Ensign Vasha

Name Vasha

Position Former SB400 Crew member

Rank Ensign


Stats

  • 4 Mission Posts

Last Post

Tue Mar 14th, 2023 @ 11:24am

Character Information

Gender Female
Species Kelpien
Age 30

Physical Appearance

Height 6'7"
Weight 80 kg
Hair Color N/A
Eye Color Blue
Physical Description Vasha would be considered pretty by most standards, with a pleasant smile despite its craggy shape, a suitably feminine-looking visage (in spite of the baldness that is characteristic to her people) clear baby blue eyes and a toned yet slightly shapely build and she would probably turn heads more often if she wasn’t six feet and seven inches tall and nearly as scrawny as a twig. This doesn’t bother her, though, if anything she considers it a blessing considering that most offenders tend to drop whatever they’re doing and run away in sheer terror or simply surrender seeing nearly seven feet of lank sprint after them faster than some Terran cars can drive. Useful traits for a security officer if you ask her.

Family

Spouse N/A
Children N/A
Father Iradar
Mother Eilith

Personality & Traits

General Overview As a former sportswoman Vasha is no stranger to hard work or competitiveness, both of which she is. There isn't that much to compete for at her current station in life but one often finds her taking on some of the harder and sometimes more gruelling tasks; someone has to do them after all. She is a firm believer in continuous, lifelong self-improvement and acquisition of new experiences, which is why she often likes to try many different things, most notably food and sports and sometimes holodeck programs.

This being said she is elsewise a social bean (no pun intended) who prefers to spend her off time with her loved ones and colleagues. To her working in her team of security officers is like living in a community like the one she once lived in; small, tight knit, in which there is a bond that endures through difficulty among other things. It is for this same reason that she will try hard to maintain cohesion and peace between her colleagues, the department as a whole cannot function and serve the ship without itself being in good shape after all.

Speaking of try hard, though, being no stranger to hard work means that she sometimes fails to notice when she’s working herself too hard - which sometimes results in burnout that she herself neither feels nor sees till it is a tad too late. In this same vein some say she tries a tad too hard to get along with everyone; an impossibility of course, but something she seems to have yet to realize. Only time will tell if this will come back to bite her.
Strengths & Weaknesses +/- Hardworking
+ Sociable
+ Well-versed in the technical aspects of her work

- Sometimes overworks herself to burnout
+/- A bit of a perfectionist
- A little too trusting of others at times
Ambitions - Captain her own ship
- Have a family and children of her own
Hobbies & Interests - Sports of any kind, though she favors basketball
- Music - she's been dabbling in the violin of late.
- Cooking. She'll usually cook for friends who come over to her quarters to visit.
Languages Kelpien, Federation Standard (lightly accented)

Personal History Vasha did not come from any form of notable background. In fact she started out ordinary as can be, born to a farmer father and schoolteacher mother in a northern countryside town on the eastern continent of Kaminar. Her father grew vegetables and fruit in the small plot of land and facilities he owned near the family home while her mother taught chemistry in the local school. The community itself wasn’t very big and thus tightly knit; visitors normally compared its dynamic to some small American towns on Earth where the residents were familiar with almost everyone else. Overall their life was simple but comfortable and all three enjoyed it greatly.

Comfortable as their life indeed was her father was intent on making sure that his daughter knew that nothing in life ever came easy; as soon as she was old enough he had her help him with his work on the land; much of her childhood was spent this way helping to grow, harvest and then help carry his produce to the local market. Of course, he wasn’t the kind of father to simply teach and not explain; he took painstaking care to impart his knowledge of the seasons and the conditions needed to keep his wares growing healthily and even how to prepare them in simple dishes to her, going so far as to pen a little guide book for her to refer to always while she slept at night. To this day she considers these times her favorite times of her life and will gladly speak of them to anyone who asks or will listen. It was also from these experiences that she gained a love for plants and their care.

This hardly meant that she didn’t have time for friends, though, some of her happiest days were spent playing in the local streams and forests at the town's edge after school where her mother taught. Tracking mud, water and squeaky boots all the way home was a common thing for her to do; though her parents were not necessarily happy with this behavior they always cleaned her off and told her not to do it again - but of course, she didn’t listen as a normal child wouldn’t. She was a relatively outgoing and fun-loving girl and well liked by her peers and teachers.
Speaking of teachers and school, however, Vasha was not the strongest of students. Her study methods and ethic were not in question, even her teachers could see that, but she was the kind of student who needed to work one and a half to maybe two times as hard to get the same grades as her classmates. This was where her mother came in; when she had the time she would spend it tutoring her daughter the best she possibly could in her subjects - but of course most of the work was undoubtedly made by Vasha herself.
She would eventually find something which she did excel at, though: sport and games, possibly due in part to her father's efforts. Badminton, springball, Gravity, tal'ketsh, Tellarite dodgeball, you name it, she would pick it up in short order through extensive practice, either by herself or with friends. She would eventually go on to represent her school in competitions, most notably in basketball, and win awards. Nothing big, but it would be the start of what promised to be a short yet meaningful career for her as an athlete - the government promised to render her along with a few others assistance in training in the hopes of taking them to the intergalactic stage.

That would be her life for the next few years, training with Kaminar's athletes to represent the planet in the wider interstellar stage. Their training would take them to various places (sometimes off Kaminar and onto other planets entirely) before their first competition held on Archer IV when she first turned nineteen, at which she secured a third placing. Hereon there would be no stopping her; she would continue to earn commendations and medals until the age of twenty-one…

…at which point she had a change of heart. Having seen the much wider galaxy many times by now and the veritable cornucopia of people that lived in it she'd begun to realize that she wanted to see what else lay beyond those borders - and so she decided to resign from the intergalactic sporting team, pack her bags and, with a tearful goodbye and a blessing from her parents, departed for Earth and Starfleet Academy, seeing that as the best way to pursue and fulfill that desire.

Arriving on Earth Spacedock at last was something of an overwhelming experience for the young woman; Out of the unboarding gate she made her first impression by getting lost on the way to the immigration checkpoint - yes, truly an achievement, despite having done it several times by now albeit with the help of her sporting team coach. Having to clear customs, documentation and even finding her way through the halls of Spacedock was even scarier to her, never mind the fact that she hadn’t quite passed vahar’ai yet - she stammered her way through the first two in fact. Her Standard wasn’t the best, it never had been, and she was truthfully terrified that she’d have to spend her career speaking it all the time. Thank heavens for universal translators.

That being said the entrance examination would be a full two months away, and she knew how important it was to familiarize herself with the planet she would be studying on for the next few years. She took it upon herself to religiously walk the town every night after spending the day studying, knowing full well that it was the least she could do to prepare herself for the greater galaxy that she would be putting herself into.

Entrance exam day came soon enough. Turning up at the examination hall on campus was possibly the scariest thing she’d ever done; she saw so many others stream through the campus gates with her, all with stacks and stacks of books and reference material with them, occasionally in travelling cases - the largest collection of intelligent people she'd ever seen, in her own words, all gathered together here while she on the other hand only had a thick notebook with carefully annotated and labelled pages and woefully few books to show. Nonetheless she plucked up what little courage she had and sat for the exam anyway; she'd come so far now and it wouldn't be fair to herself to chicken out.

What a sigh of relief she heaved when the exam concluded. She practically fell back into bed as soon as she returned home… and once more that night, this time with an overwhelming sense of joy when she was informed that she’d passed and been accepted into the newest cohort of cadets. She wrote home immediately to her parents. What a leap. What an achievement - and the start of greater things to come. Who was she to not be overjoyed?

Starfleet Service:
Her Academy tenure was spent largely like the other security cadets: physical training, basic investigative skills, phaser handling and so on. Elsewise she found the time to make herself a social life: some of her classmates knew her to (responsibly) drink many of them under the table on Friday nights out and party like an animal when the circumstances were right. While not exactly a social butterfly she did spend plenty of time getting to know her fellow cadets, acquiring acquaintances and sometimes lasting friends across campus and each division. Her choices of extracurricular activities, needless to say, reflected her fitness level and previous athletic life: track and field, Velocity, basketball. A favorite funny story of hers to tell, in fact, is how her vahar'ai started while she was playing in a basketball match in her final year, during which she managed to score and win before being carted away to the infirmary writhing in pain on a grav sled. How life tends to surprise, eh?
Her graduation was attended by her mother and father, who had thankfully not brought half the town with them to her relief. She would be assigned to the USS Hephaestus for the next three years before subsequently being reassigned to Starbase 400.

Service Record USS Hephaestus - Security/Tactical Officer - 2396-2399
Simming History 3 years' worth, on Discord and PBEM format.
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