You sit in the Captain's Chair on the bridge of the USS Galaxy, NCC-70637, surveying the monitors that display vital information and relaying commands to your 6000 crew. Your Deflector Shields are operational, your Phaser Banks are fully charged, and you even have one of those new

"Holodecks"

that everyone is raving about.

When you are through with your duty today, remember to keep accurate notes in your Captain's Log. Remember--a good captain always takes his own notes.

T'sha, your loyal and invaluable First Officer, quietly paces behind you. Her arms are folded behind her back as she analyzes every detail with her sharp Vulcan eyes. One brow furrows slightly in thought as she takes note of the readings from one monitor in particular - it seems that you have just received a new message from Starfleet Command.

"Shall we put them

On Screen

, Captain?" She suggests.

The rest of your crew stand ready to assist--

Fek'Lhr, your Chief of Engineering, is of the lizard-like Trandoshan race. Though stern in voice and appearance, underneath lies a helpful and kind soul.

At the helm sits Ensign Void. Capable and soft-spoken, she will coordinate with Astrogation computers to guide the ship safely home.

Lt. Finn Conrad sits at Comms, ready to assist with his curious nature and vast knowledge of Xenolinguistics .

At the weapons are stationed Commander L'azar. The Androgynous Andromedan is quick to joke, but would gladly give their life to defend the ship and crew.

Your Chief Medical Officer is Dr. Imzadin Thalia. The perpetually-overworked Betazoid could really use a day off, if everyone would stop getting injured all the time...

INCOMING MESSAGE FROM STARFLEET COMMAND - PRIORITY: HIGH
SHIP STATUS - NORMAL