Diary of a Wyatt

Posted on 02 Apr 2017 @ 6:21am by

462 words; about a 2 minute read

Sitting crossed legged on her bed with a PaDD in one hand and a hot chocolate in the other Abbey let out a long sigh before starting her log.

"Urm ok... God this is stupid. Can I just say anything?" She looked over to her roommate who nodded encouragingly at her. "Ok, right. Personal Log for Abbey Wy... St James stardate something 68037.5. I have infiltrated the silly Humans and they still don't know I am a sheep." A muffled laugh come from across the room as her roommate rolled her eyes before getting back to the book she was reading.

"You said anything. Anyway. Before I was rudely interrupted....

I think I'm slowly getting used to my current situation, starfleet have so many rules and regulations that sometimes it's hard to know if just waking up in the morning, brushing your teeth and getting dressed hasn't already meant I've break at least one of the prime directives or started a war in some unknown, uncharted bit of rock. However, with every day, I start to feel more like a part of the ship which is why I have been persuaded to speak to myself about my time here. Apparently reviewing one's actions will help determine your future course and also to let you document your achievements. I think its just so some snotty nose officer back on Earth can see what or who I did. Back on track, I've now become a fully fledged Security Officer which means in some bizarre manner of speaking I may one day be this ships last thin yellow line between the bad guys and the crew which I guess does fill me with a sense of belonging and before anyone says I'm getting soft ill kick their ass.

Ok so, Luke. Now this is a deep topic and if you've listened up until now then you should find this a bit juicy. Luke. My dad? I think with time I will come to know and maybe even love him as such. We've both been through so much and with what happened with Abbey... His Abbey from this universe was, unfortunate. If I could change things now that I have been here for some time and have essentially lived her life I almost feel regret. Would she have done the same? I'd like to think so, I wouldn't want to suffer the way she had to at least.

Well, I think that's enough from the depressing life of Abbey St James...... How do I turn this off, oh here..."

Abbey finished her drink, proud with her work and placed the PaDD on the counter ready to be uploaded in the morning. "Night" She said to her roommate as she turned over and went to sleep.

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