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Vance’s father, Victor Carter served in the M.A.C.O. as a civilian consultant and advisor. Before being acquired by M.A.C.O., Victor was a professor at the Starfleet Academy. His wife was a doctor in the same part of the city, commonly treating injuries Cadets sustained during their more rigorous training sessions. When Victor was hired by M.A.C.O. to train their recruits in military tactical theory, he obliged, persuaded by the considerably larger paycheck. | Vance’s father, Victor Carter, served in the M.A.C.O. as a civilian consultant and advisor. Before being acquired by M.A.C.O., Victor was a professor at the Starfleet Academy. His wife was a doctor in the same part of the city, commonly treating injuries Cadets sustained during their more rigorous training sessions. When Victor was hired by M.A.C.O. to train their recruits in military tactical theory, he obliged, persuaded by the considerably larger paycheck. | ||
Victor brought his wife and son, Vance, aboard a M.A.C.O. training and service vessel, knowing just how much his son wanted to see a starship. The M.A.C.O. was never in any real peril, save for the occasional disturbance in the expanse of space. Other than | Victor brought his wife and son, Vance, aboard a M.A.C.O. training and service vessel, knowing just how much his son wanted to see a starship. The M.A.C.O. was never in any real peril, save for the occasional disturbance in the expanse of space or the visits to less-than-reputable stations. Other than the occasional rapid response call, it was all combat drills for the non-civilian crew. The young Vance attended all of his father’s lectures, usually sitting in the corner of the class so as to remain unobtrusive to his father or his students. On several occasions, Vance would also watch M.A.C.O. trainees and veterans alike go through training courses and weapon drills. Influenced with such subject matter at his impressionable age, Vance [not unlike most boys around his age] took a great interest in weapons of all shapes, sizes, and utility. However, unlike many other kids, Vance also took great interest in the tactics and practices surrounding such technology. While aboard the M.A.C.O. vessel, Vance's mother gave birth to his sister, Samantha. Obviously, as a boy who had grown up around military-minded individuals, Vance felt obligated to protect his sister, even though there was no-one hostile aboard the vessel. His brother Corey followed a few years afterwards, the burden of three children pushing Victor closer towards retirement. | ||
Vance’s father retired and returned to Earth and his home state of Oregon. Home no longer felt like Oregon, it lacked the humming of a Warp core or the smell of ozone. Vance applied for entrance in to the Starfleet Academy, but was initially turned away, as he lacked certain fundamental skills. | In his late teens, Vance was able to go on shore leave with the M.A.C.O. crew at Deep Space 17. Having formed close ties with the soldiers, Vance was openly accepted into the off-duty squad for a day of partying. Finding a dive in Deep Space 17 with affordable drinks and food relatively close to standard health regulations, the band of boisterous young males took to spending their money on drinks and games. Games like pool and poker quickly grew heated with the less-than-desirable company of shadier individuals. While Vance and his friends imbibed more and more, their mouths began to run and tempers began to flare. One opposing gambler, a scar-faced Klingon, confronted Vance, goading him into a brawl. Hopped up on testosterone and bolstered by alcohol, Vance began fighting with an opponent that outclassed him in nearly every way. Vance has no clear memory of what happened, but medical repots say that a bottle was smashed across his head, resulting in the deep and gnarled scar on his face that would stick with him for the rest of his life. He also had a collection of broken bones, including a shattered hand from striking the head ridge of the towering Klingon. If it was not for his M.A.C.O. friends, Vance would probably have been killed and dumped in a waste recycling unit. | ||
In light of the events on Deep Space 17, Vance’s father retired and returned to Earth and his home state of Oregon, taking the rest of his family with him. To Vance, Home no longer felt like Oregon, it lacked the humming of a Warp core or the smell of ozone. As soon as he could, Vance applied for entrance in to the Starfleet Academy, but was initially turned away, as he lacked certain fundamental skills. Immediately, he enrolled in classes outside of Starfleet and after a year of grueling hours of classed seven days a week, Vance had the credits and skills to make it in to the Academy. In the Academy, Carter specialized in Tactics, sticking with what he knew and majoring in such a field allowed him to be a multi-faceted asset to Starfleet. He graduated from the Academy with an above-average GPA and a couple recommendations from his teachers, but he was by no means the star pupil. What kept his GPA down was his scientific and political fields. | |||