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» USS Valkyrie Attacked by Unknown Forces

Posted on Thu Feb 19th, 2026 @ 2:49pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd in General News

Fleet News Network has confirmed that the USS Valkyrie was ambushed on its trip to Starbase 10. Reports indicate that a caretaker crew was returning the ship to its crew after a lengthy repair and refit of all systems. Rumors say that the caretaker crew was the crew of the infamous USS Firebird!

From what has been told to us, the Valkyrie was ambushed only days away from reaching Starbase 10 and suffered extensive damage and multiple casualties. The identity of the ship attacking the Valkyrie has not been confirmed, but sources assured us that it was likely an Orion…

» Federation Announces Joint Venture With Bajor

Posted on Wed Mar 8th, 2023 @ 9:42pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd in General News

After many years of planning, Starfleet Command has announced the pre-construction phase for a new space station, to be located on the Gamma Quadrant side of the Bajoran wormhole. This new space station, designated Deep Space Eighteen, will increase security in the Alpha Quadrant, help protect New Bajor and serve as a hub for further exploration in the Gamma Quadrant.

"This new station represents a continuation of the core tenets that guide the United Federation of Planets. We are excited about the opportunities its construction will open up. We are especially thankful for the pledged contributions from the Bajoran people…

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» A Complex Rescue, Part 4b

Mission: Mission 3: Under the Cover of Darkness
Posted on Mon Nov 2nd, 2026 @ 4:25pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Commander Rhiana t'Aegis

[ON]

Only two guards escorted the handcuffed Rhiana into the opposite direction to the rest of the away team. There were no cells here, at least no cells with force fields. Only regularly spaced closed doors. After several minutes, the small group eventually came to a halt in front of one that was in no way different from the others. When it slid open, it revealed an office of sorts.

It was austere and devoid of any decoration. The same artificial lighting as in the corridors. No window to the outside. A metal-grey desk with drawers and a comfortable-looking office…

» A Complex Rescue, Part 4a

Mission: Mission 3: Under the Cover of Darkness
Posted on Mon Nov 2nd, 2026 @ 4:24pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Commander Rhiana t'Aegis & Petty Officer 3rd Class Thyra Kevensdotter & Chief Warrant Officer B'Rala Of House Seeth & Petty Officer 1st Class Baris Demir & Commander Elizabeth "Beth" Boyle & Ensign Jillian Mox

[ON]

The guards rearranged themselves to create something of a corridor between the group of Starfleet prisoners and the cell to the right. One guard entered a code into the small access panel next to the cell and scanned his palm, which deactivated the greenly tinted force field. "Get in," he ordered the prisoners in Romulan, but helpful pushes and, again, rifle butts helped the prisoners to understand what they were supposed to do.

As with the other cells in this corridor, this was larger than the cells from which they had freed the prisoners. There were eight beds, or…

» A Surgical Strike, Part 3

Mission: Mission 3: Under the Cover of Darkness
Posted on Mon Nov 2nd, 2026 @ 4:20pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Petty Officer 1st Class Fhiri & Commander Jörgen Leed & Lieutenant Jackson Smith & Ensign Abigail Gordon & Lieutenant JG Jek'Lar Son of Koss & Lieutenant JG Hotaru Wymund

[ON]
The heat inside the conduit had been suffocating, but now they were in position. Crowded shoulder-to-shoulder along the narrow service recess directly behind the control center's rear bulkhead, the team moved with quiet, lethal precision. Through the composite plating, the muffled staccato of heavy disruptor fire, shouted orders, and the high-pitched whine of overcharged weapons reverberated directly into their bones. The battle inside was tearing the room apart.

Jackson checked the seal on his grip, his hazel eyes scanning down the tight line of faces bathed in the faint amber glare of Gantt's primed charges.

"Sound off when ready,"…

» Slingshot Maneuver

Mission: Sliding Doors
Posted on Mon Oct 19th, 2026 @ 3:40pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Petty Officer 1st Class Kipp Lak & Petty Officer 2nd Class Keith Potter & Commander Jörgen Leed & Commander Rhiana t'Aegis & Lieutenant Commander Elias Ford & Lieutenant Zub Enel & Lieutenant JG Bexalen & Ensign Ozai Y'zyr & Ensign Emilynn Dove

[ON]

Captain Jones squirmed in the command chair. It never felt comfortable to him. He'd made a note to have it replaced when they got back from the mission. If they got back from the mission. He'd been pleased that Starfleet Command had agreed to let a skeleton crew man the ship. Devon was happy with that. It meant more lives would be saved.

Looking around, he saw his XO where she always was. Lieutenant Lak was at the tactical controls. Lieutenant Llywedd was... yawning? While he sat at the flight controls. Jones never quite knew what to make of…

» Thirty-Seven Feet

Mission: Flashbacks and Side Quests
Posted on Thu Oct 8th, 2026 @ 3:38pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Commander Jörgen Leed & Ensign Ozai Y'zyr

[ON]

The gulls had been at it since five, quarrelling over fish that wouldn't be brought to shore for another hour. The noise sat under everything else that was happening in the harbor. Jörgen absorbed the morning bustle of Rødvig Havn. It smelled of diesel and warm tar and, underneath that, the distinct sourness of eelgrass drying on the breakwater. He'd arrived early to make sure the Solveig—thirty-seven feet of teak and old bronze, built the year his father turned twelve—was ready to sail, and now he walked down her deck barefoot, checking sails, ropes, and water supply the way…

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Posted on Thu Mar 5th, 2026 @ 6:37pm by Lieutenant Devin Hadenbeer

» Mister Jones, Mister Hadenbeer

Posted on Fri Jan 9th, 2026 @ 2:59am by Lieutenant Devin Hadenbeer

EARTH'S MOON, FORTY FOUR YEARS AGO...

He had no idea how long he had been unconscious. He had staggered away from the Bolian and could tell by the warm wetness running down his coveralls he had either lost control of his bladder or was leaking a copious amount of red stuff. Thirty seconds later the light headedness confirmed he still had control of his urinary system.

He knew where to find a first aid kit, other than the central security station. If he went there the Bolian’s associate would shoot him on the spot and to hell with the consequences.…

» Sister and Brother

Posted on Sun Dec 21st, 2025 @ 7:11am by Lieutenant Devin Hadenbeer

SEVEN OR SO YEARS AGO…

“All right,” Devin snapped commandingly to the collection of teenagers and adolescents in the auditorium, “That was not terrible.” her smile took the sting out of the lackluster praise and she was greeted with a few smiles, “I can tell whom amongst us is practicing and whom are assuming they know the piece by heart.” She gently tapped the podium with her wand and stated, “We will run through just one more time today and then I shall release you into the wild. Positions! And…”

Devin strolled home after the rehearsal. They were wonderful children,…

» A Monument of Ashes

Posted on Thu Dec 18th, 2025 @ 3:17pm by Lieutenant Devin Hadenbeer

FOURTEEN YEARS AGO...

Devin sat in the conference room with her attorney, Skye Nouri. Skye was a civilian but despite that there was an almost military bearing about her in how she wore her graying black hair in a severe low bun at the back of her neck and the crisp cut of her dark gray pantsuit. Nouri was going over some files on several PADDs and looked so unruffled Devin was certain she had taken tranquilizers. Devin herself attempted an outwardly calm appearance but she worried over how the preliminary hearing had gone.

Nouri did not seem to dislike…

» Forging Ahead

Posted on Thu Jun 26th, 2025 @ 4:50pm by Ensign Emilynn Dove

[Personal Log]

My time aboard the Firebird, followed by our current assignment on the Valkyrie, continues to be challenging. The transition from the structured and predictable environment of the academy has proven to be an adjustment. At the academy four months ago, my days were filled with rigid schedules and classroom lectures, all designed to prepare us for our eventual roles in space travel. However, that familiar structure has given way to the unpredictable and often chaotic dynamics of life aboard a starship. Each day presents an array of trials, testing both my ability to work collaboratively with the crew…