When a door is closed, use a crowbar.

"Computer, begin recording"

An image flickers to life and Ael'Ihhuein is sitting in her personal quarters aboard Deep Space Nine. She's in her starfleet uniform and it's roughly day time. Her demeanor seems to have drastically shifted since her last personal log, she appears to have a great deal more confidence and a sincere satisfied look is upon her face. Scattered across her room appears to be various things, it's not normally as clean and organized as it would be.

She has a PADD up that appears to have a schematic of an intrepid-class starship as well as some other things on engineering and the likes. There is a pencil sketch on a notepad that appears to be an intrepid-class vessel, it's hard to tell but from it's angle one could see part of the registry number: --721. The rest of the vessel name and registry number appears to be obscured by angle.

"I was up thinking last night." She pauses and shrugs to herself, "I may not be a member of the Empire any longer, but this does not change the fact that I am still rihannsu. It angers me inside that I have allowed myself to swallow any amount of ambition and how Starfleet and humans have softened me. When a Rihannsu wants something, really wants something, they will stop at nothing to try getting it. "

She nods and looks up, "I shall pursue my ambitions till I get what I want or I fail miserably. There is no reason to sit in silence and lament about not even trying." The sides of one of her lips curl downwards, "Though trying introduces many troubles..." She pauses and shrugs it off in a rather confident manner, "Troubles that are worth it so long as I can say I tried."

"End recording."

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