You sneak into Ralla’s room within Bruce’s house. You go looking about for the Datapad. (Search check Easy difficult). After a bit you find the Datapad hiding underneath the pillows on the Bed. The Home screen is set to ask for a password to login. (Medium Computer Programming check to bypass the password system.)
Failure to Login:
The Datapad’s screen reads as such:
Failed to log in. Cannot attempt a login for twelve hours. Any login attempts will automatically be ignored.
As the text disappears, a new line of text appears over a lock symbol on the screen:
“Confidential files contained within. To any who are reading this I will find out who. Best to go hide in your cabin. Or buy me some Icecream made with Bantha milk and I may let it slide. Sincerely, Ralla Nel."
You click on the Journal application. Two categories are listed as such:
>Crew Medical Files.
You decide to open the personal log. There is currently only one entry within:
Galactic Standard Year: 25019 Galactic Standard Month: 6 Galactic Standard day: 11
You access the entry, it reads as such:
Ralla’s log, First Entry. This will be the first in a long series of logs that I will be keeping for now on. Glad I bought this Pad for 25 Credits. Just look at how well put together it is! Glad I stumbled across that sale. May have to buy the crew their own Data Pads, a thought for another time. It has been a little over a year since me and Sable have fixed up the Aetherial. It has grown to be like a home to me. We are currently in drydock for a couple of days now. The Aetherial is going through some upgrading. I will discuss with Sable the inclusion of a Medical Bay, so we can make use of the Kolto Tank. Since the Aetherial’s flight from Berchest in the Anthos Sector, we have picked up many more two our crew we have went from Two people getting the ship up and going about the Galaxy to a full crew of nine. I will adress each as such.
Sable. Such an odd being. I had to do some Holo net research to get some information on his species. I suspect he snagged a ride off world by salvage spacers. His size barely contains a curiosity that seems almost Child-like. His over all competence with working at Starship Tech exceeds even my own. Then again I was trained for Computers and Droids. I need to remember when we can afford real groceries for the crew to eat, that his race strictly herbivore. There are few medical records of the Kushiban. I would need to run Bio readings to best determine the anatomy of his race. Oddly enough the color of his fur changes with his current demeanor at a given time. I wonder how this is connected anatomically.
Borfel. Barabel. According to various research articles there are few off their Home world of Barabel I. He does not speak much, rather quiet. This is to be expected from a predatory race such as his. Biologically he is built for carnivorous eating habits. I will make a not to include plenty of meat for meals when we can afford real groceries. Much like Sable, not enough medical records of the Barabels as a whole. I imagine his hide is tougher than most races. Some logs state that Blaster shoots bouncing off the skin of a Barabel.
Bruce. Bruce Testa to be exact. Bruce is a well renowned Shock Boxer and boy does it show. The guy is literally built stronger than the majority of the Gamorrean race. He is one of my dad’s favorite boxers. Always placed credits on him even when the odds seemed stacked on Bruce. One thing I can’t understand is the amount of alcohol he puts down in a day. From a biological standpoint he seems to drink enough amount that would put most races in the hospital. The question is if Alcohol even affects him even more. I propose tests once we have a med bay set up.
Grim. Grim Harker. Human Bounty hunter. Relatively young. Average looks, distinctive scar running down the face. The scar seems aged. I imagine he was at least a servicemen in a Planetary militia or Private army before becoming a mercenary. Curious how he got it. Fond of coffee, I imagine it helps keep his senses sharper in the morning. He keeps his helmet on alot. Rather odd. Much like others in their profession, he keeps his thoughts and emotions private. Last night’s incident shows he doesn’t like telling the full truth, telling only what suits him. I hope Bruce got my message clear to him. Had to tend to a screaming patient for about roughly an hour. In and out. I got a bloody headache from it all. Granted I do feel bad for causing damage to the systems in his helmet. I should make that up to him at some point. No medical file as of right now. Granted all crew members need a check up.
Philo. Philo is short for “Philosoraptor” (His race looks more Avian really), the odd name given to our resident P’w’eck. Very Vivacious being, oddly silly but the demeanor houses a primal fury that of a matches the fury of a beast. Unsure of it’s gender. Much like Borfel, and Sable I need to get anatomy and Bio scans to better understand them. Keeps to himself, more open to talking and socializing within a party setting.
Reika. Miraluka. She has a friendly demeanor that borders on the childish. Caught her calling Wott a “Fuck face” before. She knows how to manipulate conversations well. I find the lack of eyes with her race despite the face having facial sockets, to be disturbing in a sense. Rip mentioned a time when she walked into the living room naked after a shower. A childish thing, but curious of how she was unaware of the lack of clothes. One would assume other senses such as touch would compensate should she not “see” her clothes. It is said all of her race sees through the force as the Jedi do. Curious.
Ripzara. Twi’lek. Given his disposition he is even harder to read than Harker, and he is fully trying to keep his emotions and thoughts hushed on the matter. Respectable, but reclusive. I noticed some tatooing on facial area and partially on the lekku. Patterns must contain some importance to the Twi’lek culture much like they represent deeds. Granted mine represents how many patients I saved from dying, 32 triangles and hopefully more to come. I will do a Medical scan and bio readout in private so that his medical history remains private as he most likely wants it.
Wott Erasy. I had to dig through the Holonet files deep to find something about this one. A Taung, former native race to Coruscant. Very odd demeanor from the norms of his race. One would expect the warrior race to be a bit more…..forward, disciplined, and at least respectable. I suspect cloning was involved along with genetic reconstruction in order for him to exist as the records within Courscant’s library state that the race is extinct. I will have to ensure a bio readout of his body to properly understand his anatomy so that future medical emergencies can be addressed.