poly_chromatic | Commander's Log 001

[ his day has not been a good one. actually, the last few have been... less than ideal. he's been trying to do something a little more normal and had almost no luck. perhaps it's his mind running wild; perhaps it's the lack of personal items he would normally have at his disposal. whatever the case, his days have been... extremely difficult to adjust to. so when he decides to test the system, as it were, he chooses to make his presence known by voice only for now. ]

I realize I am still very new to this City, but I have a question for any who would answer. Do any of you have personal items that you normally have in your own homes, items you no longer have with you? What do you do now, with the emptiness that comes of having lost something extremely important? I find myself... missing certain things and I'm at a loss as to how to connect to something that is no longer with me.

[ it's a vaguely-worded question and he's not sure he'll answer with complete honesty if someone asks what he's talking about, but it's a question that's bothering him now. perhaps the answer is to gather a substitute and make do with what he can here. for better or for worse. ]

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Random "gifts" from the people in charge? [ he's not sure what to think of this. bending temporal rules, acquiring things from alternative dimensions or temporal anomalies... it all sounds difficult to imagine. and yet it's enticing. too enticing.

he's also not sure he approves of the idea of "people in charge" either. ]

Kinda. When the Deities were in charge, we had a curse where it rained photographs. Real personal stuff, y'know? Stuff from home. Some of us we're able to keep 'em. Sometimes you could make a deal with one of the Deities, too, trade somethin' in return for somethin' from home.

I dunno how it's gonna work with the guys that're rulin' the place now. I know some people got letters from home, a couple days back. Supposedly, at least.

[ the term "letters from home" brings back a lot of memories and most of them unpleasant ones. the last time he received something called that, he was informed that everyone from the organization -- for lack of a better term -- he was a part of, all of his friends and companions except the ones lost in the delta quadrant with him, were killed by the dominion in the war. and the woman he cared for got a dear john letter from her fiance. to say chakotay no longer likes the term "letter from home" is an understatement. ]

I'm not sure if making a deal with anyone in a higher position is a good idea at the moment. Maybe I'll get lucky and it'll start raining mementos.

Yeah, I think you got the right idea, I sure as hell wouldn't make a deal with anyone right now. I ain't exactly convinced they're trustworthy, no matter what they say.

I will have to speak with them myself to be decide whether or not they can be trusted. Right now, I only know what I've heard. [ but he doesn't blame anyone for their hesitation. ]

Well, I guess the one good thing you can say about 'em is that it's usually pretty easy to talk to 'em. They seem to wanna be more forthcomin' than the last guys.

That is good news. [ well, it could be good or bad, depending, but he'll keep a positive outlook on this. ] It makes acquiring information easier, despite whatever the type of information it is. I'll have to see if I can find one to talk to. [ he's very interested in these people, whoever they are. ]

I appreciate your help.

No problem. You got any more questions, you can ask me, if you want.

[A pause.]

Name's Jimmy, by the way.

Chakotay. If I have others, I'll be sure to ask.

Nice to meet ya. Take care.

And the same to you.

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