Patrol Sector 4
UPSF Dreadnought Resource
Captain’s Ready Room
Captain’s Log Entry #17449
It is no surprise that here we are, once again, chasing down ghosts out in the farthest reaches of our patrol area. When the intel started to trickle in, followed closely by a top priority communique from Fleet. I knew then we were not going to make our rendezvous back at Mars for resupply. All of which has put us in a predicament. One, I know, my dear husband has great faith we’ll be able to handle, regardless of circumstances. But that damn man does not make my life any easier, out here, where fresh drinking water is in short supply.
Shortages notwithstanding, we are pushed to the limit in a number of areas, and the crew, as always, take the bulk of the strain. They are stalwart in their resignation and continue to do their jobs, like a well-oiled machine.
I’m heartened by their ability to adapt, even during these trying conditions. So far out, so close to the gas giant, short on supplies, and with a job to do, I know I have to be prepared for the worst case scenario. Something else will go wrong.
I am confident in Barrett and his man, Hiraku, who, as it turns out, has been a much needed addition to our crew since we were last at port, in Mars orbit. He continues to surprise and show initiative. And putting him in charge of this mission has, I think, been a wise decision. As is the decision to send Team Charlie under Sergeant Washington’s command. That mountain of a man has presence enough to do what’s necessary, and his team are the best.
The wheels have been set in motion. Now all I can do is wait.
Captain Elizabeth Halley