Personal Log.
I feel a little guilty for
not helping Storvik, now that I know the situation. If only he had told me he was going after his daughter's kidnapper(s?), I would have taken him where he needed to go. I can't say I'm surprised, though. That's Starfleet for you; as soon as they're in a bind, they expect any civilian passersby to drop everything and work free for them.
Once again, I'm alone on the Mustang. At least this time, I know where
capt_terminal is, but who knows how long
the Admiralty will be keeping him. Especially since this Admiral Krzyzewski is the
same one who
may have sold him out to
Evil Janeway, according to the logs he gave me access to.
I've got to get out of this (albeit nifty) tin can. Quark's Bar sounds like a plan. End log.