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Rustyy was born in old Grayling, Alaska, a one horse kind of town. The oldest of seven children to Steve and Sabrina Hael, a pre-wedding surprise to the couple. So he was technically at his parent's wedding. He grew up fast and strong despite his size, always being shorter than most of his peers. He fought from an early age, trying to gain ground and respect of the other boys. Later the fighting would change some, and would be in defense of his younger siblings. He had his fair share of broken noses and busted lips, some from fights and others from accidents caused by his own actions.

<br/><br/>During the winter months, when the sun never shined, Rustyy would find himself gazing up at the stars. In the night sky he could see the constellations as far as the human eye would allow him. He was sure if he ever left home that it would swallow him whole. Because of such a beautiful sight, it almost seemed unreal to him too. And when he couldn't be outside because of the cold or the amount of snow, he spent a good deal of time tinkering with common household items. Sometimes helping - sometimes putting them out of stove top for a day.

<br/><br/>The fall and spring were the best seasons for Rustyy. It was when the sports were in full swing. Most of which were isolated to the winter wilderness, at least the real stuff. He played and did as much as he could, being a very active young man. Though not fond of running, a lot of what they didn't only require one to move quickly... Not necessarily meaning run. He played ice hockey, not professionally, but for fun on school grounds. The kids played it for sport as much as they did for the freebie chances to get into fights. That's what good hockey was about. Rustyy was around 12, during one game, that had a fight that escalated to all players being involved. In those brief moments of wild limbs and dangerously sharp skates, someone's skate flew through the air making contact across Rustyy's forearm. It would be the only serious injury they had that day. No one having seen so much real blood spilling out of a person. An animal yes, a person... It was a little scary. Rustyy had been mostly unfazed, though more worried about it staining his nice dress pants he was specifically told _not_ to wear. The local doctors patched him up and wrapped his arm in a animal tan to keep the wound from splitting open. It was cheaper than a cast.

<br/><br/>When it comes to his light heartedness and the ability to be so outgoing, it was obvious it came from Rustyy’s father. A man known for his more outrageous behavior. If it wasn’t for cameras no one would have ever believed the tale of when Steve Hael, Rustyy’s father, and the small group of city councilmen having way too much fun. Every year almost like clockwork, when the sun shined all hours of the day and a great deal of the ice melted off. Folks from neighboring towns would come together for a bit of fun and to celebrate surviving the winter and the wish good luck for the hunting season. There were always much drinking and food, children playing in what snow was left. They all would come to where the ice was broken up to go swimming. Now the men swear that there was no booze involved, and those that knew them might believe them. But the four councilmen came out onto the ice, ballad music playing in the background, in white tutu’s, hand in hand. They proceeded across the ice to the open water and jumped in roughly all together. It was quite a scene for all those present, some even scarred for life. [[File: RustyysDad.jpg|250px|thumb|right|Steve Hael...Rustyy’s Father far left]]

<br/><br/>When he was about 16 years old Rustyy almost died from hypothermia. He and his younger brother Jackson had gone outside during a blizzard to check out why their mother’s gas stove had stopped working. he had left the younger brother alone for mere seconds to retrieve a part. But when he came back, Jackson was nowhere to be seen. His brother had chased after their sister Vivian, who he later found had fallen through cracked ice. As foolish as it might have been Rustyy plunged in head first after her, sending Jackson to get help. The instant cold sent his systems into shock, but still he fought on. The amount of time that had passed was unmeasurable. But relief warmed Rustyy’s heart went he finally pulled Vivian from the unwelcoming depths. His father arrived just in time to catch Rustyy when he went unconscious. He spent almost 6 weeks in Anchorage’s main hospital after being airlifted from Grayling.

<br/><br/>His mind wasn't ever focused on popularity... No one could be popular wearing at least five layers of bulky insulated coats. Or wearing lovely red or tan long johns that could be seen when you bent over and you're thick layer raised up. Or by wearing heavy boots that took real effort to move and you could only wobble when you walked.

<br/><br/>So he never paid much attention to girl either. He figured it wasn’t worth the drama.

<br/><br/>So he left. Leaving behind everything he knew and everyone. Chasing after stars that never realyl caught his attention beyond the "just pretty to look at". In his journey to Starfleet academy, in the beat up old chevy he'd mangled together, he stopped off at a shabby tattoo parlor. Ink wasn't popular back home. So, without his parent's knowladge he covered up the scar from his youth with a tattoo that that held special meaning to him.

When Rustyy arrived to San Francisco, he learned very quickly that the rest of the work was hot... Very hot. And not just the people to look at, but the temperatures. it didn't take long for the wild child - thought really young adult - to be constantly found without certain articles of clothing. Most commonly a shirt, and often times without shoes. It was the first time he could go outside without shoes and not worry about frostbite or fending off some kind of animal that had gotten under the house.

 

<br/><br/> It was his first time from home and better yet the first time seeing - in person - any other species. Even some of the animals were new to him. Rustyy wasn't sheltered by no means, but having had no drive to look beyond his front porch, he never noticed. He would burn like a lobster, his first year in the southern states. And several years afterwards too.

 

<br/><br/> He had no idea what he wanted to do, having made the decision he thought best thought on short notice. Rustyy's grades were lackluster, the first time he tried to get into school - he failed... Completely failed. But he couldn't go home. So he found a part time job for the semester and moved into a shady apartment building. he worked as the only thing he knew how - a handyman. Which landed him in some pretty interesting situations.

 

<br/><br/>He was a tinkerer, a fixer-upper, a mechanic. Anything he could get his hands onto he could figure out, fix and even make better in some cases. And yet everything he couldn't see he fell hard on his face at. But he managed through barely scathed.By the time he went to apply for a second time he had an idea, rough, but an idea of what department he thought he'd like. And with only one point to spare, he was accepted into Starfleet. Though he was told to maintain certain averages or he'd be dropped.