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Date Posted:00:37:56 02/10/01 Sat In reply to:
Lt. Charlotte Cherrier (rockindancer86)
's message, "Re: Episode 1: Graduation Day" on 20:23:59 02/09/01 Fri
PS - I'm bored, so I'm basically writing anything. Just assuming that Captain Amazing or whatever your name is accepts Charlotte, I'm writing something a little bitter.
I slam my drink down in disgust. Quickly, I check the data relays, in the faint hope of a mistake.
There is none.
"Damn" This is one more aggravation I certainly did NOT need. The USS Loveboat now has Cherrier aboard? The best doctor/counsellor this side of Omicron Minor?
"Damn, Damn, damn..."
This is just going to make my quest a little harder...
Damn that Josh! Damn his superiority, damn his insufferibility...damn his success.
He always was the best. Even at the academy, when we were...friends...Even then, he would lord it up over me, reporting my slightest infringements...
And that fateful day. The day I finally decided to sever my ties from Starfleet, to form a resistance movement...I old him, idiot that I was. I told him my plan, to comandeer at least one of the fighter ships. To go out with a bang; to be assured of at least causing some damage to the Federation.
But that was stolen from me... Stolen by that pompus idiot.
He told the admirals and they removed my commission, discarge in disgrace. Publicly, no less.
Now all I have left is a humiliating reputation and...the scar.
I withdraw further into the shadows, trying to drown the memories stirring within me.