Name: Myree Grell
Date of Birth: 5 March 2355
Height: 172.72 cm (5’8”)
Eyes: Pale blue
Characteristic elements: Green skin! Myree’s hair is strikingly russet in color, instead of the usual dark green.Backstory
Myree Grell was raised on Deneva Colony, the daughter of Orion expatriates. Her mother, Jael, is retired from Starfleet service and currently lives on the colony world with her father. Myree’s parents escaped the rather questionable social structure of Orion, seeking refuge within the Federation and eventually daring the stars. Jael graduated from Starfleet Medical and was assigned to a starship, with her husband Bann joining the crew in a civilian capacity.
The couple took a planetside posting on Deneva once it was discovered that a baby was expected. When Myree was born, Jael decided to retire from the service to concentrate on civilian medical practice. Bann is an artist who works with local Denevan crystal…a jewel-making skill that he seems to have passed on to his daughter.
When Myree came of age, she decided to leave for Earth to test for Starfleet Academy. While her parents would have much liked her to stay on the colony and pursue the nominally safer career path of a jeweler, they also understood the need to explore. So it was that Myree graduated with a specialty of Anthropology and Archaeology and was commissioned an ensign, with the billet of science officer. Career
Enlisted or Officer?: Officer
Department preference 1: Science
Department Preference 2: OperationsSample PostYou have arrived at your newest assignment...
– Science Lab One]
To the untrained eye, it was pretty much a large pile of junk. Myree knew better, however. Rusted bits and dusty clumps were her specialty. They made her excited in much the same way a flight jock might drool over a new ‘speeder, or one of those boorish Klingons might bloviate about weapons. In fact, if Myree could lock herself in a room full of old stuff and not come out until she categorized every scrap…well, she’d not complain.
This latest batch had been brought up from an excavation effort that the station personnel were assisting. She’d hoped to be on the ground crew, but this was almost as good. Still…identifying things wasn’t near as much fun as digging them up.
Myree’s breath caught as her gloved fingertips gently lifted a long piece of metal. A flake of rust fell away, revealing a fairly-preserved blade underneath. Speaking of weapons… “Great Bird,” the Orion girl breathed, searching her memory for where she’d seen such a shape before. Yes! It was the blade-head of a lirash
, something very similar to the more-well-known Vulcan lirpa
. Fighting a surge of excited glee, she reverently sat the scrap down, picking up a padd to take more notes.Behind the Mask
Have you done textbased RP before?: Yes
How did you find Aurora?: Co-founder
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