USS Sirona

Vesta-class • NCC-83981 • Task Force 17

The USS Sirona, a cutting-edge Vesta-class vessel, is not just a ship—it’s a promise. A promise to push the limits of discovery, to venture beyond the reach of the Federation, to seek knowledge in the darkest corners of the galaxy.

But a ship is only as strong as its crew. A handpicked team of brilliant minds and daring souls, each one chosen for their unique skills, vast experiences, and for the courage to face the whatever is lurking beyond charted space.

Assigned to Taskforce 17, the USS Sirona ventures far beyond Federation outposts, where diplomacy is fragile, mysteries are vast, and survival is never guaranteed. They are explorers, scientists, and warriors—prepared for the wonders of the cosmos and the darkness that waits between the star

Content on this command is rated at 222 on the RPG Ratings Scale, per the Bravo Fleet Content Policy. Mild swearing, contextual violence, and limited/romantic sexual interaction may be present. It is intended for audiences (16+).

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12 March 2025

A Lie That Tastes Like Heaven

The Price of Progress

USS Sirona

She had cried herself to sleep, curled up on the cold sand that clung to her skin, leeching the warmth from her body. Her gaze, blurred by tears that just wouldn’t stop flowing, never left the distant horizon.  She had screamed for Eshrevi to return, and when her voice had faltered, she had [...]

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12 March 2025

Into the Unseen

The Price of Progress

USS Sirona

Asgren Valdes had no intention of admitting it, but the Callisto’s situation, and the drastic change in Lieutenant Una’s behaviour had disturbed her. Captain Ceix was someone she had always considered competent enough, and the Callisto was specialized in encounters with telepathic [...]

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11 March 2025

He Knows You’re Here

The Price of Progress

USS Sirona

A cold stillness had settled over the bridge. The usual background chatter was replaced by the low but steady whine of the klaxon, the clipped orders from the Captain, and the equally terse responses from her crew. The yellow glow from the alert panels bathed them in a sickly glow, and against the [...]

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9 March 2025

The Distress Signal

The Price of Progress

USS Sirona

“You’re coming back, and that is final.”, Asgren said with that icy calm that brought Linna’s blood to a boiling point. She felt the heat flush her face, but refused to back down. “Why? I’m not needed here.”, she muttered under her breath. “I barely have any friends, and you never [...]

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