The image flickers to show a young man half sitting, half slouching in a chair in what seems to be quarters aboard a starship. "Personal log Stardate 89304.25." He begins in a distinctly British accent and pauses for a few moments to look out at the stars to his left. "We've finally returned to familiar territory and the Indomitable has berthed back at Deep Space Nine."
He states as he finally begins to speak again, "It's almost been nine months since I last left this place and a year and half since I graduated and last saw Earth." He pauses for a moment to drink what appears to be tea from a stainless steel mug engraved with the Starfleet insignia. "We've been granted shore leave but I don't feel much like venturing off the ship, there's still many things I can learn about aboard."
He takes the time to lean back in his chair and to pick up the mug once again, holding it between both hands. "Still not a great deal of contact from home, other than the usual messages of 'How are you?' every now and then. I'm starting to think I get more social interaction out of recording my logs than I do from home."
He takes another sip from the tea and glances at an antique watch around his left wrist before setting the mug back down on the desk. "Speaking of home, I had a message waiting for me after we docked. Seems Emily didn't want to wait around any more, I don't blame her, talk about long distance relationships not working." He pauses again, thinking briefly. "Well I'd best be signing off, Commander Smith has agreed to see me for a short time."
He moves his hand towards the terminal and presses something. "End recording."
