Initial observations:

What a mess. Not even an hour with this crate I've observed the helmsman get in a fistfight with my ex-boyfriend of all people, obvious sexual overtones between the Captain and the First Officer, and a particularly bad handling of my luggage. Very bad handling.

I always knew S'Varr had issues, but I'd never before seen him violent. A good thing then he's long out of my life. I hope he's not shipping out on the Freedom, I don't think I could tolerate him after... Never mind. As for the other combatant, I swear I've seen him before too, but just can't pin a claw on where.

An unknown life form not only ransacked my possessions but took a liking of anything garment wise, particularly shoes and, um, foundations whether they happened to be in use or not. The crew seemed reasonably responsive, if a little reckless, particularly when the life form evaded their capture despite repeated attempts.

If anything good can be said of this is the stipend granted by the Federation will more than cover the loss of my wardrobe and clothiers abound on this Spacedock, almost as many as on a Deep Space Station. Oh well, there's no such thing as too much clothes or shopping.

Thankfully, the Captain has granted sufficient living space to myself and my two most prized responsibilities, whom the Security Chief has been terribly polite and patient while I collect them from the Spacedock Day Care Center. I'll be watching the Captain's conduct with his XO for a while, although romantic relationships between high ranking officers are not uncommon they are iffey in the regulations. The intent of the regulations are to minimize danger to ship's operations so it's all up to them to convince me their little tryst isn't a danger to a thousand lives and a very expensive piece of hardware.

As for the Chief Engineer, I believe his issues may extend beyond general obnoxiousness into the realm of schoolboy crushes on unavailable females. A sad, sad man.