[Requested Remove] A new time, a new place

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Acting Captains Log
Stardate 97622.75
Operation: Argo Navis
LtCmdr. R.M. de la Vega Esq. Commanding

I've awoken with several hundred other comrades from throughout the Empire. As much as time can tell, we've been in stasis for a bit over a year. Why or where from we've not been able to ascertain, but we are here nonetheless, on this world of tundra and taiga, from astronomical readings we are outside this universe's Milky Way Galaxy, in a pocket galaxy, over one-hundred-fifty years ahead of our time. No matter, I've heard the witch & another is roaming about; they will be distraction enough while we build a new Empire, in a new time, in this small corner. The "Humans" of this universe have become proponents of nothing, twisting around to deny themselves & deny all others; they require a beacon & a steadfast hand to clasp. We shall be these things.

Complimental: The Klingons are in a Civil War? I do wish Mo'Kai well, but it is quite auspicious for our goals nonetheless.

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Captains Log
Stardate 97659.16
Operation: Argo Navis
Captain R.M. de la Vega Esq. Commanding

Perhaps...I was too harsh on this world. We've not named it, yet its gifts have nonetheless sprung forth. This world was once a colony, long ago, it seems abandoned after a sudden cataclysm elsewhere...I reckon for greener pastures, as it were. Interesting as this is, entrances to extensive & at times massive subterranean passages crisscross this world's surface, although scans indicate that these passages may reach to the upper mantle; until original purpose is found for this infrastructure, it will be referred to as "The Labyrinthodon".

Operational Staff has moved near the first entrance we first encountered, fabricating a small citadel around it. The accommodations are humble to say the least, but it is a harsh medicine that will push us to grasp this world as our own, and mold it to our will.

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Captains Log
Stardate 97691.88
Operation: Argo Navis
Captain R.M. de la Vega Esq. Commanding

Five Days! Five Days of tinkering and calculating before we can access the cache of this ancient colony. The Engineers say that they need that time to understand how the vaults work, and to screen for any failsafes. I do not blame them for thinking so materially, but frustration abounds when I know it is our destiny to rebuild from here. Whatever is in there is certainly worth the effort. There is ample opportunity for patrols to be held until we progress; there are surely many undiscovered resources and wildlife dotting the surface.

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Captains Log
Stardate 97717.08
Operation: Argo Navis
Captain R.M. de la Vega Esq. Commanding

Such an ordeal. A worthy ordeal, but one that has us coming out on top by a hair.
I am convinced, beyond certainty, that this place is meant for us. Abandoned megaliths and ruins sprinkle the surface; mines, iced over prairies, towering mountains, frozen oceans, there is much to explore. Much too cold for surface agriculture, however; our predecessors left without terraforming a great deal, something they have said to have been quite capable of.
The vault, however...everything we need to start anew. Locations of resources, meteorological & astronomical observatories, habitable structures, a map of The Labyrinthodon. This vault was once for used Command & Control, and doubly as a bunker, and we will use it as such.

I've elected, along with my staff, to conclude Operation: Argo Navis, and commence Operation: Armada de Vitor; me must fulfill our destiny to make this place...Marrakand, she is called, over one-hundred thousand lightyears from our Terra, our Milky Way...to make Marrakand a new home for our people, free from our haughty, immoral state what we dishonorably call our Empire. We shall forge anew by her green flame.