Welcome to the Space Station Cyrga!
Cyrga has reached across space and perhaps time to extend a call for aid - the Emissary must return. . . or all may be lost. Fleet Admiral Cerywyn and her crew were rescued from the epicenter of a temporal distortion that saved Starbase Versailles but should have cost Cerywyn and her crew their lives. Instead, she and the others awaken to a dizzying darkness. As the others come to, they learn they're not where they thought they'd be; Versailles was saved and so it would seem, were they - only they were a long way from where they started - finding themselves now in the Delta Quadrant not sure how they got here.
Over the last two years, with dwindling resources and a focus on other areas, Starfleet's mission in the DQ faltered, weakened and as that happened, the 'locals' grew restless and hostilities began to escalate. Not even Cyrga was a completely safe haven. Together, the ragtag group of would be martyrs have to come up with a plan of action to restore order in the Delta Quadrant, solidify the fleet's presence and shore up peacekeeping efforts and exploration in and of nearby worlds. Ahead of them, would be allies or adversaries - nothing is certain.
Latest Mission Posts
"Lt. Grace, would you come in here please" asked Cerywyn. A moment later the doors to her office slid open and Grace strode in, stopping just short of the desk. "Ma'am?"
Cerywyn handed her the PADD. "See for yourself." Lt. Grace scanned the PADD and then handed it back to…
Captain Jissa Tanner paced up and down in her quarters. Had it really been months? She was free to go almost anywhere, ‘almost.’ She’d tested the waters on occasion, to see how much latitude she could get away with. Very little, that’s what she’d surmised. The CSEC seemed to have…
Previously….Legion Flagship, IXL Whitestar…Near border of Klael Frontier….
“Approaching co-ordinates, Captain,” reported the helmsman to T’Albert.
+comm+ “Admiral,” T’Albert said into the command console.
+comm+ “Korin, here.”
+comm+ “We’ve arrived at the co-ordinates.”
Korin entered the bridge, followed by Feldengast. T’Albert rose from the command chair.
“Sensors?” asked Korin.
The Runabout Izinami docked with the station, it only had one passenger, a pale-skinned beautiful hybrid with lovely lilac-colored eyes which was odd for this hybrid, the young diplomat was looking over some PaDDs. "ma'am we have arrived at Cyrga station, we are just finishing docking procedures," the co-pilot said…
Cerywyn didn't know what to say. When she closed the comm link, it was all she could do to hold her small frame upright and not collapse into the depths of her chair. If ever there was a blow she hadn't seen coming, this was it. The orders were final.…
Latest Personal Logs
Posted on Mon Aug 30th, 2021 @ 6:26pm by Lieutenant Senn'Jos
Personal Log: SJR-308566
I have been upon Cyrga for a few months for now. I sort of wonder if Command has made a mistake on my placement here. I feel that this large station is going to push my leadership skills to their breaking limit.
We still have the prisoner,…
Posted on Mon Aug 23rd, 2021 @ 6:19pm by Commander Ray Fox
The trip had been long and provided more solitude than expected. It is the Gamma quadrant after all, still too little explored to be certain if nobody is nearby or if you are being watched closely. Ray exhaled slowly, looking outside the funny shaped window. He had arrived just a…