Bret:....Date...June 25th.....Days in space...207.....I'm still recalling the day of my meeting with the others...and I'm concerned that we may not be able to make it and all...
*As Bret lays on his bed in his cabin...Loreley walks in through the door*
Bret:...What is it Loreley?.... Loreley:.....Master.....Are you all right?.... Bret:....I'm fine....I'm just...worried that all my planning will be for nothing....
*Loreley sits down next to Bret as he lets out a deep sigh*
Loreley:..Everything will work out in the end...You'll see....I'm going to fix something to eat if your hungry.... Bret:...Thank you...I'll be down in a few minutes....
*As Loreley stands up, she rubs Bret's left ear and then walks out of the cabin....Bret sits up, then heads over to his desk*
Bret:....Naoko...What are the odds that we can actually pull this off without someone getting hurt?....
*A small blue sphere appears above his desk*
Naoko:...//Sir...The odds are not good Sir....I estimated the chances of zero casualties will be around 9.4973%.....I am sorry Sir if they are not what you wanted\\....
*Bret rests his arms on his desk...and takes another deep sigh*
Bret:....What am I gonna do?.... Naoko:...//Sir...I do not know the answer to that Sir....Maybe the saying "Only time will tell" applies to this situation Sir\\....
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005