Personal Logs 2154.194 & 2154.195

The Week So far...

Monday 194

I spent the morning finishing up shopping for supplies on Risa, and gathering some more Intel. I tried to locate Commander Tucker yet he must have already gone back to the ship by the time I went shopping.

I was painfully reminded of my sub-human status a few times from some of the vendors. Enough was enough, and I finally used my Psi abilities on the bastards and got my supplies for free. Teach them a lesson in being rude to a Psi.

I forgot to mention the other idiots that kept talking to my breasts instead of my face. "Um Hello they don't talk, I do." I know as a security officer and one that is used to being invisible to people, well that does help. And I have used my gender to my advantage before and yet this time, I felt dirty afterwards. I mean is that what people see when they look me. Nothing but ‘eye-candy?' I know I'm an intelligent woman my designs and my upgrades prove that. Yet... oh enough, I'll just speak with Malcolm later.

Some of the children that helped me carry my supplies back to the private shuttle I had as an ‘Ambassador' were very quiet and very well-mannered towards me. I took the last of my cred's and split it up amongst them. Hopefully they'll remember that someone was kind to them.

I admit it was a nice vacation, especially for my first vacation. I'll write those logs up later.
**Well damn, I just checked and a lot of my log's need to be written- they never updated.

I arrived back on the ship and had Lieutenant's D'Augustine, Evermore and Bright meet me at the shuttle bay and help unload the shuttle. Informing them to take it all to my lab, and that I would store it later. I gave the shuttle pilot the last firegem I had on me. He looked very surprised, and politely thanked me. Stating that if I ever required his services that he would be there for me.

Malcolm comm'ed me a short few minutes later, I asked if he wanted some company and he said yes. I went and changed clothes first, didn't want him to see that I had gotten mugged on top of being attacked the night before. The tussle popped some of my stitches open. So after changing and grabbing his small present I left for his quarters.

He was lying down on his bunk, relaxing, very unusual to see. Although I'm happy he is able to relax around me. He scooted over when I asked him to and inquired about the box. I couldn't resist teasing him a little and was rewarded with his inpatient look.

He asked about my tussle in the market and I told him, he was upset and stated that they must be worse off than I. Laughing I told him that one was swimming with the fishies. He agreed that was very appropriate for my feline sensibilities.

I don't know what it is about him that makes me feel completely relaxed around him, but I started to feel sleepy. Well and all that occurred earlier in the day didn't help either. I fell asleep curled up around him.

*I'm worried that because I was thinking of that which was bothering me, that I might have talked in my sleep- hopefully he didn't hear or understand me. Not good for a security officer to talk in their sleep.

***

Tuesday 195

I woke up early, but not early enough to tell him to have a nice day. I came back to my quarters and decided to fix the big surprise I had for him. I was able to acquire some of the weapons from some of the races that he personally defeated. The Klingon bat'leth was a real pain in the ass, but he's worth it. The Andorian weapons I had Hayes get those for me, he followed Malcolm around. Surprised he's still alive actually. The rest I had other means of acquiring. And surprisingly money can get you what you want, especially from some of the unscrupulous individual's on Risa. They didn't care who, or what I was, only how much money I had.

I had carried these boxes to my quarters by myself; I didn't trust anyone with these or the present I had gotten for Commander Tucker. I did have D'Auggie drop that off for me though. Still need to do a head check on whose back and survived.

After I made sure that Malcolm was busy elsewhere I went and carried in the boxes and said hello to fuzzy. I missed him while we were gone, and yet it would've been too risky to take him down to the planet. Malcolm made sure that he had enough food and water left out. And he's very well behaved. Well for me, he's very well-behaved.

I looked around his quarters for a bit, I admit I was having second thoughts about this project, I mean I'd either get a Bloody Hell! Or a bloody hell... I finally decided to go ahead and install it, if he didn't like it, I'd simply take it down. Fuzzy seemed to enjoy my company and for being good, I gave him his present, a toy mouse from one of the vendor's that specializes in Ki'Taran goods- however most of what he had was knock-off's, when he realized what I was, he pulled out the ‘real Ki'Taran' merchandise.

My PADD went off and guess who it was, I hate hearing from him and this time he knew what I did to him. Oh well, it was worth it. If only I didn't have to worry about dying from this damn controller and the repercussions towards Malcolm. Besides an aneurism would be too good for him, he deserves a very painful death. I decided to ignore him, I'll probably regret that later, but wanted to finish my surprise for Malcolm.

It's done and it looks amazing, I outdid myself on this one. I installed a Ki'Taran shielding device for him in it as well; I made sure to blend it in. He'll know what to look for. And for the final touch, I put my own Ki'Taran sword in the center and attached a note; "For the only one that can ever defeat me without raising a hand. Love your, Briana"

Well with it all done, I decided to go to my quarters instead of the lab; I hadn't realized how long this project had taken. I picked up Fuzzy and explained to him to not touch or play with the sharp pointy objects. He meowed his affirmative and went to go pounce on his new mouse. Wonder what Malcolm would say if he knew Fuzzy and I do talk both feline and psi-cally. Hm?

Once back in my quarters I pulled out my sketchbook and for once didn't feel like sketching anything, there are a few that I will paint for remembrance and yet. I was still discombobulated over those stupid idiots. Yes, still.

After taking a shower and getting changed into some comfortable clothes, I decided on watching a movie; Species- an alien experiment gone wrong, um maybe later. Armageddon- an asteroid head's to Earth, no not in the mood for that. The Jackal- an assassin on a mission, yeah that should be good for a giggle or two.

I also decided to check on Fuzzy, scanning for him is so easy and he was trying to play with the pointy objects, I mentally said No, and he jumped and growled at me. After I mentally purred to him, he climbed up on the bunk and purred back.

I started to watch the movie and while nibbling on some ill-gotten chocolate, was wishing for some gummies, when Cheshire popped in. It would be nice if she would warn someone. She dropped off the gummies, gave me a hug and left.

I was finally realizing that this movie was very well done, as a trained assassin I recognized some very interesting details. And then that remote controlled targeted canon appeared and I knew I had to build it. Only of course, my way.

Commander T'Pol surprised me, when she contacted me to inquire what movie I was watching; when I told her and said she probably wouldn't like it. She asked why, I explained it was a very violent movie about an assassin. She made the comment, "I see. It is not that different from everyday life aboard a Terran warship."

We talked for a bit via the twitter interface on our PADD's. She asked if I had enjoyed my shore leave and seemed her usual self. She mentioned that she too had some unsettling moments, but that she was well rested and glad to be back at work again. We discussed our respective races; Vulcan and Ki'Taran's and how they seemed to stay on their home planets. Ki'Taran's have no choice- it's safer for all concerned to keep them there. I started to feel tired and asked to be excused from the conversation. Especially after her comment about my kindness to the children, "You'll build a loyal following that way." I was only trying to be nice, not acquire loyal followers. Some days I feel conflicted about my position as a hybrid sub-human. I am a loyal soldier to the Empire, but where children are concerned... I didn't have a normal childhood so I guess that explains my partiality to them. Especially those with big blue-grey eyes.

I was ready to go to bed when Malcolm comm'ed me again, amazing how I woke up then. Laughing at myself when he told me how he did like his present, I was worried for nothing. My PADD vibrated again, and it was a message from Commander Tucker, he too liked the present I bought for him. It just seemed to fit after our weird little tea party.
*see other personal log for details- update in a few days if possible*

I asked Malcolm if he would mind if I came by and he replied, "of course." He seemed very happy with the present and decided to show me. *Rest of this entry will be in my Private Log's

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