Humans. It gets harder by the day to understand them. The captain sent us on a special mission, asking beforehand who would stand with him and who wouldn’t. I can’t see why he would ask such a question in the first place.

Minding my own business on board the SSV Sagitarius is easier said than done. As I found out – again – last night. For some reason I had been ordered to be confined to my quarters.

Human protocol is just something I cannot understand. They seem to be very set on not doing things the way they’re supposed to work best. Inefficiency is something they like. A lot. I don’t get that part about them at all.

Get this: One of my human counterparts is of the opinion that I am being mobbed on board and that this is the reason why I’ve tried to stay out of everybody’s way recently. Turians. Mobbed. I would like to see one of those skinny things try. We stick to our hierarchy. But that doesn’t […]

To be on board of a ship full of aliens on a mission that could roughly be considered diplomatic is very weird once you have been told that you should not mingle with them.