Log VII

Posted on Tue Jul 21st, 2009 @ 5:24am by

Master Chief Petty Officer Raging Eagle
Chief of the Boat

[ON]

Well, this is certainly, once again, a fine mess that we have gotten the ship into. I cannot believe that we continue to allow ourselves to get stuck in predicaments like this one. Instead, I think for once, we would have been allowed to stick out of it. Ah, but now that I think of it, I come from a proud warrior tradition. There is nothing more that my people wish for than the thrill of the hunt.

Think about the Mosh'Tar for a few moments. What is it, when one breaks it down? I would say the answer to that is quite obvious. I am sure that it promises me some excellent action, and I certainly am in waiting for this. Therefore, in the small amount of time spent recording this log entry I have been able to turn myself around.

There was not a great period, I suppose, of this fear that I have most certainly experienced. However, the fact that I was afraid is slightly embarrassing to me. Perhaps, I should understand, this is the case of me being only human.

[OFF]

Raging Eagle
USS Iapetus