Post 405: Circles

Stardate:70819.2320
Title: Circles
Author: Ensign Xhian
Scene: Private Quarters
Time: After Sometimes I Wish I Was Still 2 of 8 and During We're On Our Own
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Personal Log, Ensign Xhian:

It's been few months since I've become a member of the Independence crew,and it's basically as I figured it would be, except this time I've made a few friends and started a few hobbies to occupy my time when I'm not working or on duty in general.

Again I've tried finding a person who could, I'm not sure would, or even might think of me as something more then a friend, but I still have some concerns from my last ordeal trying to find a companion.

At times I'm not even sure if I even do have real emotions, or is this just some sort of programming that was installed into my cybernetic brain? Cybernetics. . . most of my body is that, and covered by a light blue sub-organic skin covering made by Starfleet bio-tech engineers.

At times I wonder what the hell am I anyway. I'm no longer Borg, nor am I an android, nor a man. I think I may be, at best, just a tool of Starfleet to be used as they see fit. . .End Log.

Ensign Xhian
Engineering Officer
USS Independence