USS Reyga - Captain's Log

USS Reyga
Ship's Log

OOCThis thread will contain the Captain's Log for everyone's reference! I'll be using it to provide summaries of events, ship's current status, etc. Crew members, feel free to add other official logs that are relevant!
CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99402.1

I have spent the past decade - my entire career - serving aboard Deep Space 13. It has been more than my assignment. It’s been my home, as much as anywhere else ever has. That alone leaves me feeling bittersweet as I record this, my first Captain’s Log.

I have just had my first real look at my new command, the Titan-class USS Reyga. I’m incredibly humbled to have been entrusted with this brand new vessel, and I look forward to writing the first chapter of its legacy. Of course, as much as I imagine inheriting a ship and crew from a previous commander brings challenges, so too does starting from the ground up. My day-one crew complement is only 105, out of 350. The rest will be arriving over the next two weeks, and a number of key positions will be vacant until they do.

One position that is thankfully not vacant is that of my first officer and science officer, Commander Sedai. Part of me feels guilty for stealing her away from Captain Varley. After all, she was already a DS13 fixture by the time I arrived all those years ago. It’s going to be a little strange, having her under my command in this context. It was different on the station. I didn’t often have to give orders to the head of counseling, so I never quite felt the awkwardness that I expected from suddenly outranking someone who had been something of a mentor to me. I have to admit though, I’m feeling it now. She’s been nothing but gracious, though, and those feelings have been pretty handily outweighed by the relief it’s been to have her help going through personnel files and sorting out the crew roster. Plus, there’s no one I’d rather have backing me up on the bridge.

The other senior staff position I’ve managed to fill promptly is that of Chief Medical Officer. Another one I poached from the station, Lieutenant Castillo. I don’t know him personally, yet, but he’s served as CMO aboard a smaller vessel in the past and he comes highly recommended. I’m looking forward to meeting once we’re settled aboard.

On to operational business. We’ll spend about a week in dock taking on supplies and equipment, and the week after that on basic maneuvers in local space. We should have the rest of the crew aboard by then, and be ready to head out on our first assignment.

That should about cover it for now.


CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99427.4

I was glad to hear that our last shipment of bulk supplies and equipment was safely stowed aboard this afternoon. I’ve started to get a little antsy, just waiting around. Anyway, in addition to handling some crew check-ins on the bridge, Commander Sedai will be overseeing some last minute calibration of the mission pod sensor arrays during delta shift tonight. I have to say, I’m looking forward to seeing the new transpectral sensors in action. Reyga’s supposed to be able to get clean scans inside areas where regular sensors would only show soup. If you believe the specs, anyway.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

Well, we had a little hiccup during the sensor calibration. Apparently a maintenance hatch between the primary hull and the mission pod was left unsealed during the ship’s construction. When we ramped up power for the calibration this caused the main computer to conclude that we didn’t have a pod attached, and safety protocols shut off all connections.

Obviously not a great start for the ship, but I’m proud of the way the crew handled it. Commander Sedai and Ensign Sadaann, the new Operations Officer, quickly diagnosed the problem from the bridge and devised a solution. Lieutenant Ralts took a shuttle out and coordinated with Ensign Ban to get the hatch sealed up properly. With that done, everything powered right back up and seems to be functioning to spec.

Two potted plants will be listed as casualties, but I’ve been assured they’ll both make a full recovery.

I’m going to order an extra day of systems diagnostics, just to make sure we don’t have any other surprises waiting for us.

Also, New Aberdeen Fleet Yards won’t be getting a christmas card this year.

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CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99440.8

We’re finally ready to get out there. The last of the crew boarded earlier today, and at the start of gamma shift, we set off on our first voyage. Our shakedown flight plan is little more than a sightseeing tour of V774 Tau, but it feels good to be underway.

Since things are going smoothly so far, I’m hosting a meet & greet in the officers’ mess. I’ve asked the senior staff to attend, duties permitting, and I hope to get a chance to meet some of the rest of the crew in a less formal setting. There’s more to getting to know a crew than chatting over replicated food though, so I’ve also booked Holodeck 2 and loaded up a training program for whenever the social scene slows down.

It’ll give the crew a chance to get used to working together, and --hopefully, give Katriel and I a bit of extra insight.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

Well … the drill didn’t go exactly as planned.

We got barely five minutes in before an altercation between Lieutenant Sono and Ensign Ban brought it all to a stop. I feel a little guilty over it, but Commander Sedai and I were monitoring the exercise, so we had a bird’s eye view of the whole thing. It sounds like the Ensign tried to use his telepathy to communicate, and the Lieutenant was displeased. When I called to check on her, she omitted the details and simply said that she wasn’t feeling well. I can certainly understand a desire for privacy, so for now I’m choosing to trust that if there’s something I need to be aware of, she’ll talk to me.

With the Lieutenant headed for sickbay and Doctor Castillo departing to tend to her, we were left a little shorthanded for the exercise. Between that and some, uh, hesitation on the part of the other group, I chose to end early rather than try to force things back on track. In the end, I guess the point of the drill was to get people working together, so I’m glad this happened in a controlled environment, rather than in the middle of an actual crisis.

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CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99443.0

Reyga is currently en route to the area of the Valdore Nebula. We’ve been ordered to provide support for Operation Free Haven. We’ve joined the USS October and a trio of Republic warbirds, and will be investigating some Tri’vokil outposts that have dropped out of contact.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

We’ve arrived at the first location, a mining station. It’s a mess. Somebody did a real number on this place. Far as we can tell, no tactical value, but somebody blew it to hell anyway. One of the Romulan Commanders thinks it’s a trap, a mass casualty situation to set up a secondary attack on responders.

October is heading up relief efforts while Reyga and the warbirds maintain a perimeter. Ensign Ban is leading an away team to assist on the station.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

There’s been an explosion aboard the mining station. Apparently Ensign Ban detected the device just in time, and got his away team away from it. He was injured in the blast, himself, but thankfully it sounds like he’s going to make a full recovery.

Meanwhile, we tracked the ships responsible for the attack into the nebula. Republic forces in the area will pursue, and they’re also taking over the relief efforts here. We’re heading back to DS13 once they arrive.

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CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99536.5

Reyga is in orbit of Takiri II, an M-class world near the Azedi border. This one’s been on the survey list for a few years, but its proximity to the Confederacy made it a low priority. With the risk of hostilities lower these days, we’re here conducting a standard planetary survey.

Everything’s been very mundane so far, with a variety of plants and animals life, but nothing having evolved near sentience. We have, however, picked up a very faint power reading. Nothing about it screams danger, so we’re sending an away team to investigate.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

Crewman Tresha suffered an accidental injury on the surface, and has been beamed back aboard along with Doctor Castillo. Thankfully, it sounds like the Crewman should make a full recovery.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99537.1

The away team is safely back aboard. Apparently they discovered the ruins of a small Azedi settlement, Frith castaways, possibly. The settlement was destroyed and there was evidence of phaser fire - likely Terrans, given the circumstances.

Should be an interesting report.

With our survey complete, we’re breaking orbit now, bound for our scheduled visit to Risa.

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CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99580.6

We’ve just made our scheduled rendezvous with USS Midway, RRW Virin and a convoy we’ve been assigned to escort out to Starbase 718. We’ve got four freighters hauling kemocite and a prisoner transport.

It’s the transport that worries me. This was a last-minute addition to the convoy. Midway’s CO wasn’t able to provide any information on who they’re transporting, their origin, or their destination beyond SB718. Worse still, they’re reporting some kind of sensor echo following them.

We’re totally gonna get shot at.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

We’ve managed to establish that we’re being followed by four cloaked ships, Romulan in origin - but definitely not Republic, and now they’re closing rapidly on the convoy. A scan of the prisoner transport shows no Romulans aboard, so we still don’t know exactly what these mystery pursuers are after.

We’ve dropped out of warp and gone to yellow alert. Captain Vel’s opened a channel and is attempting to warn them off, but an attack seems more and more probable by the minute.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

The four cloaked ships were, indeed, Romulan warbirds. Presumably Star Empire, but I don’t have confirmation of that just yet. The combat encounter was brief, but intense. One warbird was destroyed, another disabled - Midway’s sending teams over to secure it now - and the other two retreated. Reyga, Midway, and the convoy ships sustained minimal or no damage, but Virin wasn’t so lucky. Extremely unlucky, even. What looked like a potshot caused a massive secondary explosion and she took heavy damage and casualties. We’ve got medical teams over there helping out.

Ensign Ban was a standout performer today at the tactical station. Solid performance and creative thinking.

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CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99654.4

Reyga is back at DS13 preparing for our longest-range survey mission yet.

Just kidding. Our mission is a follow-up planetary survey of V774 Tau III - right here in DS13’s home system. This is something of a passion project for Ensign Yog’Sholegh, and I’m glad to see the young officer taking the initiative so soon.

The planet’s atmospheric conditions present a unique challenge on multiple fronts, but I’m certain the crew is up to the task.

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CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99720.2

We’ve been tasked with supporting a second contact mission to the Alessia. Ambassador Perim and her staff, who we’ve been transporting for the trip, will be visiting the planet surface to start things off. Afterwards, they’ll be returning to Reyga, where we’ll host formal negotiations.

While the mission sounds straightforward on paper, there’s a little more going on than meets the eye. First of all, Alessia is located within the Crossroads Nebula, so we’re dealing with all sorts of interference. Transporters, communications, sensors, are all going to be spotty at best. Beyond that, this second contact is more of a damage control mission than anything else. Our first contact was a bit of a disaster, with a Starfleet crew leaving the Alessians horribly offended by their lack of … pets.

Thankfully, we’re more prepared this time.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99727.9

Reyga’s been in orbit of Alessia for just over 16 hours now, and we’re preparing to receive the Ambassador and the Alessian delegation. One of the diplomatic aides has just informed me of a last minute development - the Alessian delegates are bringing their pets up with them, and they’d like to leave them in the care of our crew while we sit down in the conference room.

I don’t love the surprise, but I’m confident that the crew can handle pet-sitting for a couple hours. How hard can it be?

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

We’ve completed our meeting with the Alessians and are preparing to depart the system. All things considered, I think it went very well. We’ve certainly smoothed things over from first contact, and we’re parting on friendly terms. The Ambassador certainly seems pleased with the outcome, and I’m happy to report that the delegates’ pets seemed quite well taken care of.

Even the cat Lieutenant Sono was caring for, despite her wearing a hazmat mask for some reason.

Some things, I’m learning, the Captain simply doesn’t need to know.

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CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99827.2

Reyga has arrived in the Stukrid System to assist a Federation anthropological team studying a near-warp civilization. We’re to track down and rendezvous with a comet, and extract surface and core samples for study. Hopefully we’ll find that it contains materials matching something found by the anthro team, otherwise we’ll have quite a mystery on our hands.

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

Myself and most of the bridge crew have been … incapacitated in one way or another by some strange affliction. Lieutenant Sono was the first to seem ill, falling asleep at the controls. I was next, apparently fainting on the bridge. In sickbay I discovered that the Lieutenant was barely breathing. Despite an ongoing series of apparently random fainting spells, I feel completely fine. Most of the bridge crew arrived shortly later. Ensign Aenki was … literally on fire, constantly contained by the ship’s fire suppression system. Thankfully, his species is able to, uh, survive that sort of thing. Ensign Ban is turning green and tasting the air. Whatever that means. Ensign Sadaann seems terrified of his own shadow, nervous to the point of excess perspiration. Commander Kuvak is, uh, … I’m actually not certain. Acting, perhaps? And Katriel’s hearing piano music.

Needless to say, the mission will have to wait. I find myself wondering if Capta–

CAPTAIN'S LOG Supplemental

Though the mission had to be abandoned, for now, Doctor Castillo has managed to synthesize a treatment for our strange ailment. Almost everyone affected has been treated and is already recovering. Myself included. The only exception is Lieutenant Kholoi, who was apparently ‘patient zero’, spreading a viral infection around the ship while conducting her maintenance duties. She remains in critical condition and isolation while the Doctor and his staff work to develop a cure for her more advanced case.

Where and how the Lieutenant contracted the virus remain a mystery, but one we will investigate fully. With any luck, she’ll be able to tell us more once she regains consciousness.

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CAPTAIN'S LOG Stardate 99886.3

We made a “quick” detour back to DS13 this past week, in part to continue the investigation into Lieutenant Kholoi’s mysterious illness. I’m pleased to report that the Lieutenant is in stable condition, out of the medically induced coma. Physically, I’m told that she requires relatively little ongoing treatment, though the uh, more outlandish personality symptoms that we all experienced may still be affecting her. Further, she remains quite contagious, so she’s had to be kept in isolation.

The investigation on the station produced one potentially viable lead - the Lieutenant came in contact with an apparently unique “Oubbard Figurine”, very shortly prior to falling ill. She sold the item to an antique shop, which resold it to some Tellarite entrepreneur off-station. It’s … admittedly not much to go on, but it’s all we’ve got for now.

While we wait for more info on that front, Reyga is en route back to the Stukrid System to continue assisting the anthropological team studying the native first contact candidates.

(( Transcripts: Sickbay, Starbase ))