Porthos' Log
1.12 Dear Doctor
08:00 hours
I just received this from Earth. It came on two discs, it's called 'Star Trek: Nemesis'. It's ok, but honestly, killing Data? It's not on!
The ship in that film was called Enterprise too. Maybe it's like what we'll develop eventually…
10:00 hours
I'm on sickbay duty today. I'm serving with Phlox and watching people coming in.
Watched someone come in with nitrogen burns. I mean, why do we have nitrogen aboard this ship? Surely we've got better chemicals than that by now?
I was also examined; apparently I've been eating too much alien cheese. Moi? Overindulging in alien cultures? I think Archer is far better acquainted with the fine art of, ummm, 'exploring alien cultures'. Seen 'Civilisation'?
There's some wuvely womance aboard ship too. Arrrrr! Look at Cutler and Phlox. Aren't they just the cutest, the greatest?
NO! T/A all the way!
13:00 hours
During my walk around ship I learnt about all the latest happenings. There's, like, these people, and, like, there's these other people. All on the same planet! Two races on one planet! Isn't that cool?
13:01 hours
Oh yeah, they've, like, got this illness too. According to my Enterprise episode guide, it's incurable. Perhaps, like me, the model of health, they should eat more alien cheeses!
15:00 hours
(burps) I've, like, you know, like, had, like a likkle bit too much to dwink, like. I got all upset about the aliens and had to, like, get ridded of the, like, feelings. But this, like, alien alc-a-ol is really, like, cool! You should, like, twy it!
15:05 hours
Ensign Hoshi Sato, Chief Exolinguist and Communications Officer here. Porthos would like to apologise to Starfleet for his last log entry. Wouldn't you Porthos? (whimper) Yes, you would, wouldn't you?
(next morning) 08:00 hours
We're on the planet taking samples of alien blood for analysis. One of the Menk, the second race here, organized them for us!
Oh, and I'd like to apologise for yesterday. That was totally out of line, and I'm glad Hoshi came by to rectify the situation.
21:00 hours
Captain Archer came in cursing. It seems Phlox has developed a cure but Archer is in two minds over whether to give it to the species that needs it. Their illness was natural; changing it might change the whole course of evolution on the planet, and that would be wrong. If you watch Voyager you might say it was a violation of the Prime Directive. Not that they really obeyed the Directive anyway…
(next morning) 10:00 hours
Archer gave the species an intermediary between nothing and the cure. A medicine that will assist for ten years or so. In return they provided us with a hamper of food; unfortunately there was no cheese, but there was a nice drink called Slug-o-cola – the slimiest cola in the Galaxy! It's really quite nice! Think I might see if I can seek out the people who made it!
End Porthos Log, October 15 2151.
1.12 Dear Doctor
08:00 hours
I just received this from Earth. It came on two discs, it's called 'Star Trek: Nemesis'. It's ok, but honestly, killing Data? It's not on!
The ship in that film was called Enterprise too. Maybe it's like what we'll develop eventually…
10:00 hours
I'm on sickbay duty today. I'm serving with Phlox and watching people coming in.
Watched someone come in with nitrogen burns. I mean, why do we have nitrogen aboard this ship? Surely we've got better chemicals than that by now?
I was also examined; apparently I've been eating too much alien cheese. Moi? Overindulging in alien cultures? I think Archer is far better acquainted with the fine art of, ummm, 'exploring alien cultures'. Seen 'Civilisation'?
There's some wuvely womance aboard ship too. Arrrrr! Look at Cutler and Phlox. Aren't they just the cutest, the greatest?
NO! T/A all the way!
13:00 hours
During my walk around ship I learnt about all the latest happenings. There's, like, these people, and, like, there's these other people. All on the same planet! Two races on one planet! Isn't that cool?
13:01 hours
Oh yeah, they've, like, got this illness too. According to my Enterprise episode guide, it's incurable. Perhaps, like me, the model of health, they should eat more alien cheeses!
15:00 hours
(burps) I've, like, you know, like, had, like a likkle bit too much to dwink, like. I got all upset about the aliens and had to, like, get ridded of the, like, feelings. But this, like, alien alc-a-ol is really, like, cool! You should, like, twy it!
15:05 hours
Ensign Hoshi Sato, Chief Exolinguist and Communications Officer here. Porthos would like to apologise to Starfleet for his last log entry. Wouldn't you Porthos? (whimper) Yes, you would, wouldn't you?
(next morning) 08:00 hours
We're on the planet taking samples of alien blood for analysis. One of the Menk, the second race here, organized them for us!
Oh, and I'd like to apologise for yesterday. That was totally out of line, and I'm glad Hoshi came by to rectify the situation.
21:00 hours
Captain Archer came in cursing. It seems Phlox has developed a cure but Archer is in two minds over whether to give it to the species that needs it. Their illness was natural; changing it might change the whole course of evolution on the planet, and that would be wrong. If you watch Voyager you might say it was a violation of the Prime Directive. Not that they really obeyed the Directive anyway…
(next morning) 10:00 hours
Archer gave the species an intermediary between nothing and the cure. A medicine that will assist for ten years or so. In return they provided us with a hamper of food; unfortunately there was no cheese, but there was a nice drink called Slug-o-cola – the slimiest cola in the Galaxy! It's really quite nice! Think I might see if I can seek out the people who made it!
End Porthos Log, October 15 2151.
