Captains Log 8
Star Date 09260.3
I have been remiss lately in my duties to keep my personal log. In my defense, let me say I have been having the problems stemming from my official report to Starbase 13 and the Admiralty back in San-Fran, and I have also had the Dark Ones own time trying to get this cursed PADD fix after the kittens got into it. Now that it is working again, let me start at the beginning. With the end of the alternate Earth affaire, we not only got back our missing crewman, and saved some thirty shipwreck survivors, we also have a partial history of the Federation that, while not totally accurate, stretches in some cases nearly two hundred years into the future! I forwarded it to the brain-boys with my report and reading on the wormhole to let them try to figure it all out. I have not heard back from them, not that I really expected to. One side effect is that we have gotten a commendation for the ship, though for some reason I keep getting requests from San-Fran asking for clarifications of my name and rank! The nerve of them! That dear Ironbottom says he will take care of it, and that likely it is just a snafu in the paperwork.
Among my decisions after the Brundle affair, I have decided to relent on having Brundle hung out to dry. Dark ones! I would not be here if Admiral Ironbottom hadn't been willing to give me a chance. Anyway he is not getting a commendation, but I have glazed over the incident of my broken arm in the official log. While I would love to transfer Brundle, or perhaps strand him somewhere, I will not try to do him in. He seems more than able to do that to himself. Who knows, maybe I will get lucky and he will fall down a deep hole in the Zenith Triad and not come back!
Another troubling thing is our tail is still out there. I have been monitoring it as best as I can, but it doesn't seem to be ready to depart. I originally thought that it was out there following me, but after talking to Cosmos, I now have my doubts. It seems he crossed the Orion syndicate and they are after them. I know for a fact that The Corps is involved with using certain elements of that crime organization, but is it the part he is involved with? Sadly it seems the syndicate and Cosmos disability seem to be related. He told me of his son, and how his son infected him to avenge himself for a perceived wrong in his rights of passage ceremony. So sad, and so much like my horrid son. My heart goes out to him, and if I can help him I will, but first I need to make sure he is legitimate. He could be a setup to lure me into a trap for The Corps! If this is so, he will be very very sorry.
Post Script:
I just noticed this while reviewing the letter that the cubs composed for my daughter. I do not know what to think about it, and I am frightened!:
<-- 129.426. 892.449712 @ 88460002 Return mail/New Cait/Syrnial Province --
*Re - Why did you not take in my kittens like I was told you had!?!
Prrre Talloran Murri,
Is that what you expected me to say, you freak? Well screw you! I don't know who you are Captain Lee, but DO NOT contact us again, or I will press charges in civil court!
They said I shouldn't respond to letters like this because it could be some Kzinti trick, but I am truly yowlingly pissed at you. How dare you pretend to question the loyalty of my family! Do you think you are some sort of a jerk that can get away with any sort of hateful thing you want to do without repercussions?
And that letter. Darkones! That was so poorly done it would have been laughable if it hadn't been so hurtful. If you were going to try to haze us with such a wretched trick, you could have at least gotten your facts straight, or did you think I was as stupid as a Kzinrette and would believe any crap, or that I couldn’t see that you had masked your real name with my mother's?
Well listen close you clawless bastard and maybe you will learn something. My mother died in a drug-induced stupor on Earth when I was 6 after dragging my brother and I from one end of the Federation to the other. Were it not for the kindness of my family taking me in, even after the way mother treated them, I likely would have died in the gutter with my brother, or ended up doing something degrading like being a prostitute, or worse yet a Starfleet officer!
Well, I hope you have enjoyed your cruel laugh at our expense, Captain Lee of the USS Freedom, and I wish you a short unhappy life.
Have a crappy day,
V'Lynxyl
PS. You should also be aware that I have forwarded a copy of your letter to the Office of Prideland Security and Starfleet so you may just get a call from one of them. Hopefully they will take your command from you and put you in an asylum!
Sleepless nights to you,
Lynx>
What the Dark is going on here! Is this some sort of joke that my daughter is playing, or is this some sort of revenge from Lee for my taking his command? Perhaps Lee has been in touch with my family behind my back, but this seems like a replay to my letter, but who is this V'Lynxyl!! I just do not know! My daughter is on her way to the Zenith Triad so I can not ask her, and Lee is enjoying some R&R at her request. Well, maybe I should go confront Lee with this and see just what he has to say!