Again I ask you to suspend reality, and pretend that everyone met up back on Galstir where they bought a ship, were appointed honorary members of the Federation of Planets, adopted Starfleet rules and regulations as their own, and decided to fly themselves around the galaxy in order to promote peace and general welfare amongst planets and peoples.
Charles sat back in the captain's seat and adjusted his red command uniform, a look of grim determination gracing his features. "At your order, Number One," he commanded Erik, who was sitting in the chair to his right, also in red. A very blue Raven sat in the chair on his left, and she looked up to smile at Hank, who was wearing a uniform of bright yellow and sitting at the helm in front of her. Yellow-dressed Alex stood behind them all, manning the weapons console, while Sean, wearing red as well, was next to Hank, preparing to sling them into warp at Erik's word. Erik gave a tight smile, full of excitement, and took a deep breath. "Engage," he commanded. Sean pushed the button, and the Enterprise-X was flung into warp seven. The Federation starship quickly became a pinprick of light in the inky blackness of space as the stars rushed past the viewing screen, and they were boldly going where no one had gone before.
