Lt. Commander Solaris McLaren - First Real Meeting.
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Jul 23, 2026, 12:55:35 AM (yesterday) Jul 23
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((The Tru Tone – San Francisco District – StarBase 118))
One day Sol was going to have to visit the Constitution again. It had been her first real ship, she didn't count the week she had spent on the Columbia. The Galaxy-class had been her home for years before 118. For now though she would have to settle for hearing of their exploits as a 3rd party.
C. Foster: Ah, they just got a new first officer – Bael, the Counselor took the role. The Conny just got some major refit upgrades at Tucker Station and we recently solved the mystery of what happened to the USS Icarus – the experimental hyperwarp drive ship that disappeared 137 years ago.
A new XO. That seemed to be going around... maybe it was a virus. The name wasn't one she recognized, but if Jalana was tapping them to be XO, then they had to be capable at the very least.
McLaren: The Conny finally getting upgrades... about time. :: She paused. :: And yes I did read about the Icarus incident... but Im sure you have some juicy details.
She winked.
C. Foster: You’ll be shocked if I tell you that they got caught in a subspace rift, and the crew got phased in a chroniton anomaly. They thought six days had passed – surprise! 137 years.
She would not have been surprised. The amount of times that happened to Starfleet ships was... shockingly high.
McLaren: I cant imagine what that would be like, being that far in the future... :: she paused. :: Or the past for that matter if it were to happen. Manage to get the ship back then?
C. Foster: We rescued forty-eight of the crew. The ship’s warp core breached as soon as we pulled it out of the rift, so the Icarus is officially destroyed. But forty-eight survivors live on in this brave new galaxy.
Sol frowned slightly. The loss of a ship was never easy, especially if it conincided with a loss of life.
McLaren: Well, at least some of the crew survived. Have you kept up with what was going on here?
C. Foster: Nope, only that you guys recently had a memory loss incident. Everything else is classified for a Chief Medical Officer.
McLaren: Thats about the long and short of it... some pretty nasty power cores caused a power surge in a sculpture... many of the crew lost a few-ish years worth of memory. Not much more to say there really... thought eh storm in the commercial sector was legendary...
Sol was glad she hadn't, though, thinking about it not much would have actually changed for her perhaps.
C. Foster: I keep whatever tabs I can on you guys. You know, I like knowing my friends and family are safe.
Sol grinned.
McLaren: I fully understand what you mean. I look out for the Constitution in the news just to make sure Jalana hasn't gone and crashed her ship or something...
Not that she would do so purposefully, but sometimes the galaxy had other plans.
C. Foster: Response?
McLaren: You know its so strange... I consider Wyn a brother, truly... but until now this is the first time we've said more than a few words in passing.
C. Foster: Response?
One day Sol was going to have to visit the Constitution again. It had been her first real ship, she didn't count the week she had spent on the Columbia. The Galaxy-class had been her home for years before 118. For now though she would have to settle for hearing of their exploits as a 3rd party.
C. Foster: Ah, they just got a new first officer – Bael, the Counselor took the role. The Conny just got some major refit upgrades at Tucker Station and we recently solved the mystery of what happened to the USS Icarus – the experimental hyperwarp drive ship that disappeared 137 years ago.
A new XO. That seemed to be going around... maybe it was a virus. The name wasn't one she recognized, but if Jalana was tapping them to be XO, then they had to be capable at the very least.
McLaren: The Conny finally getting upgrades... about time. :: She paused. :: And yes I did read about the Icarus incident... but Im sure you have some juicy details.
She winked.
C. Foster: You’ll be shocked if I tell you that they got caught in a subspace rift, and the crew got phased in a chroniton anomaly. They thought six days had passed – surprise! 137 years.
She would not have been surprised. The amount of times that happened to Starfleet ships was... shockingly high.
McLaren: I cant imagine what that would be like, being that far in the future... :: she paused. :: Or the past for that matter if it were to happen. Manage to get the ship back then?
C. Foster: We rescued forty-eight of the crew. The ship’s warp core breached as soon as we pulled it out of the rift, so the Icarus is officially destroyed. But forty-eight survivors live on in this brave new galaxy.
Sol frowned slightly. The loss of a ship was never easy, especially if it conincided with a loss of life.
McLaren: Well, at least some of the crew survived. Have you kept up with what was going on here?
C. Foster: Nope, only that you guys recently had a memory loss incident. Everything else is classified for a Chief Medical Officer.
McLaren: Thats about the long and short of it... some pretty nasty power cores caused a power surge in a sculpture... many of the crew lost a few-ish years worth of memory. Not much more to say there really... thought eh storm in the commercial sector was legendary...
Sol was glad she hadn't, though, thinking about it not much would have actually changed for her perhaps.
C. Foster: I keep whatever tabs I can on you guys. You know, I like knowing my friends and family are safe.
Sol grinned.
McLaren: I fully understand what you mean. I look out for the Constitution in the news just to make sure Jalana hasn't gone and crashed her ship or something...
Not that she would do so purposefully, but sometimes the galaxy had other plans.
C. Foster: Response?
McLaren: You know its so strange... I consider Wyn a brother, truly... but until now this is the first time we've said more than a few words in passing.
C. Foster: Response?
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