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Post by Lt Matina Jade on Dec 21, 2006 4:41:54 GMT
We have just been givern orders to patrol very close to the netraul zone. I don't like it one bit, not with potencial bird of prey lying cloaked and knowing what klingons are like. Peace, hah they wouldn't know peace if it stabbed them threw the heart. I know what they did to my father on the Hood and for that I will never forgive them. Peace talsk or no peace talks, any waving stars and I am firing.
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Post by Lt Matina Jade on Jan 5, 2007 21:01:31 GMT
I hate this just sitting around in dock waiting for the rockheaded bastards to make the first move. I say lets go and get revenge for Lead and the rest of them who they took from us.
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Post by Lt Matina Jade on Nov 19, 2007 16:51:26 GMT
Stardate 9710.2
Another day, another periled mission for queen and country. I am really starting to feel lonely here. Mcvanlen barely does anything but his job and my feelings for him have somewhat subsided. Rogers has stopped talking so often, her and Mr Lichfield seemed involved and occupy each others time.
I am thinking of asking for a transfer to earth bound post. Perhaps there I can deal with the array of emotions that I have been getting since I discovered what really happened to Mr Farther and his crew.
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