YE/L01 - Captain's Logs

[Paul]

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[Jennifer Braggins]

Captain's Log, Stardate 202602.07

The Yeager was originally dispatched to the Wairara System to make First Contact, and open relations with, the Wairara people. The Wairara are a race of engineers and daredevils, seemingly always innovating new ways to increase the performance of their starships, computer systems, even their everyday items such as replicators and transporters; the Diplomatic Corps decided in their infinite wisdom that I, as a former pilot with some racing experience, was the perfect candicate for the role.

Mistake number one.

A Trill attache named Darpen Tomer was assigned as diplomatic assistant to handle the niceties that the Diplomatic Corps wisely realised I might lack. Little did I realise at the time, but Tomer fancied himself a full Ambassador, and demanded to be treated as such. Not wanting to screw things up on a diplomatic mission, I afforded him more leeway than maybe I ought to have done.

Mistake number two.

A mysterious explosion not long after arriving scuppered my initial plan of having the Glennis take part in the race while Tomer and I engaged in our diplomatic duties aboard the Yeager. At the time, it seemed like a tragic accident, but the timing was too convenient and suspicion was already being raised. We lost two Midshipmen in the explosion - Midshipmen Campbell and Bremner. 

With the Glennis out of commission, I was forced to enter the Yeager into the race. Putting two hundred people at risk in such a way didn't fill me with enthusiasm, but we needed to make a good impression. Unfortunately, things became more complicated by the arrival of the Os'rusa; this is neutral space so their presence is perfectly legal, but I can't help but think that they're following us. 

The race details can be found in the ship's records, so I won't go into detail. Only that we lost two more Midshipmen; Alden and Bowman, during the race to causes laid out in their death certificates. It was also during the race that Mister Tomer mysteriously disappeared following several small malfunctions that have since been determined to be sabotage. Despite her best efforts, Midshipman Wright was unable to find our wayward diplomat, now a suspected murderer and saboteur, and we have been forced to conclude that he was vaporised while attempting to further sabotage the Yeager's engines.

The race was won, and diplomatic overtures have been made, but at what cost? Four brilliant young officers cut down before their careers could even start, and another stain on the Yeager's record. I intend to hold a celebration of life for our fallen, this crew needs find solace somewhere, and after that we will be conducting a thorough overhaul of the ship's systems and security procedures.

Commendations to Petty Officer Chertstone, Lieutenant Commander Qi, Commander Jadaris, and Midshipman Wright.
Posthumous commendations to Midshipmen Alden, Bowman, Bremner, and Campbell.

End Log.