also, some roleplaying...
From the Reconstructed ship logs of Captain Vehg Qkoll'huk
Xeno terms translated into Human standard/English
Deleted text reconstructed for your viewing pleasure
Captain Vehg, log 6760...
Got a mission today. I guess they were tired of sending me to blow up freighters carrying baby diapers and bicycle wheels.
I'm taking a shot of my favorite drink to "celebrate"-Black Market Human Red Wine, gentically altered to comply with the Xeno digestive system-I'm told it tastes the same to us as to them, but I cant really imagine a Human would enjoy it as I do. If your wondering, it's highly illegal. Heresy, yes-anyone less than a captain caught with a bottle would likely be sent out an airlock...but still, I'm getting on in years, and what do I have to fear from superiors anymore? What could they do to me that I have not already inflicted to myself?
Aye, it's starting now. The hum of my warp engines, a familiar sound...both comforting and haunting. A life spent destroying the unending hordes of Humans had convinced me only of one thing-this is surely Hell, and the next place I go I surely must be reborn into paradise. Or a lower circle of Hell...
Off to battle we go. My latest first mate seems excited. I hope he lives long enough to know not to be. Soon the dying will begin, as always. Perhaps I will die this time. And the silence would be a relief...thundering guns and roaring blood...a tidal wave of black...computer, erase that last part....Captain Vehg, logging out...