U.S.S. Pathfinder — NCC-1774

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SD: 22650731
U.S.S. Pathfinder: “Hide n Seek”
by Ed Miller
<<snip From Mike>>
Jonathan’s eyes moved again.
“Jonas, make sure the brig is prepared to receive as many ‘guests’ as
possible and then proceed to conduct a deck-by-deck search of this ship
to make sure all holdouts are rooted out and dealt with,” he ordered.
<<End Snip>>
“Yes sir”, Adrian grabs his communicator as [...]

MD: 2.0155  (22650803.0155)
Scene:  CO’s Ready Room, Deck 7 — U.S.S.Andúril

Entering his office, Jack Hunter crossed the room with heavy footfalls, went to a cabinet and pulled out the bottle of tequila.
Glancing at it, he thought seriously about taking a shot or two as there was nothing that would make him feel better than to bury [...]

by Mike Tripp
MD: 2.0150  (22650803.0150)
Scene: Main Bridge, U.S.S. Pathfinder
Leaning back in the command chair, the Pathfinder’s captain could still feel the slight trembling in his hands, although he was able to conceal it from the ship’s crew.
Engineering had managed to overload the ship’s comm system and bring an end to torturous death of the Albion’s [...]

MD: 2.0105  (22650803.0105)
Scene:  Orion Interceptor
In the flash of transporter affect, Mekott disappeared from the Federation destroyer and reappeared aboard the slightly smaller Fortune’s Valor — the Orion Interceptor the pirate normally called home.
But just because it was slightly smaller than the now disabled U.S.S. Albion did not mean it was less lethal.
In fact, its [...]

U.S.S. Andúril: “Drawing Swords”
by Mike Tripp
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MD: 01.2315  ( 22650802.2315)
Scene: Main Bridge, U.S.S. Andúril
Capt. Jack Hunter sat with his buttocks firmly planted in the center seat where said buttocks were feeling rather restless.
Shifting his weight from one cheek to another did nothing to alleviate the situation.
So, the commanding officer of the Constitution-class heavy cruiser handed the [...]

He floated without sight or sound for a while, an indeterminate time. Eye closed, he drifted through a bright white void but soon he knew he was lying on a bier draped in white… only he could not feel the pressure of it on his back. “Still floating,” he thought. “There is something I should be doing…” though his mind could not grasp what. He cleared his curious thoughts and decided to open his eyes…

USS Pathfinder: Damaged and Damage Control
by: Ken Brown
MD: 2.0100 (SD: 22650803.0100)
Scene: Main Bridge, U.S.S. Pathfinder
Cornelius felt ambivalent.  He felt elated that his maneuver had saved the ship from another phaser barrage.  He also felt mortified.  The Captain had referred to him as ‘Mister’.  This was an appellation reserved for Ensigns.  Cornelius held the rank of [...]

Captain’s Log — Stardate: 22650803.0100
The Pathfinder was ambushed but what seems to be Orion pirates operating within the region.
When they struck, they did so with two ships — a smaller Orion Interceptor and the Larson-class destroyer U.S.S. Albion.
Both ships were cloaked giving them the element of surprise, meaning the pirates took time and effort to [...]

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SD: 226508.02
U.S.S. Pathfinder: “Duty is Never Free”
by Terry Christian
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MD: 2.0055
Scene: Main Bridge
Ensign Sturrn drew up short as events spun quickly away from what he had expected. The Captain’s sharp command refocused  his attention:
“Ensign Sturrn, back to your post,” Hunter ordered. “Turn us towards the incoming.”
“Aye, sir,” Sturrn replied and moved awkwardly back to his seat. [...]