Post by Ensign Kit Davis on Apr 24, 2020 13:48:30 GMT -8
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Date of birth:
Birthplace: Chicago, Illinois, Earth
Year of Academy Graduation:
Preferred rank: Ensign
Department (If Cadet, what specialty?): Biology
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Physical Profile: 5'3", 101 lb, black hair, deep brown eyes, chestnut skin, small scar on left cheek
Personality:
Kit is inquisitive, naive, enthusiastic, ready to jump into any situation, and eager to learn. She loves adventure, and has seen her fair share of osteoregeneration visits to the medical department. The small scar on her cheek was received during an ill-fated, spur of the moment, midnight trip with an inexperienced pilot during a break between quarters, something she and the others involved kept hidden from their instructors. As such, she never had it fixed.
Background and History:
Kit had an uneventful childhood and was surprised when the Academy accepted her, as she has always considered herself quite ordinary. She thoroughly loved life at the Academy and was sad to see it end, though she's very excited that her first assignment is onboard the USS Talon. She has a very much younger brother, 18 years younger to be exact, which she thinks was her parents' attempt to fill an empty nest once she had left home.
Sample Roleplay:
"Excuse me!"
Kit ran through the holding area in the docking bay of the starbase, all while waving a PADD in her hand as she did so. She was panicking. As a lowly Ensign, she was in for a butt chewing should she miss her connection to the USS Talon.
Skidding to a stop at the desk, she clattered her PADD in front of the agent, who pushed it back at her. "Place your palm on the receiver," she instructed the frenzied Ensign.
"Right," Kit stammered, embarrassed, as she did as she was told.
"Talon?" The agent laughed. "Good luck with that."
"What do you mean?"
Not about to frighten the kid anymore than she already looked, the agent, just shook her head quickly. "Just that you'll have to run to make it. You're all set. Good luck."
As Kit ran for the correct docking bay, small doubts began to form in her head.
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