Welcome to the Epsilon Fleet Ops!
Starbase 369 – A New Era Begins in 2425
Welcome aboard, and thank you for being part of the story as we rebuild Epsilon Fleet. Operating out of Starbase 369, Epsilon stands at the crossroads of challenge and opportunity, where diplomacy, exploration, and tactical readiness converge.
Fleet Ops is the nerve center of our revitalized organization. From here, we coordinate starships, oversee strategic initiatives, and support the captains and crews charting the unknown. We are writing the next chapter of Epsilon, one that honors the legacy of what came before while forging boldly ahead into what lies beyond.
So dust off your duty jacket, settle into your station, and prepare to make your mark. The future of Epsilon Fleet starts now, and you're part of it.
Per tenebras, lux - Through darkness, light
Latest Mission Posts
» [USS Arawyn] Scars and Steel
Mission: Second Light
Posted on Sun Nov 2nd, 2025 @ 5:05pm by Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren
// Fleet Commander’s Office - SB 369 //
The doors parted, and Sabrina stepped inside.
The room was unmistakably the Admiral’s, austere, yet deliberate in every choice. The curve of the viewport cast pale light across the floor, catching the gleam of a mounted Bat’leth on the left wall. Sabrina wondered about that, the history, the meaning of it, and whether the Fleet Commander would ever open the door to such a discussion. Across from it, the model of the USS Archer caught the same light, its Sovereign-class lines cold and precise. Between them, the space carried the weight of…
» Destiny’s Son
Mission: Second Light
Posted on Sun Nov 2nd, 2025 @ 8:47am by Treon Brevor & Rear Admiral Josua Frost
=/\= Starbase 369, Cargo Access Corridor C =/\=
Two days.
That’s how long it took to find her — two days of incomplete cargo records, falsified routing tags, and security logs edited just enough to pass a casual audit.
Treon Brevor.
He hadn’t spoken her name in years. But the sound of it still carried weight — not nostalgia, just memory sharpened by time.
They’d first served together as ensigns.
He’d been in engineering, still convinced that systems made more sense than people.
She’d been in medical — direct, steady, always asking the one question he didn’t want to answer.…
» The Short List
Mission: Second Light
Posted on Sat Nov 1st, 2025 @ 6:58pm by Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren & Vice Admiral Suzanna Blokpoel
// Fleet Command Offices - SB 369 //
The message from Arawyn was short and to the point: Commander Holt had resigned, effective immediately.
Sidra read it twice, jaw tightening. The ship was already en route, less than a day out. That left no time to breathe, let alone replace an executive officer.
Holt gone. The ship still green. Command chemistry barely set. This needed to be worked through quickly.
She ran through names, trusted officers, possible candidates, but the list was thin. Too thin. Most were already where they needed to be.
Pushing back from her desk, she crossed…
» We can’t afford that kind of scrutiny
Mission: Second Light
Posted on Fri Oct 31st, 2025 @ 9:39am by Treon Brevor
=/\= Starbase 369 – Cargo Ring Access Corridor =/\=
The corridor echoed with the sound of Treon’s boots. At this time of day, the promenade above was thronging with people, but down here it was quiet — which was exactly why Deirdre had chosen to keep her office here. Out of the way. Out of sight.
Treon stopped by an unmarked door, glanced quickly around to be sure she was alone, then keyed in a code and stepped inside.
The room was small and crowded, a makeshift office wedged between cargo bays. A few desks were scattered with datapads and…
» Romulan Ale
Mission: Second Light
Posted on Wed Oct 29th, 2025 @ 12:07am by Rear Admiral Josua Frost
Starbase 369 – Deck 35, Residential Wing C
He hadn’t come to Starbase 369 for the view. The place was too clean, too balanced. Order so perfect it felt like a lie. Curved corridors, no corners to hide in, every sound measured. The kind of stillness that made you feel watched even when you weren’t.
He paused by one of the large viewports. The reflection that looked back wasn’t flattering – grey in the hair, faint lines around the eyes. Civilian clothes, dark blue and black, but posture still military. Hands behind his back, stance centered. The body remembered what…
Latest Personal Logs
» Never a Burden
Posted on Mon Sep 1st, 2025 @ 2:56pm by Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren
=/\= MacLaren MacCafferey Quarters =/\=
Sidra stirred at five sharp, no alarm required. Purpose steadied her, though her gaze lingered in the dim corners of the bedroom. The quarters had the right pieces, her people within them, yet they had not settled into feeling like home, not yet.
Stephen’s soft snore steadied the silence beside her. Sidra slipped from the bed with practiced ease, careful not to disturb the warmth they shared. She took her PADD from the bedside table and stepped into the walk-in closet, letting the door seal behind her before bringing up the light, sparing the chamber…
» Long Way Home
Posted on Mon Sep 1st, 2025 @ 2:53pm by Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren
=/\= Ten Forward - USS Arawyn =/\=
The laughter had risen another notch when Sidra decided she had reached her limit. Ten Forward shimmered with reflected starlight and the cut-glass gleam of too many toasts. The room felt smaller with each round of applause, every new knot of conversation tightening the air a fraction more. Music threaded through the chatter. The crew did what crews do on the night before departure. They watched their captain, they measured one another, they tried on the shape of the ship that would hold them together by morning.
Sidra set her flute of champagne…
» Dreamdust
Posted on Sun Aug 17th, 2025 @ 7:34pm by Rear Admiral Indi Hawk
It hadn't taken Indi much time to unpack. She traveled light. Her quarters were larger than she'd expected. It had been a very long time since she'd served on a Starbase this size. Once unpacked, she roamed the empty space for a bit. The living room, the bedroom, the bathroom. It was a lot for one person.
She let her mind roam as well. Wander freely like it did so often lately.
Duty had kept her away from her wife for a very long time. Sure, they still had their connection, but she'd purposely dimmed that some time ago. It…
» Per Tenebras, Lux
Posted on Sun Jul 27th, 2025 @ 11:12pm by Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren
The following is a personal log from VADM Sidra MacLaren.
=/\= Starbase 369, Fleet Commander’s Office =/\=
The office was unfinished.
Conduits lined the ceiling like exposed veins, a faint ozone tang still lingered in the air, and the promised panoramic viewport had yet to be installed. But the desk was solid, the terminal worked, and the fleet had arrived, at least on paper.
Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren stood with her arms folded, her eyes on the glowing LCARS display. The personnel record of Captain Sabrina June Corbin hovered before her, sharp and pristine.
Thirty-eight. That was young for a…