Data Log Entry: # 21850310
Sorry bored Alliance Officer who has to read these journal logs. It has been some time since I've written, but let's face it, I get pretty busy being the commanding officer of an Alliance Vessel chasing down a trader to the galaxy. Saren Artemis I have not forgotten you.
I was just thinking back to when I had informed my Navigator; Pressly about the Wrex/Poke Chip incident. He nearly spit out his coffee during lunch. The jury is still out if he was amused or angry about it. However, after the scuttlebutt I've been hearing lately, I think he's in the same boat with Chakwas. He thinks I've lost my bloody mind. Honestly I don't know how these rumors spread around.
Well once Pressly's face returned to its natural color he said that he had no idea who would have the poker chips; mainly since they held no actual currency value. He said he would ask around but truly had no idea especially since no one had been bragging about having them anyway.
I guess that also marks him off my list of suspects as well, not that I really imagined he had them. I just can't image who has them. But I did learn some very interesting things about my acting XO. He has a lizard fetish. He even has one in his cabin. He said I could come by later and take a look at it. Not quite my thing, lizards and all, but it seem to make him happy talking about it. I will try to find some time later tonight.
I also got a call from my mom today. It seemed very out of the blue and she kept asking how I was doing. I am beginning to wonder if Chakwas contacted her recently. I will have to take a look at her outgoing messages. And if that doesn't answer my question then a bottle of Serrice Ice Brandy should loosen those lips. At least it's worked like a charm in the past.
Gotta run – work to be done.
Commander Shepard out.