#ayala

Ayala: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

Chakotay: It was unbelievable!

Ayala: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

B'Elanna: Okay, we wanna hear everything. Ayala, get the wine and mute your commbadge. Chakotay, does this end well or do we need tissues?

Chakotay: Oh, it ended very well.

Ayala: Do not start without me! Do not start without me!

B'Elanna: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it a soft brush against your lips or was it like a, you know, “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?

Chakotay: Well, at first it was really intense, you know? And then, oh God, and then we just sort of sunk into it.

Ayala: Ohh... So, okay, was she holding you? Or were her hands all over the place?

Chakotay: First she started holding me, and then her hands slid up and then they were in my hair.

B'Elanna and Ayala: Ohhh.

*meanwhile*

Janeway eating pizza in her quarters: And, uh, and then I kissed him.

Tuvok: Tongue?

Janeway: Yeah.

Saturday in Makati. 🍃 Planned to just walk/jog this morning and head to Salcedo Market… but ended up joining an art event by @hermes at Ayala Triangle first.

Tuvok’s personal log – supplemental. In the words of Lieutenant Paris, there has been what one might call a “disturbance in the force”. Kes - who, it should be noted, shares a concerningly close association with Mr. Neelix - made a rather dramatic appearance on the bridge today, visibly concerned regarding the pre-warp civilisation under our observation. She was unwavering in her conviction that something untoward had transpired on the planet’s surface. Intriguing.

Turning to shipboard affairs, I must mention that Lieutenant Torres was summoned to Mr. Neelix’s quarters for the task of repairing his faucets, which he had somehow managed to break. The replicators have at last, been restored to full operation, yet Mr. Neelix remains prohibited from utilising his own unit until a replicator rationing system is established. This measure, it seems, is necessitated by Mr. Neelix’s remarkable ability to replicate prodigious volumes of water. Elsewhere, Crewman Chell’s tireless efforts to create the perfect Bolian Vindaloo, and Lieutenant Ayala’s spontaneous “morale-boosting street party” on Deck 3 - complete with a Mexican buffet, and an excess of tacos sufficient to sustain the entire crew for forty-eight hours, have also served to put considerable strain on the ship’s dwindling energy reserves.

Lt. Commander Chakotay – crashes caused – 1

Ensign Harry Kim – stupid questions asked – 4

Lieutenant j.g. B’Elanna Torres – arguments caused – 19

Crewman Neelix – gallons of water replicated - 84

Crewman Neelix - ship's systems broken - 2

Lieutenant j.g. Tom Paris - stupid questions asked - 6