USS Malinche NCC-38997-A

ON: <USS Malinche Main Engineering, Day 5, 0930> Peters leaned back in his chair, his feet up on the desk in front of him as he looked out on Main Engineering from his office. It was nice to have the entire place to himself, even if it was only for the day. But as much as he enjoyed the abnormal qui...

ON: <USS Malinche, Main Engineering, Day 5, 0800> Peters walked into Main Engineering for the first time in 4 days to find it bustling with activity. Shaking his head, he walked through the room, looking at each and every console. This just wouldn't do. Stopping at the center of the main working are...

ON: <USS Tasmania, 05:07, November 24th, 2378> The sight that greeted Peters when he stepped off the turbolift on the main Engineering level nearly stopped him dead in his tracks. More accurately, it made him want to turn around, go to the shuttlebay and fly home as fast as he could. Nothing in Pete...

ON: [[LaFayette Park, Ivor Prime, Shoreleave 01, 1320]] Will had been all but forced onto the transporter pad by Lieutenant Summers (NPC), who insisted that he take some time off and let him and the other operations officers handle the rest of the technical stuff. When he tried to protest, his actin...

ON: <USS Tasmania, 04:54, November 24th, 2378> Peters nearly smacked into the doors to the bridge at a full sprint, barely skidding to a halt in time to keep from smashing his face against the unyielding metal surface. It took a second for the door sensor to register his presence and for the compute...

Those of you who deal with me outside of the Malinche know that I care a good bit about accuracy in regards to registries, even when the writers and art department at Paramount don't. (The USS Prometheus should have been NX-74913.) I think the best solution for accuracy would be to change to NCC-389...

ON: <USS Tasmania, 04:48, November 24th, 2378> Peters wasn't sure why he was awake at what his bed-side chronometer told him was an ungodly hour of the morning until he felt the ship shudder underneath him and heard the Red Alert klaxons begin to sound in the corridor outside his quarters. Only two ...

ON: <Unknown place, unknown time> Peters found himself running through a corridor, phaser in one hand, a tricorder in the other. He didn't know what he was running to, or from, but somehow he knew that the fate of the ship/station/place depended on him making a quick repair to the... something. Gasp...

ON: <Mess Hall, Day 4, 1130> Peters entered the mess hall and went straight to the replicator to order a large mug of coffee. After taking a large gulp he proceeded to order a ham and cheese sandwich with fries. As soon as it appeared Peters took the tray and found a table near the window. Davis ent...

ON: <Fusion Reactor 3, Day 4, 1115 hours> Peters wiped his sleeve across his forehead to keep the sweat from dripping into his eyes as the alarm klaxon that had been blaring for the last 45 minutes faded into silence. They'd finally locked down the core after figuring out that some of the control ci...

<Day 4, 1200> Begin Log: Murphy seems to be off my back, at least for a little while. The Impulse Reactor we turned into a miniature warp core while escaping the subspace rupture gave us a bit of a scare, but we were able to get it shut down and locked out of service within an hour. The surge of pow...

ON: <USS Malinche, Outside forward torpedo bay, Day 4, 1030> Peters had been very relieved at how anti-climactic that actual escape from the subspace fissure had been. While he'd had all systems prepared for heavy power drains in case the pull from the fissure had fluctuated as it collapsed, Peters ...

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ON: <USS Malinche, Forward Torpedo Bay, Day 4, 0940> "Alright, connect the Antimatter Inducer to the flow regulator," Peters said as he tried for the third time to make the Theta Matrix compositor fit into the space left in the forward end of the torpedo casing. "How are we doing on time?" Will pick...

ON: <<Forward Torpedo Bay, 0850, Day 4>> After stopping in Sickbay, Isabel headed over to where Peters' team was assembling. She wasn't sure what she could do or if she'd be in the way, but she had, after all, started off as an Engineer. It was difficult to simply sit around and wait. Seeing Todd, s...