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Beginnings - A New Generation: Farpoint
Star Trek: A New Generation
Farpoint
Captain Jean-Luc Picard wandered the corridors of his new command, the USS Enterprise NCC 1701-D, an example of the Galaxy class. It was an example of how advanced the Federation had become in the two centuries since its founding. Having just left Sector 001 they would reach their destination at Deneb IV in less than a day. ‘Remarkable. It would have taken the Stargazer a week!’ he thought as he stepped into a turbolift. “Bridge.” He was sure he was ready for the command, despite being out of it for nearly a decade.
A month earlier
Picard entered Admiral Satie’s office. “Jean-Luc, welcome,” she said.
“Good Morning,” he said as he sat down and sipped at the offered tea.
“You have received your orders?” she asked.
“Yes, Admiral. To take command of the Enterprise and begin a voyage of exploration. But…”
“But?”
“It nearly a decade since the Stargazer was lost. I’m not sure I still have it in me.”
The Admiral raised her hand. “I have confidence in you. So does the rest of the Admiralty. I have read the reports on your recent missions. You did well in a command role. Besides you will have an experienced First Officer. The field has narrowed down to a few officers.”
That did reassure him, but there was one niggle. “I’m also not sure having children aboard a starship is a good decision.”
“If we are going to have long term missions, we can’t have officers who have families miss them for long periods.”
Picard had heard that argument before. “I understand. I guess I will have to let the First Officer deal with them.”
“Is that all, Captain?”
“Yes.”
Enterprise – Present
Diplomatic Officer and Chief Counsellor Deanna Troi looked over the bridge as she emerged from one of the turbolift. Most of the Senior Officers were there. The Android, Data, stood up from the Command Chair. “Welcome Counsellor,” he said.
“Afternoon, Data,” she said, trying to warm.
“We’re one hour, forty-seven minutes out from Deneb IV, maintaining a speed of Warp 9.”
“Making good progress,” Troi said as she sat at her station, next to the command chair.
Data nodded and sat down again.
She activated her terminal and looked over the information on Deneb IV again. It didn’t really tell her anything she didn’t know. That the Bandi had been able to build Farpoint over a very short period of time was part of the reason Starfleet had sent Enterprise to investigate. There were rumours that they intended to join the Federation. ‘I’m certain I’ll be able to determine if that is true or not,’ she thought as she played with a lock of hair. She quickly stopped that action. She looked around.
None of the other officers had seen that action. She was sure. She sighed inwardly. ‘Counsellor, counsel yourself,’ she chided. That was one reason she usually wore it tied up. She made a note to schedule a session with one of the Junior Counsellors for sometime the next week. She heard one of the turbolift doors open and saw the Captain come back to the bridge.
“You will agree, Data, that Starfleet’s orders are difficult?”
“Difficult? Simply solve the mystery of Farpoint Station,” the Android officer stated. He looked, perplexed. Unlike everyone else aboard Enterprise, she could read very little from him.
“As simple as that,” the Captain added.
“Farpoint Station,” she mused. “Even the name sounds mysterious.” If it wasn’t too good to be true, it would be a very useful forward base for exploration of the regions beyond, given that First Contact with the Bandi had only occurred less than twenty years earlier.
Farpoint
Captain Jean-Luc Picard wandered the corridors of his new command, the USS Enterprise NCC 1701-D, an example of the Galaxy class. It was an example of how advanced the Federation had become in the two centuries since its founding. Having just left Sector 001 they would reach their destination at Deneb IV in less than a day. ‘Remarkable. It would have taken the Stargazer a week!’ he thought as he stepped into a turbolift. “Bridge.” He was sure he was ready for the command, despite being out of it for nearly a decade.
A month earlier
Picard entered Admiral Satie’s office. “Jean-Luc, welcome,” she said.
“Good Morning,” he said as he sat down and sipped at the offered tea.
“You have received your orders?” she asked.
“Yes, Admiral. To take command of the Enterprise and begin a voyage of exploration. But…”
“But?”
“It nearly a decade since the Stargazer was lost. I’m not sure I still have it in me.”
The Admiral raised her hand. “I have confidence in you. So does the rest of the Admiralty. I have read the reports on your recent missions. You did well in a command role. Besides you will have an experienced First Officer. The field has narrowed down to a few officers.”
That did reassure him, but there was one niggle. “I’m also not sure having children aboard a starship is a good decision.”
“If we are going to have long term missions, we can’t have officers who have families miss them for long periods.”
Picard had heard that argument before. “I understand. I guess I will have to let the First Officer deal with them.”
“Is that all, Captain?”
“Yes.”
Enterprise – Present
Diplomatic Officer and Chief Counsellor Deanna Troi looked over the bridge as she emerged from one of the turbolift. Most of the Senior Officers were there. The Android, Data, stood up from the Command Chair. “Welcome Counsellor,” he said.
“Afternoon, Data,” she said, trying to warm.
“We’re one hour, forty-seven minutes out from Deneb IV, maintaining a speed of Warp 9.”
“Making good progress,” Troi said as she sat at her station, next to the command chair.
Data nodded and sat down again.
She activated her terminal and looked over the information on Deneb IV again. It didn’t really tell her anything she didn’t know. That the Bandi had been able to build Farpoint over a very short period of time was part of the reason Starfleet had sent Enterprise to investigate. There were rumours that they intended to join the Federation. ‘I’m certain I’ll be able to determine if that is true or not,’ she thought as she played with a lock of hair. She quickly stopped that action. She looked around.
None of the other officers had seen that action. She was sure. She sighed inwardly. ‘Counsellor, counsel yourself,’ she chided. That was one reason she usually wore it tied up. She made a note to schedule a session with one of the Junior Counsellors for sometime the next week. She heard one of the turbolift doors open and saw the Captain come back to the bridge.
“You will agree, Data, that Starfleet’s orders are difficult?”
“Difficult? Simply solve the mystery of Farpoint Station,” the Android officer stated. He looked, perplexed. Unlike everyone else aboard Enterprise, she could read very little from him.
“As simple as that,” the Captain added.
“Farpoint Station,” she mused. “Even the name sounds mysterious.” If it wasn’t too good to be true, it would be a very useful forward base for exploration of the regions beyond, given that First Contact with the Bandi had only occurred less than twenty years earlier.