CO: By this point in the journey I have eaten almost my entire body weight in pretzels My diet will surely contribute to a short lifespan. The supply officer has notified me that we will be issued small pieces of hard tack for our next ration The crew is beginning to experience hallucinations. Earlier, our driver thought he had spotted a ship of the line just over the horizon The crew scrambled and general quarters was sounded for nothing Oh how I long to be ashore on stable ground.
XO: Tensions soar as the crew of Defiance attempts to hold a spinnaker at angles suitable only for a jib. We have put our chips down and decided to let it ride Sails spotted three points off the starboard bow, we are working hot angles in an attempt to gain the weather gauge upon the enemy. The decks have been cleared for action and the # 1 genoa is ready to be s et as conditions warrant. Fear of disease has set in as one of the plebes has likely contracted the Black Death, the CO and XO have ordered a quarantine and cough drops for the afflicted. As conditions deteriorate, we will explore the option of towing the ill behind the warship in our life raft.
NAV: Nav is becoming more confident of our position as we gather more star and sun shots. We have lost sight of all other contacts. The sun is becoming our best friend/ The loneliness is setting in Supply: We have one bagel left. Our lack of apples and citrus fruit is causing concern among boat leadership. Fear of scurvy is setting in.