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
» Command Awareness
Mission: Second Light
Posted on Sun Feb 1st, 2026 @ 1:41pm by Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren
// Fleet Operations Secure Conference :: Starbase 369 //
The channel came up clean.
One by one, windows resolved across the display, not bridges or public spaces, but closed ready rooms, private offices, secured briefing compartments. Each commanding officer had taken the call alone or under visible encryption seals. Exactly as instructed.
Sidra’s eyes moved instinctively as the roster populated.
McKinney first, posture tight, jaw set. The lighting behind him was harsh and functional, the kind used when sleep had become optional. Valley Forge was still at Tavrik, and Sidra could see it in the way his attention never quite…
» Mackenzie’s Gambit: Inferno on Island Chain Seven
Mission: The Tavrik Accord: Orchestrated Chaos
Posted on Wed Jan 28th, 2026 @ 2:17pm by Commodore Stephen MacCaffery
Time: Day 3, Night (1900)
Dry rot haunted the warehouse, the same sour note that clung to court records left to molder in forgotten archives. Corruption lingered beneath the polished veneer, a warning written in mildew and memory. Each breath dragged up old disputes, the ghosts of arguments that never truly died.Sarah Mackenzie slipped through the gloom with the economy of someone who had made the law her battlefield. Every step was measured, predatory, the rhythm of an auditor who expected resistance and relished the hunt. The silver briefcase in her left hand felt insubstantial, a prop in a drama…
» Chain of Custody
Mission: Second Light
Posted on Wed Jan 28th, 2026 @ 12:36am by Vice Admiral Max Flammia & Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren
Sidra MacLaren did not rush the call.
She poured a fresh cup of coffee first, the second of the night, steam curling briefly before she carried it back to her desk. Her office lights were set low, the ambient glow tuned for late-cycle work rather than ceremony. With a quiet gesture, she disabled the one-way transparasteel that normally allowed her to look down into Fleet Operations. This was not a call that needed an audience, even a silent one.
She had served as Fleet Security Advisor for three different Starfleet subfleets over the course of her career. Long enough to…
» THE AUTOPSY OF A LIE
Mission: The Tavrik Accord: Orchestrated Chaos
Posted on Tue Jan 27th, 2026 @ 6:32pm by Commodore Stephen MacCaffery
Time: Day 3, Afternoon (1200)
The Medical Bay smelled of antiseptic, recycled air, and the sharp scent of blood from a fresh corpse.
Commander Sarah Mackenzie didn’t look up from her console. Her fingers moved across the LCARS interface with the percussive rhythm of a pianist playing a dirge.
“Dead men tell the best tales,” she said, her voice flat, stripped of the diplomatic veneer she wore for the negotiations. “Mostly because they can’t object to the interpretation.”
Commodore Stephen MacCaffery stood on the other side of the bio-bed, unable to meet Mackenzie’s eyes. He stared at Kelok’s corpse. The…
» Conditions Have Changed
Mission: Dreamdust
Posted on Mon Jan 26th, 2026 @ 3:31pm by Vice Admiral Sidra MacLaren & Rear Admiral Indi Hawk
Indi couldn't think of any good reason to postpone the meeting with Sidra again. Well, she could think of a million reasons, but none of which she could say out loud. At least she managed to get rid of her Yeoman by sending her back to her office to take care of some stuff. That way, she could make her way up to the CO's office from the mess hall without anyone looking over her shoulder.
Or were they looking over her shoulder?
Paranoid and annoyed, Indi arrived at the CO's ante room a few minutes later. Tugging down the…
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…