Commodore Anarita Jat

I am beginning to find life on Starbase 410 very frustrating. Yes, I know Vulcans aren't supposed to have emotions but, this may come as a surprise to many of you, we do. But because many of us also possess telepathic abilities in varying degrees, it is considered bad taste to broadcast our emotions in public. Not all Vulcans follow the disciplines of Kholinahr either. Suraks' philosophies of peace and logic are a way of life to Vulcans and for the most part are quite enough for ordinary life.

However, what is it that I find frustrating? It's the little things. My job here, at the Starbase is, to make sure everything runs smoothly and efficiently. To make sure that equipment, shuttles, weaponry, navigation, computers, security etc., etc., are where they supposed to be and doing what they are designed to do. And to make sure that Anarita signs the appropriate paperwork at the appropriate times. It is my job to make sure that this Starbase is always ready for whatever situation that may present itself. Yet everyone thinks that to gain access to all this, they have to see the Commodore. Why?

Perhaps I will never understand.

Most of the time the Commodore doesn't know what facilities or equipment are available for distribution or use by Starbase personnel and has to ask me anyway. So, why waste her time? I find this totally illogical! Wouldn't it save time if all those requiring said facilities/equipment came to me direct or used the proper procedures? That is what they and I are there for.

Because of my physical limitations, I do not leave the Starbase apart from the occasional visit to the Vulcan Medical facility for treatment. This is why I was assigned here. So that, no matter where everyone else goes, the Starbase still functions.

Take the other day for example. The Klingon Ambassador wanted a shuttle for a special mission. Who did he go to? Yep, you guessed it, the Commodore. But, because she had only just returned from one of her own missions, she had no idea which shuttles were available or suitable for his request. Therefore, she had to ask me. But because I was in the cargo bay, supervising a recent delivery of much needed spare parts, I could not give her an answer straight away as the information could not be accessed from where I was. Apparently the Ambassador was not amused at having to wait for his shuttle request to be processed. Later, it transpired that he had deliberately waited for her to return before making his request. Yet, had he taken the logical route and sent his request to me, I would have been able to allocate the shuttle, well over 4 hours earlier!

I have just been informed that more of our supplies, requisitions and personnel have arrived.....

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STARBASE PROMOTIONS

Starfleet

Klingon Embassy

Civilian Service Awards

The memory of you all, sings in blood. I feel it is time to tell you what it means to me to be a Klingon Warrior....

The crew discover a wormhole, which is unfortunately in the late stages of decay, however Harry and Torres find a way of sending a subspace message and discover a Romulan vessel on the receiving end.

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What is going on here you may well ask yourselves. Have we been assimilated by the Lutonia? The answer is no of course you haven't. This is a bold new idea for two clubs, such as ours, to show something that no other clubs in the country have yet to achieve. Due to constant bickering about who has the best club in the UK, and who is better than who. Who cares as long as we all have fun and, that as far as I am aware, no one else will achieve what we have achieved so far between us. Namely a good friendship and good awareness of each other.

For me personally, Starbase 410 has been growing on me ever since we met. And I just wish you didn't all have to live so far away in the Delta Quadrant, or is it us, hard to remember after so much Romulan Ale.

Well, I hear you say, stop waffling on and tell us what the Lutonia has been up to, apart from partying! Well, just recently, we embarked on a Ferengi mission to set up trade with local commerce. An away team, including myself, had a free dinner and drink with members of the Round Table before assimilation took place. The result being more funding for us and we are on the Christmas Float next Christmas ho! ho!

We are also playing a major part in the Luton Carnival on May 31st and have been invited to have either a float or a walking entry. Bearing in mind this is the second biggest Carnival in the Country and means massive publicity for any Club taking part. Now we have a mission to assimilate that first prize, for best newcomers, from other groups taking part. But although we will all be in a uniform of some kind we need that final touch - Klingons, our one klingon cannot make it and in order for resistance to become futile, we need Klingons, Borgs and Starbase volunteers to help our cause. This would be a joint mission and of course we would expect to help your causes as well, if needed, in return. Collections would be for charity.

We are also going to sink the opposition fleets at the Bedford River Raft Race on Sunday 30th May. Our plan is a simple one. As we have no chance of winning, we will aim our "boat" across the bows of other heat racers and loaded up with eggs and flour secretly hidden. We will simply assimilate the other racers or blow them out of the water! Of course we will get disqualified and incur a fine for charity, but who cares. We would have lived up to our nickname of the "mad hatters". If you are going on that date, some vocal support would be nice. Of course, should you enter our heat yourselves, I cannot accept responsibility for the loss of your vessel.

Of course, the Lutonia is also going to the dome on June 25th and we have a 53 seater coach booked. And we are sending an away team to the American Theme Park in Ilkston Derbyshire. The Lutonia, as you know, does hold Bi-monthly club events and at our next one, on Friday 24th March, we will be holding a Science Fiction Auction as well as games and other items. Hopefully our own Club shop will be up and running by then and there will be other shops in attendance. Entrance to non-members is £3 adults and £1 children though I may wish to review this for Starbase members, later in the year, to allow you the same entry rates as Lutonia Club Members, which would be nice. Firstly, we must take one step at a time I hear Ann muttering.

All our larger events are taking place at the Naval Club in Crawley Green Road, Luton and run from 8pm to around 11pm usually. It has it's own 'Ten Forward' with funny bar staff but no funny hats! And has a good selection of drinks. The Lutonia also holds other events on a smaller scale in between the larger events, such as, Classic Science Fiction evenings. Showing anything from Gerry Anderson to classic B movies and drinking to help that crap film look good. We also have Future events where our contact in America sends us videos of the latest, unseen over here, episodes and lastly we have comedy sci fi events which also involve drinking, drinking and lastly drinking, oh yes, not forgetting comedy games and videos.

This year we are also having a beach party disco on the 21st July and a Rocky Horror evening in September, where I get to dye my hair green and wear my old Punk Rocker clothes from the 1970's again, moth holes permitting of course.

Anyway that's all for this month hope you enjoyed it and hopefully I will see you all next month.

Admiral Andrew Fazekas

Here, I enter my inaugural contribution, as a new member of Starbase 410, to the Introductory Personal Log archive, kept for reference to the backgrounds of each new Officer who boards this station.

My name is Saryena. I am one quarter Vulcan, one quarter human, two quarters Trill, and I am joined to the symbiont Remora. I am Remora’s 5^th host; two of the past hosts were male, the other two female, as am I.

Remora’s first host was an esteemed 23^rd Century Stellar Cartographist, named Zen. Who served aboard the Constitution class Starship Enterprise, under the command of the legendary Captain James T. Kirk, for two tours of his duty as a Starfleet officer. Zen, left the Enterprise shortly after the V’ger incident, taking up the post offered to him as Captain of a research vessel. There, he met Karessa Lumari (of Betazed), the lady whom, just five years later, after leaving service under his command, became his wife & lifelong companion. It was at this time that Karessa was appointed head of Starfleet Academy’s Stellar Cartography department in San Francisco, Earth. This left them free to enter into the relationship. Between them they produced two sons and one daughter, Yedrin, Emony, and Norvo. Their relationship was strong enough in the bond it created, that after Zen Remora died 40 years into their marriage. Karessa never sought any new relationships, preferring to live with the comfort the memories, she and her husband created, as her source of contentment, rather than seeking that same contentment again with another partner. Karessa was one of the few non-Trill, who lived at this point in time, who knew of the true symbiotic nature of her husband, and those of his race. This would not become public knowledge for some time yet.

Remora’s 2^nd host was a female Trill, named Hanila. She became joined shortly after her 25^th Birthday, and remained so for another 35 years, when she died unexpectedly from a virus. Which she caught while touring the war torn planet of Miral. She is fondly remembered as an accomplished diplomat in the history books. Miral is now free of the virus that tragically took Hanila’s life. It was a by-product of the genetic warfare used in Miral’s, long since past, civil war. Her death was not in vain, as it brought about the motivation needed to put a stop, once and for all, to this rather horrific war. Visitors to the Beta Quadrant planet today, can go to Hanila’s Garden of Peace and Remembrance to see a plaque, which was erected shortly after the end of the war. In memory and honour of Hanila Remora, and all others who were tragic victims of Miral’s civil war.

My symbiont’s 3rd host was a man named Torias. He was named after an ancestor of his, who died in his effort to be the first man to reach Warp 10, during the era of transwarp’s first trials. So inspired was he, by the stories he was told in childhood of his brave ancestor Torias Dax. (Later hosted by two very famous and eminent Starfleet Officers, Jadzia, and then, after her tragic death at the hands of war criminal Gul Dukat, Ezri Dax, formerly Ezri Tigan of the U.S.S Destiny). He became a pilot himself.

Torias Remora was a successful, and highly respected pilot, who, thankfully, unlike his ancestor, lived to be a very old man, and told his children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren respectively, down through the generations, of the hero he was named after.

Remora’s 4^th host, another female, was Betalia Remora. She brought to her symbiont a great knowledge of and practical ability for, the field of Botany. She was part of the Research team who dedicated her entire career to surveying, restoring, maintaining, and exploring, the Tenaran Ice Cliffs of her home world. She was the mother of four children; Janel, Bezaal, Lela, and Nilani (whose symbiont is now hosted by Dr. Lenara Khan, who was the wife of Torias Dax, whom my symbiont’s 3^rd host was named after). Her husband, and the father of her aforementioned offspring was another joined Trill, Vian Jenar.

Saryena of Vulcan (host chronological age 30 terran years). I am my symbiont’s 5^th host, and now, I shall tell you a little about my background, and myself. Being of such mixed heritage as I am, (I remind you; one quarter Vulcan, one quarter human, and two quarters Trill) has not stopped me from fulfilling one of my goals, to be joined, as I now am. It has certainly helped me, having in mind all these different and sometimes conflicting perspectives, to fulfil another of my goals: to become a Starfleet Engineering Officer. I grew up on Vulcan, the birthplace of my father Sharn, a Vulcan Science Academy Lecturer, whose diplomat father, Saren, was Vulcan, and whose mother, Olivia, was human. My mother (joined Trill), Te’ana Aimar, has lived with my father on Vulcan all their married life. They met when her career as a College Lecturer took her on an exchange programme, to my father’s work place. Her Trill physiology, and natural preference for cooler temperatures than Vulcan has to offer, has not always made her choice a comfortable one to bear, but she has always said she would make the choice all over again to be with my father. She and father have two children other than myself, both male. My brother, Sarek, a Healer, is five years older than my self. My brother, Sharnas, is 4 years younger than I. (His name was chosen partly because it bore close resemblance to our father’s, and partly, because my mother had heard and liked it just a few weeks before my younger brother’s birth).

Sharnas is successfully training to become the family’s second Starfleet Officer. His chosen field is History, and he specialises in Archaeology. He is a second year cadet and his current training post is aboard the Enterprise E. He is a very promising young talent.

End Introductory Personal Log of Lt. Commander Saryena Remora.