand through the ferns leaves and then placed the watering can back down. He headed over to his bed and sat down on the edge.
It had been a whirlwind past few weeks, weeks? he thought to himself, more like the last few months!
He reflected back on the better half of this year. Since joining up on the Charon crew it had been a nonstop rollercoaster of events. He smiled. Life was meant to be lived, not to be some boring repeat of the same thing over and over again. And he felt alive on the Charon, exhausted and half the time wishing for more sleep, but alive none the less. After all in his first posting he had already experienced the Omega particle effects, warp capable planets, temporal shifts and even finding a way to negate the subspace inside a warp field. Yes he was definitely living.
"Computer begin recording" [Bleep]
"Assistant Science Officer Doyle's personal log, stardate 240908.18. Its been a at least a week since my last log, and I can only attribute that to the amount of work that has had my mind captivated. I've just finished witnessing the true power of this crew ...when they are able to work together."
"When" he chuckled
"Computer pause" [Breep]
He thought about the conflict that was on the ship, it felt more like it was part of the ship, and as such didn't hinder the ship itself, rather it caused the ship to in a way... function.
He felt the next wave of exhaustion hit him, and he rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands.
"Computer resume" [Breep]
"...I feel that there is very little they could not accomplish. And we accomplished quite a feat today."
Nathanial yawned .
"I will have to fill in more information in my next log, as I feel that the exhaustion is catching up to me, but I look forward to the next challenge. Computer end log" [Breep]
"I wonder what is next?" He asked himself out loud as he placed himself under the covers. But his mind was shutting down, no visions of new and challenging missions came to mind, no exotic races or scientific conundrums, the only thing left to populate his mind was nothingness, and Nathanial welcomed it.
"Computer lights" [Breep]
Nathanial Doyle
Assistant Science Officer
USS Charon
