T'eala Ren - Reporting In - August 21 2020

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[T'eala]

Character Details

Character Name: T'eala Ren
Character Age: 25
Character DOB: 49754.4949782432
Character Image: Amber Heard
Character Species: Betazoid / Risan
Gender: Female
Character Family

• T'aven Ren (Father)
• Dione Sav-Ren (Mother)
• Kalentar Ren (Eldest Brother)
• Demori Ren (Elder Brother)

Character Bio

An entire family of Federation flyboys, and T'eala was the newest one yet. She felt that it was preordained that she'd spent most of her time on a ship's bridge. Her parents were much older than the norm for her birth. The young woman was the progeny of her mother entering "The Phase" into her middle age - and was deemed to be a surprise arrival. T'eala finished a set of three, one of which at the time was already making his way to San Francisco for the Academy.

With her father's service long behind him, the Ren's made ends meet through a striving transport service. Though T'eala was born on Earth, she felt that she might as well have been raised within a generational ship. Her earliest memories are set within the cramped bridge of her father's warp-five freight-puller. The woman's second language is helm-control. With her upbringing T'eala was taught how to pilot the craft at a young age.

With enough time and trust garnered, a teenage T'eala was given the reigns to pilot the family freighter, with some oversight. She proved to be very adept, and experienced a natural feeling pushing through the void of space. It all felt very right to the young woman. However, she experienced the hardships of starbound-living. Every relationship outside of familial or business, was fleeting and short. It proved difficult to cultivate relationships when traveling from station to station, planet to planet, each visit never quite long enough.

Though it would prove temporary, she found some solace on her ancestral homeworld of Betazed. With her father's blessing, T'eala took an extended leave from the freight business. She shuttled to the Kulaxsha province of Betazed, to attend a regional institution for her official flight certifications as well as a validated degree in Stellar Cartography for her efforts.

With all of her needed tools in hand, she was ready for her next step. She didn't have any intentions on returning to haul freight for very little financial gain. If she were to live the risky life amongst the stars, then she'd do it the right way - the same way her father and her brothers did. She didn't hesitate to join-up with Starfleet on the returning shuttle to Earth, her ticket and one way stop to the proving grounds in San Fran.

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Previous Role-Playing Experience: 10+ Years
Department Preference: Flight Control
Secondary Department Preference: Science
Commissioned, Enlisted or Civilian: Commissioned

Sample post:

"Never did finish that Astrophysics course." Her voice honed in over the still quiet. T'eala was behind the helm of a Constitution-Class vessel. It was an older model, and it was the telltale sign that she was running an older scenario on the holodeck. "No?"

The voice in response was attentive and open, and it belonged to a fellow cadet. Across from her station sat a very stern Andorian. His skin was a soft blue, a blue that reminded her of the clear sky, on a cloudless spring noon. However, nothing else about Cadet Shrar could be considered "soft" in the slightest. "No, hopped it straight to the academy as quickly as I could get certified."

It was the best career move in T'eala's mind. With her Stellar Cartography degree along with her piloting certifications, she didn't risk wasting anytime continuing her studies. Afterall, Starfleet carried a myriad of educational programs - she'd eventually get the second degree. However, in serving her desires of the "here and now" she found herself riding shotgun on her final examination for the academy.

There were no combative measures, no surprise malfunctioning of ship equipment. No, this training was designed to test her knowledge of ship controls and commands - as well as her ability to maintain course with some quick readjustments of varying stellar conditions. It all felt too easy for T'eala. She expected that at some point the holodeck would load in the nastiest fabricated plasma storm that it could muster.

It'd only serve to make things more interesting. She could feel it deep within the confines of her gut. Her identity. She was born to fly fast, free, and to the fullest. This simulation would deter her flight trajectory. She could feel it in her heart. She'd ace and impress with this test - and she'd be soon behind the sticks of something that could push well past Warp Five.

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