MD: 8.2320 SS Fortune, Med Bay Ning hadn’t quite been ready for the maneuvers that Prince had decided to pull. He had been thrown to the side and lost his...
MD: 8.2321 Location: Command Center, SS FORTUNE "Yeah, we're in one piece, more or less, Mouse. But Prince isn't in any shape to insert underwater and...
MD: 8.2345 Location: A rocky beach, Yadalla Prime Senior Chief Cordell Burreson pulled himself up onto the abandoned stretch of rocky shore. Under his breath,...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: St Clair's Saviors By Chris Hatch and Bruce Summa MD 08.1915 <snip> Katrina followed quickly behind them and drew her weapon. As she...
The Past San Francisco Starfleet Academy 0734 ... John R. Prince stepped off the shuttlecraft and followed in line to the orientation center he took in a deep...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Dead Man's Hand By Chris Hatch MD 08.2100 Thwack. Thwack. "Still silent then, Commander Trewidden?" "Mwhahwwmmd mmimmm," replied Alric...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Safe Again By Chris Hatch MD 08.2125 Richard had helped St. Clair to his feet, then gently a chair. He had taken quite a beating but still...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Showdown A joint post by Chris Hatch & Jeff Jenkins MD 8.2350 Senior Chief Cordell Burreson bounded up the rocky outcrop from the shore in ...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Gone in sixty seconds... By Chris Hatch (sort of, I changed a few bits) "I wonder," Toad said to himself presently, "I wonder if this sort...
"Open the sun roof," stated Burreson. "Here boss. Since you're driving, you'll need these." The senior chief petty officer handed the special agent what...
MD 9.0230 The V8 engine in the hover car screamed as the vehicle topped the last hill. Immediately upon topping the hill, the team was met by the beautiful...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Briefing By Chris Hatch MD 9.0330 Location: SS FORTUNE "I need to check you over," demanded an indignant Ning. Trewidden put a hand on his...
MD 09.0730 Med bay, SS FORTUNE Finally Ning felt like he was getting somewhere, he had patched up the crew, at least enough to get off planet and away from the...
MD 9.0730 Katrina Primus flopped down on her small cot, letting out a sigh of exhaustion when she hit the thin mattress. She was by no way an engineer, but...
MD 9.0715 Cordell Burreson could be cantankerous at the best of times. With the guts of *his* little ship sprawled across the command center, computer core,...
MD 9.1125 Prince's Quarters ... John sat there in his room, contemplating the events that seemed to unfold around him. His crewmates, his new family. He...
MD 9.1300 SD 160921.0200 Katrina walked onto the tiny bridge and could still smell the twinge of smoke in the air from all the burnt out control panels. The...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Thoughts on Route By Chris Hatch MD 13.0830 "Computer, begin recording Mission Log." [Beginning recording, Stardate 160925.] "We've been...
MD 13.1700 Fortune JP's Quarters ... [[Priority Message]] "Recieve" John muttered as he walks around his quarters in nothing more than a half opened bathrobe ...
MD 10.2150 Ning's quarters. It had started with Ning inviting Cordell over for a quick drink before they both retired for the night, both had been working hard...
MD 10.2150 Ning's quarters. Katrina chuckled contently to herself. She had almost no idea why a drink that gave someone gas would be funny but she chalked it...
MD 13.1955 SS FORTUNE Burreson stood at the transporter controls. Nearby Ning fidgeted and checked Gunny again. “Doc, will you stop, you are making me...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Communications By Chris Hatch MD 13.1930 Richard sat alone in his cramped quarters aboard the FORTUNE staring into the small view screen. ...
MD 15.0645 SS Fortune Katrina sat quietly in her room on her tiny bed and stared at the walls. She had packed all of her belongings in the small chest that...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Transitions By Chris Hatch Much time had passed as the FORTUNE continued its trip through the dark empty space. The Gunny had been...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Transitions (Part 2) By Chris Hatch MD 16.1100 Shailen looked around the briefing room. This group she was infiltrating had already been...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Meanwhile the Romulans... By Chris Hatch MD 17.04445 "You are sure we've got the right ship?" asked sh'Uleart, who after recent failings in...
MD: 16.0830 <snip> "Excuse me Sir, Master-Sergeant Sandra Adams Sir, reporting for duty Sir. I've been assigned to your TASK FORCE." "Sit down...
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MD 17.0400 Shailen Aria Leron awoke early, whipped on a sweat outfit and headed to the gym to work out. She needed to release the stress she had felt built up...
MD 17.0330 GOOD FORTUNE, for all her size, was still a freighter. Someone who was not an engineer could mistake her for a warship on some levels because of...
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