Communications Log

Hoshi was sitting on her bed, holding a pencil and looking it over very closely. Of course she had seen pencils before. Her beloved grandfather had used them even after data padds became widely available. She just never thought that she would get to use one.

The welcome picnic had certainly been an eye-opening experience. Her first two classes had been completely different for what she had prepared. Still, she was making friends for the first time. The people here were really nice. It was almost enough to make her forget that she needed to find a way to obtain currency.

[Door and post are open!]