Ship date: 29th September 2236

The med bay is running low on supplies, Bransky came to me today and asked when we were docking next so she could resupply. I may have been a little on edge as I replied, with something along the lines of, 'you on your period Branno?'. She slapped me and stormed away (read into that what you will). I took that as a yes, and jammed her locker in the gym full of womens sanitary products.

She still isn't speaking to me... mission accomplished!

Capt. Walter Murphy.

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