[Ship Wide Announcement] -- [Communications] -- [Captain's Personal Log]
Ship Wide Announcement
From now on, no one is allowed down in the brig without having at least one other person with them. This is for safety reasons, people, serious ones.
Also a reminder to report to myself or Commander Spock and Security if you see a stranger on board! I don't care who they look like or say!
Also remember to keep your phasers with you at all times. Please stop shooting the doors.
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Private Communication to Lt. Commander Uhura
I'm sorry it's taken so long to get back to you, so much happening. Feel free to come to my office at your first available chance. We definitely need to talk.
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Private Communication to Captain James T. Kirk
Jim, we need to talk as soon as possible. I need to talk with you AND your Bones. Absolute utmost importance. Spock's life is at stake. Meet me in my office.
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Private Communication to Chief Medical Officer Leonard McCoy
Hoping this goes to the RIGHT Bones... This should be the one that works with the older Jim Kirk. I need to talk to you as soon as possible. Meet me in my office. Spock's life is at stake.
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Private Communication to Harold Lee
...I might be taking you up on that joint later. I think I'm going to need it.
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Private Communication to Commander Mr. Spock
This should be going to Mr. Spock... older Spock. I had to start re-labeling things in the computer so she didn't get confused on who was who. I'll keep it short.
I wanted it, I'd do it again in a heart beat. I'm going to talk to your Captain and Bones first.
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Private Communication to Commander Spock
As much as this is probably going to suck, I need you to eet me in my office. We have some stuff to discuss.
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Private Communication to Bones
I need you to be with me on this meeting with the other Bones and the other me. Meet me in my office.
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Private Communication to Gaila, the Farragut
I hope you're taking care of Pavel over there. I also hope no one's not taking him seriously. Keep me up to date with what's happening. Sulu should be doing something in the near future that probably will require you helping Pavel out. I approve of it, so its not bad.
Next time we're together - you, me, bottle of lube, we're not coming up until its empty.
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Private Communication to Scotty
What's going on down in Engineering? Are we cleared on all repairs? Replicators replaced, transporter fixed, and the half a million other things I had to clear to get repaired? I want our beautiful lady at her best.
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Private Communication to Admiral Christopher Pike
How long until your arrival? I think half the crew is eagerly awaiting your arrival. We have some things that need to be discussed and... honestly, at least one issue that I don't have the experience on how to deal with yet. It's definitely something you're going to have to see in person.
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Captain's Personal Log [Password Encoded]
Shoot me. Seriously. Where the fuck do I even start on what's happening? Mr. Spock and I almost had sex. No, I really mean that, specially the almost. He's well on his way into pon farr and his own Jim and Bones are being fucking idiots. I've requested them to come and talk to me, but... Mr. Spock doesn't want to force them into anything or something. Bones seemed to indicate that there was already something going on, but Jim told me that they aren't fucking. Its obvious how much they all care about each other...
When the hell did I become match maker? These three, Sulu, Harold, and Pavel...
Speaking of those three. Pavel requested to leave the ship. I managed to make it only for a week. FUCK, fuck, fuck. I don't want to lose my best navigator! Until these two started fucking, they were a match no other ship could beat. Now he's gone and I'm worried. I don't want my best helmsman stoned or broken hearted or any of that other crap.
And everyone wonders why I don't do relationships. This is fucking why.
I have about a million meetings today, with about a million people. I think the night Bones hypo'd me was the only decent night of sleep I've gotten in a week. I've got a headache, but the pills I took should help it. At least they don't give me some sort of evil reaction.
..I can't get out of my mind the images that Mr. Spock put there. All five of us, together... It was fucking hot. I mean, really, really hot. I'd do it in an instant. I just don't want to be bonded to someone forever like that. Being bonded like that to someone... even a normal relationship, it means having to be loyal to him/her/whatever. I can't imagine having to worry about having sex with someone else because I have someone back home. I don't know how to do the relationship thing.
...Things have been kind of strained between Bones and I. We fought, like, really fought, for the first time in a while last night. Why is everything going to hell?
Speaking of going to hell... I still haven't made my choice on Pher, the Pike-look alike that's down in the brig. I'm getting conflicting reports about him. I'm going to have to go down there soon and talk to him myself. I want to get a look at him, find out if the stuff I'm hearing is true.
I have a song playing in my head. No one would know it, and I can't believe I even remember it. Its fucking sappy as hell and girly. I guess I remember it because it was a song that Mom used to play when I was little, over and over. It was from Dad's collection of 21st Century music. She used to love that music... I think it reminded her of Dad, or memories they had, or something.
Have you ever
Wondered why it is we fall in love
Can you tell me
Do you know what it is you're looking for
What do we need
Can you tell me why I care
How is it that we hear
That voice that says i want you there
Yea, those were the first things to go in one of Frank's rages. Wow, I'm being sappy.
Shit, time. I've got to go.
From now on, no one is allowed down in the brig without having at least one other person with them. This is for safety reasons, people, serious ones.
Also a reminder to report to myself or Commander Spock and Security if you see a stranger on board! I don't care who they look like or say!
Also remember to keep your phasers with you at all times. Please stop shooting the doors.
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Private Communication to Lt. Commander Uhura
I'm sorry it's taken so long to get back to you, so much happening. Feel free to come to my office at your first available chance. We definitely need to talk.
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Private Communication to Captain James T. Kirk
Jim, we need to talk as soon as possible. I need to talk with you AND your Bones. Absolute utmost importance. Spock's life is at stake. Meet me in my office.
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Private Communication to Chief Medical Officer Leonard McCoy
Hoping this goes to the RIGHT Bones... This should be the one that works with the older Jim Kirk. I need to talk to you as soon as possible. Meet me in my office. Spock's life is at stake.
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Private Communication to Harold Lee
...I might be taking you up on that joint later. I think I'm going to need it.
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Private Communication to Commander Mr. Spock
This should be going to Mr. Spock... older Spock. I had to start re-labeling things in the computer so she didn't get confused on who was who. I'll keep it short.
I wanted it, I'd do it again in a heart beat. I'm going to talk to your Captain and Bones first.
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Private Communication to Commander Spock
As much as this is probably going to suck, I need you to eet me in my office. We have some stuff to discuss.
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Private Communication to Bones
I need you to be with me on this meeting with the other Bones and the other me. Meet me in my office.
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Private Communication to Gaila, the Farragut
I hope you're taking care of Pavel over there. I also hope no one's not taking him seriously. Keep me up to date with what's happening. Sulu should be doing something in the near future that probably will require you helping Pavel out. I approve of it, so its not bad.
Next time we're together - you, me, bottle of lube, we're not coming up until its empty.
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Private Communication to Scotty
What's going on down in Engineering? Are we cleared on all repairs? Replicators replaced, transporter fixed, and the half a million other things I had to clear to get repaired? I want our beautiful lady at her best.
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Private Communication to Admiral Christopher Pike
How long until your arrival? I think half the crew is eagerly awaiting your arrival. We have some things that need to be discussed and... honestly, at least one issue that I don't have the experience on how to deal with yet. It's definitely something you're going to have to see in person.
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Captain's Personal Log [Password Encoded]
Shoot me. Seriously. Where the fuck do I even start on what's happening? Mr. Spock and I almost had sex. No, I really mean that, specially the almost. He's well on his way into pon farr and his own Jim and Bones are being fucking idiots. I've requested them to come and talk to me, but... Mr. Spock doesn't want to force them into anything or something. Bones seemed to indicate that there was already something going on, but Jim told me that they aren't fucking. Its obvious how much they all care about each other...
When the hell did I become match maker? These three, Sulu, Harold, and Pavel...
Speaking of those three. Pavel requested to leave the ship. I managed to make it only for a week. FUCK, fuck, fuck. I don't want to lose my best navigator! Until these two started fucking, they were a match no other ship could beat. Now he's gone and I'm worried. I don't want my best helmsman stoned or broken hearted or any of that other crap.
And everyone wonders why I don't do relationships. This is fucking why.
I have about a million meetings today, with about a million people. I think the night Bones hypo'd me was the only decent night of sleep I've gotten in a week. I've got a headache, but the pills I took should help it. At least they don't give me some sort of evil reaction.
..I can't get out of my mind the images that Mr. Spock put there. All five of us, together... It was fucking hot. I mean, really, really hot. I'd do it in an instant. I just don't want to be bonded to someone forever like that. Being bonded like that to someone... even a normal relationship, it means having to be loyal to him/her/whatever. I can't imagine having to worry about having sex with someone else because I have someone back home. I don't know how to do the relationship thing.
...Things have been kind of strained between Bones and I. We fought, like, really fought, for the first time in a while last night. Why is everything going to hell?
Speaking of going to hell... I still haven't made my choice on Pher, the Pike-look alike that's down in the brig. I'm getting conflicting reports about him. I'm going to have to go down there soon and talk to him myself. I want to get a look at him, find out if the stuff I'm hearing is true.
I have a song playing in my head. No one would know it, and I can't believe I even remember it. Its fucking sappy as hell and girly. I guess I remember it because it was a song that Mom used to play when I was little, over and over. It was from Dad's collection of 21st Century music. She used to love that music... I think it reminded her of Dad, or memories they had, or something.
Have you ever
Wondered why it is we fall in love
Can you tell me
Do you know what it is you're looking for
What do we need
Can you tell me why I care
How is it that we hear
That voice that says i want you there
Yea, those were the first things to go in one of Frank's rages. Wow, I'm being sappy.
Shit, time. I've got to go.