(OOC note: This post takes place before
this one, despite being posted afterwards)
I've
finally located
Terminal, who has been missing for two weeks now, apparently drunk ever since his "birthday" party. There's no telling how he managed to evade station security throughout two straight weeks of inebriation, but he seemed to finally be coming out of it when he showed up in
Cmdr. Storvik's quarters aboard Deep Space Nine. Storvik is bringing him (or what's left of him) back now.
I'm still not sure how I feel about being around Starfleet personnel. I know it's not the same Starfleet I spent decades of my life fighting and evading in
my own timeline, but it's still hard to shake old feelings. I never was Starfleet's biggest fan before Saren's takeover, anyway. Sure, this Federation's probably the best of the big powers in this quadrant, but they're such a homogenizing factor in their space. IDIC.... yeah, right.
And now I've invited a Vulcan over for coffee. This ought to prove interesting. I suppose it will be nice for a change to meet a Vulcan who professes real logic, and not Saren's paranoid "logic" that led to the slaughter of the Romulans and conquest of the quadrant.