“I had my choice of any job in the fleet. I didn’t want some cushy job …I wanted this. The farthest reaches of the galaxy. One of the most remote outposts available. This is where the adventure is. This is where heroes are made. Right here… in the wilderness.” – Julian Bashir, 2369 (“Emissary”)
Commissioned in the year 2293, shortly before the signing of the Khitomer Accords, the Watchtower-class Eos Station was a military outpost along the Romulan Neutral Zone. Charged with gathering intel on the Romulans, defense of the Federation borders, and keeping tabs on our Romulan neighbors, Eos Station was the best of the best. Equipped with all the latest technology of the day, Eos Station was a shining beacon for the Federation.
Following the Tomed Incident in 2311, the Romulan Star Empire entered a prolonged period of total isolation. In that time, politics changed, people changed, and the Federation’s needs changed. Once a part of the old guard, Eos was relegated to an overequipped, unimportant outpost along a border of the Federation that seemingly no longer mattered. Over the following decades, Eos fell into disrepair due to her low priority status. 2400 was the year that changed everything for Eos Station as the collapse of the Romulan Star Empire of Rator and de facto Romulan civil war changed the landscape once again. Revived and brought back to life, Eos Station is called upon again to serve the borders of the Federation, this time opposite Romulan space from the Romulan Free State, as well as many other unknown independent Romulan factions all vying for control.
With T’Met and Freecloud as your neighbors, what could possibly go wrong?
It had been a rather lengthy discussion, with various points being brought up. Robert knew his argument would not prevail, but he still had to push for good people. “This is not a wise choice, Sir,” he protested. “Eos is simply not ready for an event of this status. [...]
It has been a busy time since she arrived at Eos Station. The condition of the station is not the best. The personnel is hanging with a thin gray thread, and being unable to provide proper care to everyone without burning herself out was almost impossible. Arwa sighs as she leans on the wall for a [...]
The reports continued to stack up, and Longfellow continued to organize them as they were completed. The physicians were settling in while the orderlies were becoming familiar with the inventory and where everything belonged. The beds were still an in-progress item, and he'd made a note [...]
Mike had just wrapped up the last of his meetings, and made it back to his office, padd in hand to download data into his terminal. As he did so he realized that the reports he’d requested had also been sent in, leaving him with an overwhelming amount of data, and a whole hell of a lot of [...]