Logan was excited, which was not normal for him. Usually, the thought of travel or doing anything out of his normal routine made him panic and cause him to retreat into himself. However, in this case he was very excited.<br/><br/>“We are going on an adventure,” he stated while he packed. “Just like the books that you would read to me when I was younger.”<br/><br/>There was a pause, similar to one that would be had when engaging in conversation with someone though the silence in the room was never broken. The room itself was nice, not surprising given the star rating of the hotel. For all the shame that his family felt toward him, they still supported him to some extent. Each month there was a small deposit made into an account for him to use. It was just enough to ensure he could maintain the lifestyle he was accustomed to, with the hope that it would keep him out of trouble as well.<br/><br/>“Hmm…let’s see,” he mused aloud. “I have my favorite suit, my favorite book, my favorite shirt, pants and…” he began to panic and tear through his luggage in a frantic search for the missing item. The suitcase that had once been packed perfectly was now turned over, its contents spilled out over the bed and down onto the floor. When the item was not found there, his grip on the world began to falter. Hands clenched into fists and pressed into the side of his head, he bit at his lip and then his inner cheek.<br/><br/>“Huh?” he said to the room. “Look where?” A bit of calm had restored itself and Logan looked about the room with more purpose. “Ok…” he said and walked to the closet. There he threw the doors open, his eyes hinting at an edge of panic that left just as suddenly as it had come when the object of his distress came into view. “There you are!”  He exclaimed happily as he scooped up the stuffed robot and held it to his chest.<br/><br/>The grey of the felt material was old and faded, the product of several washes. The same went for the rest of the colors on the item, faded from time and use. At one point it looked like there might have been an antenna atop its head, though now it was long gone with just a small bit of patch work that noted where it had once been. “Hubert, you know better than to worry me,” he scolded the robot before he went back to packing his bag once again.  Once again he went through his mental check list and soon he was ready to start his new life as the doctor of a spaceship.<br/><br/>“I wonder if anyone has any interesting augmentations? I bet I could make them better.”<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>On Ceres Logan felt like a kid in a candy shop, who was just about to get on the largest rollercoaster in the world. Excited but nauseated at the same time.<br/><br/>His luggage was clutched to his chest as he made it a point to not touch anyone, or to try to at least not touch anyone. “Yes I know. I remember what the person looks like,” he said to “himself”.  “Right, the captain, not just a simple person,” he corrected himself.<br/><br/>When the elevator came into view he could hardly control his excitement now and he practically ran up to the three men that now stood there. “Hi! I’m Logan McKale, the new doctor,” he said to everyone as he looked at each closely before he was able to pick out the captain, whose hand he was overly eager to shake. “Thank you so much for this opportunity! I promise to not disappoint!”