USS Altai (NCC-79009)

This is the edge of Federation space, where creature comforts are hard to come by. We're here to keep an eye on the Breen and whatever else may come across the border.

A cramped ship. A barren outpost. No support.

If you like the sound of that, you'd be just like us.

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Steamrunner-class • NCC-79009 • Task Force 86

On the far fringes of Federation space a desolate, barren group of sectors continues its distant and unending orbit of the galactic core. Devoid of all but floating rock, gaseous clouds and rogue planetoids, it remains a region traversed by only the foolish, curious, or those with something to hide. Dormant for years since the Dominion war, a listening post floats listlessly deep within asteroid field 1-SZ. Its empty corridors are as cold and lifeless as the frozen, unforgiving vacuum it inhabits. Abandoned but not forgotten, its automated long range sensors sweep an area not far from the Breen border, keeping a vigilant eye on the activities of the reclusive Confederacy. 

For decades, relay stations that snaked across the Alpha Quadrant transmitted nothing out of the ordinary. Quasar radio blasts, ion storms blowing through, neutron stars blasting radiation like lighthouse beams across murky seas of nothing all failed to even register as pertinent; too routine even for Starfleet’s exploratory mandate. That was until stardate 76228.7, 0600 hours, galactic central time. A single warp signature triggered an alert warning within Starbase 232’s Strategic Operations Centre. Then there was another, then another. 

Exactly what the Breen’s motivations are for encroaching upon this seemingly irrelevant pocket of space remain unclear. Beyond Izar, and even Dared, there lies only the Klavdia system; the non-humanoid inhabited site of a research institute not visited by the Federation in decades. The USS Altai has been dispatched for long range reconnaissance patrol and reactivation of Outpost 1-SZ. Whatever the Breen are up to, it’s up to Commander Torden Streth and the crew of the Altai to find out.       

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Name Position Rank
Commanding Officer
ID: 2187
Executive Officer
ID: 2223
Chief Engineering Officer
ID: 2223
Chief Medical Officer
ID: 2231
Hazard Team Leader
ID: 2231
Hazard Team Demolitions Expert
ID: 2284
Science Officer
ID: 2231
Captain's Yeoman
ID: 2208
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7 January 2022

Little Development, Part I

USS Altai: The Other Side of Us

Cooper has been roaming around the station trying to pinpoint the power consumption increase. It wasn’t a big deal, as per her calculations, the power generator in the cavern is more than capable of recharging what is used up, but it was an unexpected and likely an unscheduled operation that [...]

16 December 2021

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USS Altai: Spectres in the Dust

Astrid swallowed, her throat was parched.  She hoped that this “drinking” ceremony would actually net something for her to drink too. She wiped sand from the corners of her lips and steadied herself for what would come.  “Brown Tree honors me with his patience,” she said [...]

9 December 2021

Nighthawks

USS Altai: The Other Side of Us

Hanging dark against the pallor of his face, the skin beneath Torden’s eyes was a sunken navy blue. He exhaled, slumped into a corner seat of the officer’s mess. His antennae drooped towards the raktajino like boughs of an Earth willow stooping towards a river’s edge.  He’d seen those [...]