So, Moriarty's gone. Guy drove me kinda crazy, but I'd been kinda hoping we were making some progress. Thanks, Admiral, or whoever the hell's responsible for people getting yanked outta here.

I still believe we're doin' the right thing here, because the system obviously works but, not gonna lie, I'd appreciate it more if my inmates didn't get booted over the side as soon as we started making actual progress.

[Private to T'Pol]

[lol awkward pause. :c] You remember that conversation we were havin' a few days ago?

[The entry starts off as audio, and throughout this portion of the presentation, there's a soft kind of gurgling, clicking noise, which sort of sounds like something that could be out of a Jurassic Park film. Trip is mostly ignoring it, although those with particularly sharp ears can tell he's pacing around his room a little.]

About a year ago back home, maybe a little more now that I've been here for a couple months, we were chasin' after this hostile alien species across the Delphic Expanse, and while we were headin' towards Azati Prime - which is, for everyone who's not familiar with space outside of our solar system - a Red Dwarf Star, we found one of their ships crashed on a planet. Before they'd crashed, they'd diverted all their power to this hatchery on board. Apparently they took their eggs with them on their ships, and when our captain touched one of them, it squirted him with somethin'.

The eggs had some kinda... defense mechanism programmed in, that made him think the only thing that mattered was protectin' the eggs. The mission we were on, Enterprise, the safety of Earth, none of that mattered to him because the neurotoxin he'd been hit with made him imprint on them, and I think somethin' like that happened to me durin' port.

Kay and I were in this marketplace, and I guess I musta found this egg.

[Pause, more gurgling and clicking.] Hey, cut it out, that's not yours-

[Another pause, and he switches on the video. The source of the clicking/gurgling/Velociraptior noises is, in fact, a small creature that looks sort of like a dragon. It's about the size of the average kitten, and has tiny folding wings along its back. It's currently sitting on Trip's desk happily chewing at the shoelaces of his sneakers.]

Well, anyway, it hatched. Anyone actually know what this thing is? Or... what to feed it? I think I'm alright now, whatever crazy, single minded focus I had goin' with it's gone now, but I guess if someone in the infirmary wouldn't mind doin' some scans to make sure I'm not... psychically linked to it or somethin', I'd sure appreciate it.

Give me that - [And Trip shuts off the camera as he goes to retrieve his sneaker from his new fake dragon lizard thing.]

[Private to Preston]

How're you doing? Wanna take this thing up to the CES for a little while with me?

A couple days ago, I asked if people'd want to watch some other universe's movie or something about your life, an accurate one, which meant some stranger could just be watchin' your life as entertainment and show up here and know everyone about it.

For everyone who said they didn't or wouldn't want to?

I get it.

[There's a short pause.]

I mean, I understand how it could be entertainment for some people, and I wouldn't be shocked if in the future in my universe, there's somethin' made about the NX-01, and I still don't think I'd mind people watchin' some of the stuff. Most of the stuff.

But watchin' some of it... Like the Xindi attack on Earth and - [He cuts himself off before mentioning his sister.] Everything was hard. I know it's not really any different from someone enjoyin' a war movie or somethin', but...

Lesson learned, I guess.

[Friend Filter - if you think you're on it, you're on it.]

Unrelatedly- [LOL, YEAH, OKAY, TRIP.] Anyone up for a drink or somethin'?