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| Saaren |
Posted: Oct 26 2008, 11:28 PM
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Newbie Group: Members Posts: 2 Member No.: 6 Joined: 21-October 08 |
Name: Saaren
Way to contact you: Yahoo Messenger (n7aao) History(OOC): Been in Trek simming since before TNG. Service record: Saaren entered Starfleet Academy soon after the start of the Dominion War, as a way to help defend his home. Originally assigned to DS9 after graduating the Academy, he later transfers to the USS Einstein when it is assigned to explore the Gamma Quadrant. After returning from that long survey mission, he is promoted and transferred to the USS Whitestar. It is possibly due to his heritage (see below) that he has not been promoted as quickly as one would expect in the aftermath of the Dominion War. Bio: The child of a Romulan defector (father) and a Vulcan scientist (mother), Saaren is a man of many contradictions. He has been raised to appreciate the good points of both cultures, and is happy to embrace both Romulan and Vulcan values. His Romulan sense of honor does not appear to interfere with his Vulcan appreciation for logic. Although he acknowledges his emotions, rather than suppressing them as Vulcans do, he nevertheless rarely lets them control him. He is 106 years old, which is middle-aged to a Vulcan. His black hair is greying at the temples, and his eyes are a piercing light grey. He does have slight Romulan brow ridges, but these are easily overlooked. While he does not keep his Romulan heritage a secret, he also does not advertise it. Before entering the Academy, he had achieved doctorates in astrophyics and physics, and high degrees in many other sciences. Sample post: Saaren's brow furrowed in confusion, making his brow ridges more prominent. "That's very odd," he murmured to himself as his fingers tapped the keys in front of him at a rapid rate. "Why would..." then he cut himself off. Turning to face the command chair, he raised his voice almost to a yell. "Captain, the star off our bow will go nova in less than 5 minutes. We need to get out of here, now!" Position wanted: Chief Science Officer. |
| Nathan Hawke |
Posted: Oct 27 2008, 01:00 AM
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Administrator ![]() Group: Commanding Officer Posts: 17 Member No.: 1 Joined: 13-October 08 |
Good Enough My firend! Welcome aborad!
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