Change of Plans from Apollo to Hera

Posted on Tue Jan 7th, 2020 @ 8:19am by Lieutenant JG V'lera

Mission: Neutral Zone Neutrality
Location: USS Reliquin, Guest Quarters
Timeline: Just Prior to Boarding the Hera - 2397

V’lera paced the small confines of her room. “Computer, open personal log, V’lera, standard encryption protocol.”

Normally she would write out her logs but today was one of those days. She’d worked a fourteen hour shift, she’d skipped lunch and dinner, and she’d just done something…bold and very off from her usual routine. She’d asked for a posting and it had been granted.

When the computer chirped she knew the log was open, “I have finally done it. I was to be on the Apollo but when I saw the position open on the Hera I knew that I had to go there. Logically it is the right choice. They are…known as a ship of shadows and I, as a counselor wish to bring light. I can only imagine what they are going through. Living in the shadows all the time is difficult, I know of shadows. I wish to help. It is more than that. It will be a challenge, a way to get to know myself more. I have noted that they have had many counselors…in a short time. Fascinating, why?”

V’lera rarely had those days where coherence in thought was an issue but…today it was. It felt as if she was just spewing things out. Her logs were generally ordered and mapped out. She preferred her Vulcan side, her logic, this…was bordering on pure emotion and she didn’t want to admit it. She tried to convince herself it was more logical then emotional. She stopped the log for a moment to let her mind calm and to allow her excitement dissipate a little.

She walked over to the replicator finally giving into her stomach pains. Ordering a salad she sat at the table.

Wanting to get her thoughts out she pushed the salad aside giving into her nervous energy. “I…have promised myself that I will try to be bolder. Normally I would not question the decision made by Starfleet to send me to the Apollo. I am not a lover of change yet I was ready for it. The Hera…I …saw the posting and wanted it, I knew if I asked I would get it. I knew that Admiral Henderson would grant me any favour I ask and perhaps I should feel a bit badly about taking advantage of that but I did want this. I want to chalk this up to logic yet…it is more than that.”

Now we are twenty hours away from the Hera and I am attempting to keep my Vulcan composure. I must not allow myself to feel excited…it sets up expectations that if not met will cause…discomfort.”

She speared a tomato. “If I am to begin a new chapter in my life perhaps I should begin it with something bold. I will pack later… I may even try to be bold in my packing actions. Instead of my usual colour coding I may mix my clothing by length and colour. It will be illogical but it will test the limits of my boldness. I will …what’s the human phrase…” She pulled out a little notebook she carried with her and opened it looking through some pages. “I will live dangerously to prove to Captain Harris wrong.” She gave a definitive nod. “End log…erase.”

Sighing she made another check in her notebook feeling gratified that she’d used two of her interesting human phrases in one day.