I started watching at beginning of season 2 and 3 just end I totally love it can't wait til next season :)

Captive Captain
When we entered my quarters I was surprised to find that the table had been set up for a meal for two. There were several dishes to choose from some of my favorite dishes and apparently some of Rufus' as well. I had a surprised look on my face. I looked at Rufus: "Did you? Do this?" I asked.

"No." he replied.

"Well someone...Brighton to Bastion" I tapped my comm badge. Double time to my quarters!" I ordered.

"I smell a conspiracy." stated Rufus.

"I doubt it Fitz, I think I know who is the cause of this." The door chimed. "Enter!" The doors opened with a swish. "Bastion did you do this?"

"Captains, I can explain?" Bastion started.

"Do you remember when we first met? How did you like scrubbing cargo bays? I am thinking that it is time for you to have a refresher course!" I smiled when I said that.

"Sir, I...have been at your side for many years now. Never before today have I sensed what I sense in you now. Don't you think it's time you give someone a chance?" He asked.

"He's right Xavier." Stated Rufus.

"Bastion, get out. I'd better see those cargo bays sparkling by the time we get to the Badlands." I ordered. "As for you, Captain Fitzroy. Sit down!"

We ate slowly and discussed several of our adventures while in Starfleet. Rufus was a kind and gentle soul, but I also sensed a darker side to him. Little did I know I would see this side of him albeit briefly. We finished dinner and I prepared a traditional Vulcan tea. We took tea in the lounge area and spoke of the current mission at length. I entered the plan into the ships computer. We would be entering the badlands in about 4 hours. I tapped a few commands into the computer console in front of me restoring Fitzroy's comm badge. When I hit execute the computer responded with an error. "Captain Fitzroy's Comm Badge is functioning within normal parameters" stated the computer. Busted trying to restore it, "Aden, I fixed my badge hours ago." He stated dryly. I sat back and sipped my tea.

We both sat in silence staring out into space. The blue hue surrounding the ship barely allowed us visibility to the stars beyond the slipstream. "Rufus? What are we doing here?" I asked quietly.

"We are going to go blow shit up" he stated.

"No I mean, here, right now? What is this?" I asked "Are we on a date? A mission briefing? I am confused at this point." I stated.

"I think this is a mission briefing date" he replied.

We talked more at length about our backgrounds, he being a very young man of 29 and me and Octogenarian. He inquired further about my upbringing on Earth and why I had chosen the path I did. The ship suddenly dropped out of warp and came to a complete stop.

"Bridge, Report" I ordered.

"Propulsion offline, Shields are offline, Tactical systems offline." the comm officer stated.

The ship rocked and began to drift. Power began to fluctuate.

"Fitzroy to the Ruane" Rufus called into his comm badge.

"Ruane here sir." Replied his comm officer.

"Status?" ordered Rufus.

"Cruising at warp 15, on approach to the Badlands. ETA 1 hour sir!"

"Damnit! You are an hour ahead of us. We are stranded and under attack get back here!" ordered the Captain. "We'd better figure out what is going on and get this ship back together!" he cried out as we headed for the door.

The ship rocked violently again as we made our way to the bridge. The ship whirred back to life and straightened out. As we entered the bridge Bastion started spitting out the status of the ship. "All systems are back up Sir. I am not sure what hit yes but we are about to find out."

The shipped rocked again only not nearly as bad and the inertial dampeners went into overdrive. As we arc'd up and to the left a Cardassien Keldon Class ship came into view. It fired a volley of Photons.

"Return Fire!" I shouted. "Damage Report!"

"Hull breaches in sections 7-12 on decks 3, 4, 5, 6 and 7. Force fields weak but holding" another barrage of torpedoes smashed into the hull. The force fields dropped. Shields dropped. A barrage of phaser fire struck the ship. One of the nacelles was destroyed. Rufus took over tactical in a shower of sparks and plumes of smoke. "Reroute power to weapons" I ordered. Rufus released a spread of quantum torpedoes followed directing phaser fire to the Keldon's shields. 2 more ships appeared and began to fire as the first Keldon exploded.

Destruction and Doubt
The other Cardassian Keldon ships continued to pummel the Belfast. I had managed to send out a distress call before communications were obliterated. The Ruane was 15 minutes away and pushing itself to the limit. Fitzroy was trying his best to launch everything he could at the Cardassians and was continuing to fire phaser barrage after phaser barrage. I crossed over to the now vacant science station to check on the deflector. It was still online! I managed to increase power to the graviton generators and particle generators and released a gravity well in the vicinity of the two ships. It overpowered their engines and soon their shields dropped. They would be crushed in moments. They managed fire off another round of torpedoes, the aft section of the Belfast was shredded. We were done for. I called for abandon ship and the remaining crew made way for the escape pods. As the pods detached from the ship the Ruane warped in fired a few shots at the Cardassian ships taking them out and beamed an away team to my bridge. The station I was working on exploded I was thrown back across the bridge divider and landed just in front of the Captains chair. All went black.

Note that this is just me banging some words onto a page and I don't know if I'll actually finish it. It was just fun writing a little snapshot of action for Fitzroy. I also apologise profusely for the terrible pun in the thread name.





“Incoming!”

The shout rang above the alert klaxons and the rumbling of the straining engines. Through the smoky haze, I saw the Ferengi helm officer brace herself against her console. A moment later, the deck lurched, throwing the bridge into further disarray.

“Return fire!” My words were almost lost under a loud detonation from behind me. Spinning in my seat, I saw the aft station ensign thrown to the floor in a shower of sparks, the console he had been operating now burnt out and ruined. The bridge medic rushed to his side and began treating the ensign’s burns.

I swung back around to face the tactical plot on the viewscreen. We were almost through the line, sprinting the U.S.S. Ruane down the throat of the True Way blockade around Melos. For a moment, I felt a swell of pride in the ship and her crew; we were barrelling into the belly of the beast and we were holding together.

I punched the comm control on the arm of my seat. “Bridge to Engineering. Shaï, we’re going to need your signature move.”

The line crackled slightly as the response came back. “Alright, Cap’n, but don’t expect it to last long under these conditions.”

“Anything will help. Signal direct to the helm when you’re ready.” Jabbing the comm control again, I called out to the helm. “Sezo, when you get the signal from Engineering, let her rip.”

“Aye sir,” called the lieutenant in a steady voice. I noted to myself to consider a promotion for her; courage under fire and all that.

As I thought this, a green light flashed on the helm controls. “Punching it!” announced Sezo, as she hit the flashing control.

I was immediately pressed back into my seat by the acceleration. On the tactical display, the ship’s speed almost doubled as emergency power was roughly forced through the impulse engines. Another shudder shook the ship as a torpedo detonated on the shields, and then we were through the line.

“Nice! Get us into the radiation belt.”

“Aye, sir. Ten seconds to belt’s edge.” Sezo adjusted the ship’s heading a fraction.

“Let's see it.”

The display cut to a high-altitude view of Melos, a lush planet with swathes of purple-green forest across its continents. A shimmering band encircled the planet, high above the equator. It was into this band of radiation that the ship now plummeted at full speed.

“Five seconds.”

“Newt?” I called.

From my right, Cmdr Newton Harrison shouted, “Ready, sir.”

“Entering radiation belt now.”

“Hit it, Newt.”

“Yes, Captain. Matching our energy signature to the belt’s radiation.” He tapped furiously at his station controls, and I was almost sure I could hear the background hum change tone ever so slightly.

“Okay. We’re through the line and hopefully hidden from their sensors temporarily, but we need to make this rescue a quick one. Helm, take us into position above the colony. Newt, get the away teams assembled in the hangar. I’ll meet them there.”

Newt threw me a disapproving look, but unfortunately for him, I’m one of those captains. Always got to lead the way in person.

“Aye, sir, and please try not to make paperwork for me by getting shot up.”

I laughed as I rose from my seat. “You know me better than that, Commander. You have the bridge.” I strode over to the turbolift, barely waiting for the doors to open before ordering, “Main hangar.”



Melos was home to a small Federation colony. It was some distance away from the edge of the Badlands, and the blockading ships above had come far out of their way. They were after something—or someone. The bulk of the colonists had evacuated as the blockade fleet approached, but a science team had been trapped in the hills outside the main colony. Our job was to get them out and find out what the True Way wanted.

The radiation belt the ship was hidden in would pose no threat to the Ruane’s crew provided exposure was limited, but it had a scattering effect on sensors and transporters. The armed away teams were prepping their equipment when I arrived in the hangar bay, from where we would launch an orbital insertion on the ship’s runabouts.

I spied my chief of security easily. Despite the war, there are still more Klingons in Starfleet these days than there were twenty years ago.

“Mr Kuhr.”

“Captain.” The towering figure nodded toward the squads. “They are almost combat-ready. I have also taken the liberty of preparing the Captain’s Special.” He indicated a nearby bench with my preferred armour and weapon prepared.

“Excellent, thank you. Now finish getting suited up yourself and let’s get this show on the road.”

I strapped on my combat armour and holstered my weapons: twin pistols and a mek’leth sword gifted to me by Kuhr's mother the year before. The armour had a personal shroud that I suspected would come in handy on this mission.

The teams were prepped, Kuhr was armed to the teeth and I had my Captain’s Special. It was time to launch a rescue.

As the transport beam lights faded, I was left sitting there staring out the window. Growing up around humans and by not following the Vulcan ways I was one of the more emotional of the species. I WAS Vulcan through and through but I was not afraid of my emotions and had learned to control fear and anger. I had no control over the other emotions at all. I had, in fact, been known to cry on occasion. This was not such an occasion. Instead I wanted to learn more about this Captain Fitzroy....Rufus. I replayed our very brief conversation to see if I had missed anything and I hadn't. He had said I was cute but had a bad haircut. Instinctively I reached up to head and 'straightened" it out. I had the typical Vulcan cut. I also had blond hair. This was due to a gene that dated way back in my lineage. At some point one of my ancestors was in fact a Romulan.

1 hour later - on the bridge

I sat in the Captains chair for the first time.

"Sir the Ruane is hailing" the comm officer said.

"On Screen"

"Ahh Captain, good. How are operations going?" asked Captain Fitzroy.

I looked up at the screen. "Good Captain, we are prepared to leave now." I replied, slightly flushed. I hoped no one noticed.

"Good lets plan on leaving DS9 as originally scheduled. You look a little flushed, is everything alright?" He asked.

"Fine. Belfast out!" I said and the screen went dark. He had made it fairly obvious to my bridge crew that while I was perfectly fine before he hailed I was now a little flushed! Great! just what I needed. "I'll be in my ready room!"

The doors slid closed behind me. I crossed the room to replicate a coffee and try to collect myself. The door chimed. This ought to be interesting. "This better be important, Come in" I barked.

Bastion entered the room with a big grin on his face (Another humanish Vulcan trait). I motioned him in so the doors would close. I sat down on the couch and looked out into the space beyond DS9. I picked up a PADD and started re-reading the ships specs. "What is it Commander and I use the term loosely?"

"Aden...are you ok?" Bastion asked taking a seat on the couch.

"I am fine. What is it that you want?" I asked.

"Aden, I have known you far longer than you care to admit. I know when something is wrong." He stated.

"Now is not the time Commander." I stated. "I am fine, the ship is ready to leave for the badlands for a mission with a Captain that..." I was cut off.

"With a Captain you apparently have fallen in love with, or at least extreme like" He finished.

"That will be all Ensign!" I barked and motioned for him to leave. "Love" I said quietly as he departed.

Bastion knew all too well that I would not demote him to Ensign. As he walked towards the bridge he turned and looked back at me with concern. After he left I went to my desk and picked up a PADD, it seems a Captain and his PADD’s are not soon parted. It just so happened to be Bastions tactical logs. I skimmed through them looking for anything out of the ordinary when my comm badge started to buzz.
“Brighton here.” I stated

“Ahh good…Captain, the Ruane is ready to depart lets head to the Badlands” said Captain…err…Rufus.

“Very good Captain. Bridge disconnect from DS9 and depart.” I ordered. “Take us to the Badlands warp 8.”

“So Aden, I thought a little dinner, perhaps some Romulan ale aboard the Ruane might let us get to know each other a little better.” Said Rufus.

“I have a better thought, you come over to the Belfast and we will dine here.” I stated. With a flash of light Rufus was standing before me. “Damnit I hate when you do that!” I said. I stood up and motioned him towards the door. We stepped on to the bridge and I saw Bastion smile a little as we walked over to stand in front of the view screen.

“Ruane, Ahead to the Badlands, Warp 10.” Rufus said turning to look at my reaction.

“Helm, advance to warp 13, execute.” I ordered. “Comm cut all communications with the Ruane. Comm silence until we get to the Badlands. Disable Captain Fitzroy’s comm badge for everything other than ship communications.” With that said I turned and walked to the Turbo Lift. I glanced at Fitzroy and shot him a quick wink. He was now captive aboard my ship.

I only just got into the series. I tried watching the first episode ages ago, but got turned off by the first 5 minutes of it and turned it off. Decided to try again, last week and Amazon helpfully offered to let me resume viewing from the point where I got annoyed and turned it off (so I could avoid the part that annoyed me) and I quite liked it.

So much that I had to binge watch it until I got up to the end of the current series. (Yay for Video On Demand).

Now I'm jonesing for the next series and it doesn't start until next summer. >.

the whole issue is vexing though *bangs head*

My career through the ranks at Starfleet is a very bland story. Needless to say once I hit the rank of Captain it was a slingshot trajectory to Vice Admiral. I spent a great deal of time fighting Nausicans, Klingons, Romulans and Remans. A very small amount of time fighting the Cardassians and Jem'Hadar. I spent most of my days between ESD and DS9. This particular part of my tale starts at DS9.

I was sitting at a table on the Promenade sipping coffee. This was a beverage I was introduced to on earth during my youth. I was particularity fond of strong coffee with a dairy product known as cream. It was heavier than milk but not as heavy as the cream you would use to make various other confections of Earthen History. I digress, I was enjoying my coffee and catching up on some duty logs I had neglected when across the way I spied him. I had no idea who he was but I knew he was Starfleet and slightly higher rank than I. It never fails I always wanted that which was out of reach.

"Sir?" I heard the voice speak

Half in daze I responded, "Yes what is it?" then I looked up to see Bastion standing before me. "What is it Bastion?"

"Sir the new ship is ready for inspection. When you are ready. Sir" Bastion explained excitedly.

"Get on board then and prepare the troops I will be along shortly." I replied

I got up from the table having finished my coffee and he was still there at the Kiosk. It appeared he was trading various items. I walked over to the Kiosk and began browsing the various items that were set out. I got a glance of his name plate on his uniform. I tapped my com "Brighton, ready to beam up" I stated within his hearing range. I vanished in a quick flash of light.

I stepped off the transporter pad and entered the corridor. Bastion knew me well enough to know that I did not like all the pomp and circumstance of announcing my arrival, so met me in the hallway. We walked in silence towards the science section. He knew I would start there and then work my way through engineering and finally tour the crew general quarters. I would receive shift reports in my ready room at 1800 hours and review them with the senior members of my bridge officers. I preferred complete silence when going through the routine inspections and would send my reports to the department chiefs 2 days following (that would give them time to fix anything before my report came out). I glanced around the three labs and moved on towards engineering. In the last Intrepid star ship I Captained they were in close proximity to one another. Bastion corrected me by guiding me to the nearest turbo lift. It seems in this ship Engineering was located a few decks down.

I entered engineering and marveled at the newest version of warp core installed into my ship. I glanced around the area as the Chief and his team stood at attention.

"Chief, you have a rattle somewhere, find it and fix it." I said as I walked out. "Bastion, if you don't mind show me to my quarters now." I stated

"Sir, your quarters are now on Deck 2 below the bridge. In fact Deck 2 is basically yours. If you don't like the configuration we set up please let me know I will correct it." he stated.

-to be continued, shortly-

I entered my quarters and found them to be quite sufficient. I replicated a coffee and sat down at my desk to begin pouring over the plethora of PADD's sitting on my desk. My combadge buzzed: "Sir, incoming transmission from DS9" stated the voice. "Put it through" I replied

"Captain, Kurland here. I don't suppose you have time to assist in a mission? I know you haven't had a proper shakedown but there is a problem in the Badlands. I wonder if you might assist Captain Fitzroy with the Cardassians there. Apparently they have staked out claims on several moons there and have Orbital weapons protecting them."

My jaw dropped. How could this be possible? I literally just stalked him on DS9 and now I am being thrown into a mission with him. I hadn't even the time to look up his Starfleet records.

"Captain?" queried Kurland. And again a few seconds later, "Captain, can you hear me?"

"Yes...sorry. I will contact Capt. Fitzroy shortly, Brighton out". I replied.

No sooner had I ended the com with Kurland (whom I secretly despised, yes a Vulcan can despise something) when a flash of light appeared and there before me was Capt. Fitzroy. As the transport beams abated I could see he was facing the wrong direction which gave me a moment to compose myself.

"Captain? What an interesting entrance." I stated as he turned around to face me.

"Well you know, some of us do like to make an entrance. Call me Rufus." He replied quietly crossing to the replicator.

"So I have just been informed we are going to the Badlands. This ship hasn't had a proper shake down but according to my crew it's ready to fly." I stated.

"What are your thoughts on the mission?" I queried. I stood up and approached Cpt. Fitzroy. "Didn't I just see you on the Promenade? You were looking at explosive devices, if I remember."

"Yes and your blatant beam up gave me an idea. Yes, I noticed you looking at me as you said, and I quote "Brighton, ready to beam up". I knew it was more than just the typical beam me up Scotty routine. I immediately told that twat Kurland I wanted you on the mission with me...besides your cute with all that straight blond hair and blue eyes. Too bad you can't get a good haircut."

I sat down on the couch staring at him. He had known I was 'stalking' him! I was quite beside myself.

"Let's see what this bucket of bolts can do. We depart in 3 hours" with that said he tapped his com badge and disappeared into a zillion lights.

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Looks very nice!

I would almost apply just out of enthusiasm!
However, I don't play STO every day or every week and also don't know enough about the game mechanics to be a help to those who need to know more than just the basics :(

Still, good luck Geo and everyone else who joins the committee!

You dont really need to be an expert just willing to help and share any tips, advice or tricks you've picked up along the way :)

I think my favorite part had to be "you Wookie piece of %@#*. :laugh:

Other basic requirements should include a big welcoming hug to new/returning members :3 *glomp*

OMG I just peed a little watching this! I think I woke up my husband laughing so hard!

Looks very nice!

I would almost apply just out of enthusiasm!
However, I don't play STO every day or every week and also don't know enough about the game mechanics to be a help to those who need to know more than just the basics :(

Still, good luck Geo and everyone else who joins the committee!

This is an excellent idea and I wish you all the best with leading this new group, Geo! :)

As a Fleet Captain, I've had the great honor of assisting many new members to Stonewall on a fairly regular basis with any questions or concerns that they may have. There's a certain satisfaction there; knowing that you were able to assist them, while also making their transition to a new gaming universe easier.

I absolutely encourage those who are interested to contact MrIzzy ASAP! :)

Step right up Step right up *hums the theme to LOVE BOAT* I am extremely excited about this new project and look forward helping new/returning members

Hi Demzon, I am currently logged in SWTOR and attempted to whisper Alis'on to see if you were online and got the message back that "Alis'on was not in my faction". I was logged in on one of my KoS alts which makes me think Alis'on is an Imperial toon? Is this a possibility or could I have misspelled her name? I'll also log into an Imp alt and check that side to see if I can catch you on.

And we all know that 'Sensitivity Training' is a legalese term used in situations like this so that companies can get away with continuing to employ people that treat their customers terribly and not get sued... while still continuing to pay lipservice to the LGBT community, especially in the travel industry where we represent an outsize share of the travel economy as a whole.

what a terrible thing to happen.

Invite please if some one is going to be on for KOS. My toon is Alis'on. I'm going to sign in here in a short bit, and be on for a while, possibly AFK for short periods due to cooking. No idea when I'm on again after that.

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Good Day Stonewall Fleet,

As our Fleet grows, we face an ever increasing challenge; Sharing the spirit of Stonewall with our new and returning fleet mates. In addition to our Fleet and Community growing on a regular basis, so too is the game which brings us all together. With the recent game expansion in Legacy of Romulas, we are experiencing a high rate of membership applications, and an even higher rate of inactive fleet members returning to the game. To that end we have begun to develop a new tool in our ever expanding universe.

The "Welcoming Committee" was a concept that came to fruition based on a need of the Fleet Leadership for general fleet member social interactivity. The basic idea is that we would have a team of seasoned and social fleet members that would go the extra light-year to help those that have just joined the game, or are relearning new game mechanics from their brief absence away from the community.

The committee will be lead by our very own super-socialite, Geo. The committee will directly report to the Fleet Morale Department; with periodic interactions in the Fleet Resources, and Fleet Membership Management departments on as 'as needed' basis. This committee will not be a Fleet Leadership Team, but a Social Interactivity Group.

The basic requirements of this position are:

• Identifying and welcoming new fleet members via the fleet website in the 'Start Here' forums.
• Share the upcoming fleet events, and social group pages on the fleet website.
• Interaction with new, returning, and current members of Stonewall Fleet via in-game Fleet Chat.
• Asking new/returning members if they have any questions about new or updated game mechanics.
• Offering new/returning members tours of the Fleet base and Holdings.
• Offering to Team-up with the new members to assist in the leveling their character.
• Offering to aid the new members with ship/personal items or EC in order to educate them on how to use vendors, the exchange, and the different uses of the items in game.

We are seeking several fleet members to submit a request for application to a position within this new group. Please contact me directly to begin the process. All request are confidential and will not be disclosed outside of the Admiralty.

I look forward to developing this new and exciting component of our flourishing family with all of you.

Admiral MrIzzy Out

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Anyone have other ideas for how we can deal with this?

Limit the uniforms to Romulan Republic, RomFed and RomKDF.

RR uniforms are unlocked immediately after you leave your colony and take command of your first ship, they are pretty much universal to any Romulan character with a ship.

RomFed and RomKDF unlock when you make your allegiance choice, and since making the allegiance segregates you to a different fleet, it doesn't seem like a bad option.

Only pay attention to the tunic/jacket, trousers, boots and gloves. The belts and chest gear can be seen as profession specific. (Which is how they look, anyway.) Put them in the to be voted for pictures, anyway, to add a touch of grit and/or flair.

Also bear in mind that, because of a tailor bug, pants/skirt settings for fleet uniforms will not save, so if we want the bottoms to be a part of a fleet uniform, we must have the settings *written out* somewhere on this website so we can fill in the appropriate settings manually. I highly recommend that we do the same for all fleet uniforms.