[ACT 2] Lt. JG Ollie Bergmen - Novi Dan, Novi Početak
CPT Arianus
(( LTJG Ollie Bergmen’s Quarters, Deck 3, USS Artemis-A ))
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Personal Log, Stardate 240206.16
Finally, I've found a moment of peace to pause after our return from Kobyar. A moment to reflect on what happened there. The doctors fixed my fractured ribs, regenerated the skin on my hands, and detoxified out of me whatever that Kobyari bug had pumped into my body. My head is still hurting, and my stomach is floating on the waves, but they got it all out and said I should be ok. The last thing now remaining is to complete the incident report, the mission report, and a mountain of PADDwork about all the gear they left behind, which I hope to get from my desk soon — Computer, stop recording. Scratch that last word. Continue. — before 2415.
To be honest, I don't know what happened down there. In one moment, we were conducting our investigation, and in the next, we got under friendly fire by...I guess...rogue Kobyari drones? What happened after is a little blank for me…
Not like I wouldn't remember, I know, because I have these flashes of events, but it's like scrambled eggs. All over the place, scattered, intertwined. It's as if my mind has become a subspace message, sent through a thousand nebulas, so that when you look at it, you can see all the recordings captured in a single snapshot. The doctor said that, with time, things will settle down and my mind will clear up, and that my brain will untangle what has gone dark in it, but it takes time. And we don't have time. Those drones that attacked us assaulted some Grunden settlement, then Grunden retaliated against the Kobyari capital, and for all I know, a holodeck biofilter is probably hitting the fan down there right now on the planet under Artemis.
Where is all of this taking us? I really need to pull myself together and track down Imril and Tho'Bi. Compare our notes and findings, go through the code and technical scans of both Grunden and Kobyari tech that we have collected. It has to be there somewhere. We must have overlooked something. There must be a reason why this is happening…
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Bergmen's combadge beeped, and Ollie glanced up from his computer monitor.
Vailani: =/\= Mister Bergmen can you meet us in Sickbay =/\=
Bergmen: Computer, pause the log.
Computer: Log paused.
Bergmen let out a soft sigh and pressed his combadge.
Bergmen: =/\= Understood, ma’am. On my way. =/\=
As he closed the channel, Ollie looked back at the text of his personal log.
oO So much for comparing notes. Oo
Bergmen: Computer, save the draft.
Computer: Draft saved.
The lieutenant stood up from the table and went to change into his new, clean uniform. As he stepped out of the quarters, he couldn’t help but keep adjusting his sleeves. For some reason, he felt an itch, as if the fabric still irritated his hands...
TBC
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Lieutenant JG Ollie Bergmen
Operations Officer
U.S.S. Artemis-A
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