Welcome to the Journal of Now and Forever. This Journal is a collection of my Star Control and Star Control 2 fiction. Note: Some of this material is, by necessity, extrapolation from the slim information provided by canon sources.

New fiction is posted first at My Livejournal before it appears here. This story is in response to 15 Minute Ficlets' Challenge #32 and The Other Write's Challenge #4.

Today a freak storm knocked out power to our building. Emergency power came up immediately, of course, but it was still startling, and more importantly to Aron, he lost his past hour's work. He may very well have to start from the beginning – about sixteen hours' count, I believe – but it could be worse, I suppose. (At least my work stayed intact, though it was entirely through good luck – I'd happened to save as soon as the wind picked up.)

If it weren't that my work is here, and it won't move elsewhere, I'd see about transferring to somewhere closer to one of the poles. Even today's storm wasn't truly a winter storm. There's little snow on this planet, perhaps once a year in this area, and it melts off quickly. I suppose it's because EV2 has less water than Earth. Certainly more than enough to support life, but evidently not enough to have regular snow.

I spent most of my years in Earth's Northern Hemisphere (cf. my first-year entries) and I miss the seasons. EV2 is always warm, to an extent. The cold winter weather of three years ago was, according to the data we have, an anomaly. I miss the feeling of bundling up in layers, hats, scarves, gloves, going outside to feel the briskness on my face and the sting of icy air in my nostrils... I felt more alive then. In summertime, the heat saps me – Aron has complained of how cold I like to keep our living quarters.

Oh, other news, before I keep rambling about the weather. Dina is spending a great deal of time with her Committee – I'm still not entirely certain what it is she does there, but she seems preoccupied with Committee work now. Which isn't so bad, she certainly has to do whatever they assign, but it means she's out of the lab more often, and that's the only time I see her. I took this job for her, because of her. I understand that she doesn't feel the same toward me, - I'm not sure how she could, - but still, you'd think she might have noticed the hard work I'm putting in.

Evidently, whatever work she's doing isn't something the rest of us can help with, or she would have asked. I should figure out something... some way of asking, I suppose, if I can be of assistance. I don't want to be merely the "good" tech – if she sees I can be relied upon, perhaps she'll consider giving me more responsibilities, including me in what she's doing.

Discovered [you know who] is involved in the spacers somehow. At least I'm here on the ground – this way, never we two shall meet again.

Must go. Aron says his work is recoverable, and break is over. Note to self: new language rom released today, see about downloading it.

~Personal journal of CRC-16 "Grif" Reproductive Researcher

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