Stardate 42349 Commander Thomas Walker sat in the center seat of the USS Sagan's bridge. To his right was a more modest seat with its own dedicated console meant for the First Officer. It, like a handful of other positions, was empty on the scheduled day of their departure with their assigned officers meant to … Continue reading Taking Flight

Stardate 42310.7 The shuttlebay was cleared while the shuttlecraft Tucker was being guided in by tractor beam. Once the small craft was safely upon the deck and the doors closing the ship's personnel resumed their work. For a ship the size of the Sagan the shuttlebay and connected cargo bays were impressively large; between two … Continue reading Changing of the Guard, Part 2

Stardate 42310.5 "Are you looking forward to leaving Earth, Sir?" she asked, her fingers moving with practice over the shuttle's controls. She had red hair, freckles and an ensign's pip on her collar. After entering a minor course adjustment she looked up at Thomas Walker's reflection in the shuttle's forward viewport and smiled. Walker was … Continue reading Changing of the Guard, Part 1

The noise of a bustling starbase population was nothing compared to the pressure all of those personalities, thoughts and feelings put on a sensitive mind. In the case of Thomas Walker, he learned to filter it a long time ago; however, if he were being honest with himself, he was somewhat out of practice with … Continue reading Echoes of Guilt