SO Ens. Alexei Lisenov

[Alexei, unfinished business]

For the most part, the quarters he was assigned were comfortable, if bare, and certainly larger than he was expecting. When he served on his training cruise, he shared the room with another cadet, and he was expecting to have about the same space here. It turned out that not only did he have his own bathroom, but also a largish living area. He would eventually put in requests for some small additions -- a more powerful (and dedicated) computer and perhaps a larger bed. But for the most part, the things he needed were smaller, homier touches. Right now, they were about as bare as could be.

It was still pretty early; about two or three hours before alpha shift would begin. Alexei'd gone to bed pretty early the night before, not terribly interested in discovering the station's night-life just yet. Well, that and the fact that he'd wanted to be well-rested for what was sure to be an in-depth physical from Keller, the station's CMO. He still wasn't sure what to make of the doctor, who seemed to have boundless energy and very little tact. But then, he also supposed that he'd have time enough to learn more on the station. Padding over to his terminal, he brought it online, and with a few simple commands, he began dictation.

"Dear Mom and Dad," he began, "You'll be pleased to know that I made the trip safely, though I have to admit that I'm still a little nervous. Meeting new people was never exactly my strong suit, as you well know, but the crew seems friendly enough, and I have evidently interested the Chief Medical Officer on the station." He paused and gave a small chuckle. "No, not in that way. He's probably about a decade older than me, and besides, I prefer not to mix business with pleasure. At least not this early in the game." his tail flicked as he enjoyed his little joke. "No, apparently I'm a 'rare crossbreed', and of particular interest to his research. Honestly, I'm not sure what to make of it, and probably would have told him to take a walk out the nearest airlock, rank be damned, if it weren't for the fact that there is a young child who happens to be a human-caitian hybrid like me. Since she's the granddaughter of one of the senior staff, (and a child besides), I've offered my full cooperation, which will probably mean lots of tests and going through my medical records with a fine-toothed comb. I'm not sure what the doctor hopes to learn, but if it'll help the child out, well, that's the important thing...

"As far as the rest goes, I'm adapting well, though the quarters here are quite a bit larger than I was expecting. I'd send along pictures, but there's not much here yet, so I think that'll have to wait until next time." he paused for a drink of water, then added pensively, "I think that junior officers are allowed pets, though, so maybe I'll end up getting one. If you wouldn't mind, do you think you could send along some of the stuff from my room? I'll front the costs for the shipping -- shouldn't be a problem." While he could (and would) be getting a machine from the station, he would greatly prefer to have his own in his room. Plus, there were a few models that he wanted, and a couple crates of books. Whatever. It was all on the list, and it would, in all likelihood, be sent along presently.

"Oh! Before I forget. I offered your expertise to the grandmother of the child -- Falyn, I think was her name... The child, not the grandmother, to pass along to her daughter. I have no idea whether or not they'll contact with questions, but I thought I'd give you a head's up. Anyway, I think that's about it. Keep an eye on the mail -- I'll be sending along a station mug as a souvenir. I know you always loved that sort of touristy stuff, Dad. Give my best to K'ress.

Love, Alexei." He paused a couple seconds before ending the recording. A couple minutes to proofread, and the letter was sent off.

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SO Ens Alexei K'rorrovich Lisenov - Valdivian Station/USS Trinity
Player: Soren Alder
Mukavich@gmail.com