04-14-2017, 11:53 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-06-2017, 12:27 PM by Steve Malloway.)
EARTHDATE: 2392, November 23rd
USS Eagle, Captain’s Ready Room
1335 hours
It had been a long time coming; this day. 2 years, or rather just a little over, doesn’t sound like a long time in the bigger scheme of things but you could ask anyone in Starfleet and they would tell you that war can alter your perception of time.
In 2385 the Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet had been commissioned, with its role primarily being the exploration through the Federation’s Iconian Gateway. Needless to say there were some who were unhappy with this latest venture. They had said with so much still unknown it came with too much untold power over the Quadrants and many believed it to be Starfleet’s first act towards becoming the ultimate power and declaring war on all. So the Cardassians acted. With the Romulan Star Empire gladly willing to help.
On March 25th 2390 the first onslaught against the Gateway and Starbase Thrinacia had begun, as if out of nowhere. There was no initial report from Intelligence to say any of this would happen. To say the least, it had been embarrassing for Starfleet. Thrinacia was still 8 months away from completion on her upgrade to an Immense Class station, and many of her systems were still offline which had made for an easy target. So, in came the first fleet of Cardassians. The outer lying turrets were no match for the Cardassians without support, and they carried on straight for Thrinacia once these had been destroyed. The Starbase and what little support she had from only one small Taskforce put up one hell of a fight – they held their own for nearly 3 hours before backup warped in. Along with evacuation craft.
Command knew there was no holding the system.
The Gateway had been their primary target, and was easily disabled. Next up came Thrinacia. As the SSRF’s base of operations was at the point of no return the Cardassians withdrew, followed by a small group of Federation vessels… into a Romulan trap. Not 6 lightyears away a large Armada of both Romulan and Cardassian ships were waiting, wiping out the Starfleet Squadron.
Thrinacia had been evacuated, all personnel and as much equipment as possible had been beamed aboard freighters and evacuation ships as quickly as transporters could handle. The damage to the base had been so high it was a danger if anyone were left behind. As for the Gateway Control Station, that was no better. Control over the Gateway had been maintained enough for Aurora Colony’s initial team to get back through and warp to safety – they were just a Science team, minimal weapons. And so the decision had been made to leave the system and regroup.
2 years. 2 years of skirmishes, diplomatic contact amongst all major powers. No luck. Just battle after battle. Obviously the Cardassians felt they owed payback after the Dominion War, and you didn’t need to take more than one guess that the Romulan Star Empire were at a loss after the Hobus Incident, blaming the Federation for their loss. Their alliance was a match made in heaven.
The SSRF was pulled straight into the fight. Her ships and personnel had held their own well during the Battle at Thrinacia, despite the retreat. As such, command had issued a restructuring. They needed seasoned commanders out in the field, ones they knew would serve better on bridges of starships than behind desks at Command. Admirals Malloway and Morgan took voluntary demotions down to the ranks of Commodore, each joining Commodore Jackson heading up additional Taskforces within the 14th Fleet. This made room for a whole new command team to oversee and liaise with them. They made one hell of a team.
But 2 years takes a toll. Life was lost. Starships too. The damage was intense to the Federation.
Until now. Today was the day the official ceasefire was being brought into effect.
****
“You’d think they’d have a little more security and defence for this signing going on.”
Commodore Malloway turned from the small mirror in the room just off of his Ready Room, looking back at his First Officer. “Hmm, a good point I suppose. But Command feels this needs to show how willing we all for peace, and no representative is to have gone armed to the teeth.”
“Still, I think it a bad decision. More so that no one from the SSRF is present – not even Fleet Command.” The XO stood, straightening his jacket as he watched the Commodore place his pips back to his collar. “Still, it does mean some decent R&R for us and the crew.”
Steve nodded in agreement, a glance to the window in his Ready Room showed the streaks of the ship in warp as they zipped on back towards Earth. It had been a while since Steve had been ‘home’, infact the last time he was on Earth was for his daughter’s graduation from the Academy in 2389.
“Be good to meet up with old friends and colleagues that’s for sure. The whole Fleet deserves this respite from… well, everything.” Steve chuckled as he made his way towards his desk and picked up a PADD. His fingers danced across several buttons as input commands before he handed it to the Commander with a nod. “All done. Keep me updated on our progress to Earth,” The Commander nodded to his superior’s orders and turned beginning to leave the Ready Room before he was stopped and turned at Steve added, “and Commander, keep an ear to the ground.”
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USS Eagle, Captain’s Ready Room
1335 hours
It had been a long time coming; this day. 2 years, or rather just a little over, doesn’t sound like a long time in the bigger scheme of things but you could ask anyone in Starfleet and they would tell you that war can alter your perception of time.
In 2385 the Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet had been commissioned, with its role primarily being the exploration through the Federation’s Iconian Gateway. Needless to say there were some who were unhappy with this latest venture. They had said with so much still unknown it came with too much untold power over the Quadrants and many believed it to be Starfleet’s first act towards becoming the ultimate power and declaring war on all. So the Cardassians acted. With the Romulan Star Empire gladly willing to help.
On March 25th 2390 the first onslaught against the Gateway and Starbase Thrinacia had begun, as if out of nowhere. There was no initial report from Intelligence to say any of this would happen. To say the least, it had been embarrassing for Starfleet. Thrinacia was still 8 months away from completion on her upgrade to an Immense Class station, and many of her systems were still offline which had made for an easy target. So, in came the first fleet of Cardassians. The outer lying turrets were no match for the Cardassians without support, and they carried on straight for Thrinacia once these had been destroyed. The Starbase and what little support she had from only one small Taskforce put up one hell of a fight – they held their own for nearly 3 hours before backup warped in. Along with evacuation craft.
Command knew there was no holding the system.
The Gateway had been their primary target, and was easily disabled. Next up came Thrinacia. As the SSRF’s base of operations was at the point of no return the Cardassians withdrew, followed by a small group of Federation vessels… into a Romulan trap. Not 6 lightyears away a large Armada of both Romulan and Cardassian ships were waiting, wiping out the Starfleet Squadron.
Thrinacia had been evacuated, all personnel and as much equipment as possible had been beamed aboard freighters and evacuation ships as quickly as transporters could handle. The damage to the base had been so high it was a danger if anyone were left behind. As for the Gateway Control Station, that was no better. Control over the Gateway had been maintained enough for Aurora Colony’s initial team to get back through and warp to safety – they were just a Science team, minimal weapons. And so the decision had been made to leave the system and regroup.
2 years. 2 years of skirmishes, diplomatic contact amongst all major powers. No luck. Just battle after battle. Obviously the Cardassians felt they owed payback after the Dominion War, and you didn’t need to take more than one guess that the Romulan Star Empire were at a loss after the Hobus Incident, blaming the Federation for their loss. Their alliance was a match made in heaven.
The SSRF was pulled straight into the fight. Her ships and personnel had held their own well during the Battle at Thrinacia, despite the retreat. As such, command had issued a restructuring. They needed seasoned commanders out in the field, ones they knew would serve better on bridges of starships than behind desks at Command. Admirals Malloway and Morgan took voluntary demotions down to the ranks of Commodore, each joining Commodore Jackson heading up additional Taskforces within the 14th Fleet. This made room for a whole new command team to oversee and liaise with them. They made one hell of a team.
But 2 years takes a toll. Life was lost. Starships too. The damage was intense to the Federation.
Until now. Today was the day the official ceasefire was being brought into effect.
****
“You’d think they’d have a little more security and defence for this signing going on.”
Commodore Malloway turned from the small mirror in the room just off of his Ready Room, looking back at his First Officer. “Hmm, a good point I suppose. But Command feels this needs to show how willing we all for peace, and no representative is to have gone armed to the teeth.”
“Still, I think it a bad decision. More so that no one from the SSRF is present – not even Fleet Command.” The XO stood, straightening his jacket as he watched the Commodore place his pips back to his collar. “Still, it does mean some decent R&R for us and the crew.”
Steve nodded in agreement, a glance to the window in his Ready Room showed the streaks of the ship in warp as they zipped on back towards Earth. It had been a while since Steve had been ‘home’, infact the last time he was on Earth was for his daughter’s graduation from the Academy in 2389.
“Be good to meet up with old friends and colleagues that’s for sure. The whole Fleet deserves this respite from… well, everything.” Steve chuckled as he made his way towards his desk and picked up a PADD. His fingers danced across several buttons as input commands before he handed it to the Commander with a nod. “All done. Keep me updated on our progress to Earth,” The Commander nodded to his superior’s orders and turned beginning to leave the Ready Room before he was stopped and turned at Steve added, “and Commander, keep an ear to the ground.”
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Admiral Steve Malloway
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier