This is an ACTIVE sockpuppet journal, posting to treksoap.

::draws to a halt just before Delta Flyer hatch, staring around Enterprise's hanger bay briefly in thought::

::releases a small sigh, lifting hand to signal for entrance::

::steps into empty observation lounge, choosing to leave lighting low::

::shifts baby weight to rest against shoulder, moving a hand up to offer support::

::moves to viewport, stroking thumb across soft back soothingly as Jenay stirs from sleep::

::closes eyes for a long moment, savoring each soft hiccup::

Shh...::smiles slightly as fuss tapers ( Read more... )

::was adrift...in cold darkness, nothingness it seemed::

::this darkness is at least substantial, even strangely familiar::

I feel like I'm in a cage...I can't stay here any longer. I'm a danger to all of you.

::flattens palms on cool bulkhead, stiffening spine and twisting head slowly to take in surroundings::

It's a girl! She's beautiful... ( Read more... )

::makes way through chaotic corridors, avoiding as many of the enemy as possible by simply flattening self into shadows...is hesitant to use powers unnecessarily so early on, it only weakens them...and self ( Read more... )

I suppose it's been too long since I updated these logs, but I haven't seen reason to. My life aboard Enterprise is remarkably calm considering the circumstances...with ltcmdrtomparis and his family gone, even more so than before ( Read more... )

If timelines weren't relative and easily reset, I would have to admit to being increasingly worried about the present state of...things ( Read more... )

I arrived here a few days ago, having finally asserted some slight control over my powers and, more importantly at this point, my form ( Read more... )