Lonliness
It is difficult to be around Gul Dukat's daughter. She is... strange. She doesn't say very much. And whenever I say anything to her, she smiles like she knows something that I don't. I'm glad that I don't have a daughter. Girls are difficult.
Or maybe boys are not less difficult. Mine is apparently causing... problems, for which his mother blames me. I'm not sure how this is possible. I have not been home in weeks. It doesn't look like I will be any time soon. Which would not bother me if I were doing anything useful in this war. Instead I am hauling cargo back and forth, trying to keep this ship moving, and being friendly with a strange girl who smiles at me.
I shouldn't complain. My people are at war, and this crew of thirty-six are floating out here alone. And safe. And helpless.
I have to go realign the disruptor cannon before our next drill. Even if drills are all our weapons are ever good for.
((OOC: Originally posted to trek_blog.))
Or maybe boys are not less difficult. Mine is apparently causing... problems, for which his mother blames me. I'm not sure how this is possible. I have not been home in weeks. It doesn't look like I will be any time soon. Which would not bother me if I were doing anything useful in this war. Instead I am hauling cargo back and forth, trying to keep this ship moving, and being friendly with a strange girl who smiles at me.
I shouldn't complain. My people are at war, and this crew of thirty-six are floating out here alone. And safe. And helpless.
I have to go realign the disruptor cannon before our next drill. Even if drills are all our weapons are ever good for.
((OOC: Originally posted to trek_blog.))