Entry 7

September 30nd, 2163 - Border Space - MSR2 Nora Greene

Another two weeks in Border Space without an update. Trust me, if there had been something interesting out here in the space between stars I would have recorded it as soon as possible.  As it is, I'm only really logging in because of two things:

Firstly, Corporal Adam Hynes said it was important for our continued mental well being if we took the time to record our daily activities. (He's our mental doctor. Nice guy, rounder then I imagined a military doctor to be, with beady eyes and a smile that seems too big for his face. Jolly is a good word for him too. As well as bald.)  Just so everyone on CoreComm is aware - I don't plan on recording daily events HERE. I sincerely doubt that you want to know what time I woke up, what I had for breakfast, or how many bowel movements I had. (That LAST bit was requested by Seargent Louisa Byrne, our physical doctor.)

I would like to keep this particular record reserved for special things, main events, things like that.  Speaking of which, this brings me to the second reason for an update today:

I have received my first REAL clue! Other then whoever it was plays violin very, very well, and is obviously on good terms with CRAVE in order for her to be in league with them, I managed to find a loose piece of music paper! I had sprinted down the hall at top speed when Iheard the music that night. I ended up oversleeping, so maybe it lured them into a false sense of security when I didn't go looking for them right away last night. Anyway, in their haste to escape, a piece of music paper must have slipped loose, and I recovered it from underneath the music stand!

Now I don't know the first thing about sheet music, other then there are lines and notes on it. It had a page number on it - '3' and a name scribbled on the bottom right corner.

"Rex."

Now if only nicknames were listed on the Roster of the crew members, eh? So now me and Julia are going to do some super sleuthing, and I think we even convinced Junpin and Zee to get in on it. Hopefully I will be able to share the results of my search with you soon!

On a side note, I didn't realize how much Zee appreciated good classical music. Apparently he's heard the music since it started, and was afraid to intervene for fear of 'hindering the auditory experience.' Junpin says that their 'ears' are different from ours, and far more sensitive. Which is weird because... well... I've never seen their ears. Maybe I missed something.

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Entry 6

September 15nd, 2163 - Border Space - MSR2 Nora Greene

Another week or so gone by since my last entry. A lot of little things needing to get done before we hit border space. For those who don't know, Border Space is the belt around our Galaxy that divides our space from the space of other known alien species. We were in hypersleep for the trip to the edge, and before we hit it we had to wake up and make sure everything works. AND we had to run all sorts of drills and things in case of emergencies.

But enough of the boring stuff - my hunt continues. Almost every night I would leave my room and hear the violin playing somewhere in the ship. All my attempts to hound down the mysterious virtuoso have failed. Why? I think CRAVE is helping them to remain anonymous.

It's fascinating, really, how much of a personality CRAVE has been able to adapt from the crew. I've heard her say 'Cool' at least a dozen times, and the other day, I am 100% certain she was being sarcastic at me. I had a cup of coffee with me in the Aft Duct Cross Chamber for my morning analysis, and of course being half asleep and anxious for some brew, I took a big ol' sip and scalded my tongue. Naturally I let out a slew of curses. CRAVE blipped in to ask if I was all right, and I said I was fine but the coffee was super hot.

She responded, "I imagine that's why it says 'hot' on the cup."

Pretty spectacular!

CRAVE and Zee get along the best I think. Sometimes I catch them talking in Zee's native language, which sounds really cool, like a cross between popping bubbles, purring, and someone clicking a remote control at lightspeed.

Where was I getting at? Oh that's right - the Mystery Virtuoso. I told Julia about it and now we both get up to scour the ship. This morning over coffee she told me that she's convinced that whoever was practicing was in Starboard Rec. Room, and then CRAVE would give them a heads up in time to escape being seen. We're devising a plan to corner them on the way back to their bunk.

It's the little things that get me through the day, you know?

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Entry 5

September 2nd, 2163 - Quadrant 34-8-12 - MSR2 Nora Greene

I've been functioning in space for about a month now! Happy anniversary! Today is Mickey's birthday! A bunch of us got together and made him a ridiculously large card. Almost everyone signed it, too, except some of the muscle. (They haven't been very social as a rule. Except with each other.) Also, instead of singing Happy Birthday, we all sang 'Oh Mickey, you're so fine.'

Oh. Right, Mickey is Kevin Michaels, FER2 Shuttle Operations. He's the one who will pilot our escape pods if something happens to the Zephyr. He's been kind of bored lately, considering that the shuttles were the first systems I checked after the primaries. (Thats protocol.) Let me tell you about Mickey: He's about 6'2" and looks Samoan. He's a densely built kind of guy, and if you didn't reach out and poke him you would think it was more fluff then muscle. He's always complaining about how when he was enlisted for the project they made shave off all his hair.

He showed us a picture of him from before and he looks like a caveman! I felt bad for him, too after that. I was jealous of those luscious locks.  Every once and a while we catch him staring forlornly into the mirror. Anyway, he's really nice, funny, jolly kind of guy with a wicked sense of humor and has the demeanor of a guy who will always listen if you need to talk. He and Junpin get along quiiiiiiite well. (Wink wink?)

Oh, by 'We' I mean Julia, Royce, Maria and Myself mainly. It would seem we've built a small group for ourselves, nurses and lunch ladies with the one analyst. I like it, its diverse.

And now for the big news - There is a mystery afoot!

Last night I got up to get myself a drink and as I was walking back to my bunk I heard music. Violin music. I kind of stood there in a half-asleep daze and listened to it for a minute before I decided to go see. CRAVE told me what room the music was coming from (The Starboard Rec. Room) and sure enough, as I went the music got louder. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever heard - a slow, nostalgic sort of melody that gave the whole walk a dream-like quality. But by the time I reached the Rec Room te music had stopped and there was no one there.

What is more interesting? CRAVE refused to tell me who was playing.

So naturally, I am determined to discover who it is. Lets see if they play tonight!

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