Personal Log | Entry 013
[Public Video]
[He's playing solitaire by himself in front of the camera. Really, really quickly. His hands are flying through flipping and gathering and replacing the cards, though his speaking and other gestures are at normal speed. He's not looking at the camera.]
I have yet to discover what part of my net the memories of the flood have been recorded in. I suspect they are being stored among the dormant programs reserved to activate as my current programming evolves. Though I am glad that I brought no one to harm, as well as was kind to those in the carnival. [And had a family, of sorts, but that's obviously gone with the loss of his memories and the introduction of everyone else's.]
I have... made further alterations to K-9. [His voice wavers a bit. He clears his throat to get ride of it.] If the Doctors are opposed to them, I would like to apologize. I simply expanded on his language database. I am... also unable to find Shinzon. I do not- not know if he's still aboard. [Another throat clearing, but more emotion is entering his voice and his speech is becoming less formal.] I don't particularly feel like working in the engine room this evening, however if I'm needed I will be available on communicator.
[And tears start to stream down his cheeks, because it's now settling in that his friend, the Doctor, isn't returning, and that it's probably his fault that he died. He snaps out his hand to turn off the video feed and change it to audio.]
[(OOC: He held off on his grief about the Doctor and kept pushing it to the back, but now with Shinzon being absent and feeling like a failure to his captain as well it's settling in. This is the post intended to get him past it.)]
[He's playing solitaire by himself in front of the camera. Really, really quickly. His hands are flying through flipping and gathering and replacing the cards, though his speaking and other gestures are at normal speed. He's not looking at the camera.]
I have yet to discover what part of my net the memories of the flood have been recorded in. I suspect they are being stored among the dormant programs reserved to activate as my current programming evolves. Though I am glad that I brought no one to harm, as well as was kind to those in the carnival. [And had a family, of sorts, but that's obviously gone with the loss of his memories and the introduction of everyone else's.]
I have... made further alterations to K-9. [His voice wavers a bit. He clears his throat to get ride of it.] If the Doctors are opposed to them, I would like to apologize. I simply expanded on his language database. I am... also unable to find Shinzon. I do not- not know if he's still aboard. [Another throat clearing, but more emotion is entering his voice and his speech is becoming less formal.] I don't particularly feel like working in the engine room this evening, however if I'm needed I will be available on communicator.
[And tears start to stream down his cheeks, because it's now settling in that his friend, the Doctor, isn't returning, and that it's probably his fault that he died. He snaps out his hand to turn off the video feed and change it to audio.]
[(OOC: He held off on his grief about the Doctor and kept pushing it to the back, but now with Shinzon being absent and feeling like a failure to his captain as well it's settling in. This is the post intended to get him past it.)]