Na'Lae Mandak

	LIEUTENANT JG NA'LAE MANDAK
	LTJG Na'Lae Mandak is currently Serving Aboard the USS Blackwell as Part of the Andaris Task Force as the Helmsman

Today's Date 240111.27

Crew of the USS Andaris Task Force

Lieutenant JG Na'Lae Mandak

O238901VL0 Rank: Lieutenant JG Ship: USS Andaris Task Force Position: HCO Officer Species: Rekarian Gender: Female Age: 35 DoB: 236512.14 Birthplace: Rekar III Awards & Service Ribbons Starfleet Academy Graduate Ribbon Purple Heart Pilot's Sextant Nebula Bar Innovation Ribbon User Page

	APPEARANCE

• Height: 5'7
• Weight: 140 lbs
• Hair: Auburn/Darker Usually
• Face Shape: Stoic
• Eyes: Vivid Green (Not neon, but a brighter shade of the normal color)
• Build: Na'Lae features darker than average features, and a strong demeanor. She has the traditional Rekarian Markings on her forehead, and the typical romulan straight eyebrows and ears. She comes off as a rather attractive woman, but as many discover, there are a few defense mechanisms she has acquired over the years. She boasts an athletic yet feminine build, with a larger bust, and curves to match which sometimes brings unwanted attention.
• Mouth: Full lips, typically wears no makeup.
• Complexion: Earthy tones, sometimes lighter depending on the season.
• Clothing: (Off-Duty): Lae tends to stick with simplistic clothing, those that reflect her farmer upbringing, at least when she is in the confines of her quarters. When going on shore leave, she apt to wear a cargo vest, simple shirt and slacks, in case an adventure should present itself.
• Shoes: She loves open toed shoes, or no shoes if at all possible. Nothing beats grass on the feet!
• Voice: Light, but strong. Still feminine.
• Handednesss: Right
• Tattoos: No Tattoos, but she has a clear Rekarian marking on her forehead. Does not cover this, as she embraces her heritage.

	REKAR STAR SYSTEM DATA

A very long time ago, during the original migration of what would become the Romulan race to their new homeworld, one of the ships became separated from the rest due to mechanical problems caused by a strange spacial abnomalie. These problems caused them to drift far off course. Their communications system was to badly damaged to repair. Finally they were forced to make a landing on the closest Class M planet they could reach. This landing was on Rekar III. They crashed onto the surface of the planet. In the aftermath of the crash they lost 16% of their people due to various factors. They might have lost a lot more if the natives had not been able to overcome their fears and seeing these strange people were in trouble came to their aid. This aid included medicine, food and help building shelters and planting their first crops. From the very start both races seemed to find aspects in the other that fostered a true friendship. This peaceful initial meeting blossomed into full cooperative contact with technology, skills and food sources being freely traded back and forth. It was not long before this contact resulted in intermarrage between the two races. Now after so many years their is no longer two races, only one.

	MANNERISMS

• Likes: Enjoys conversation, flirtations, being sporratic when able. For her, the comformity of home has created a need to explore, and she's willing to that to almost any extent. She values optimism in others. Enjoys Bajoran Tea of all flavors. Lae has a mental focus that has kept her through the years. She enjoys sarcasm, joking, and overall lightening things up if she can.
• Dislikes: It takes quite a bit for Lae to develop a dislike for you, but nonetheless, she has no room for people that are genuinely in it to hurt others. or for people that don't know when to stop talking, or not to talk at all. She's always believed in observation before assumption.
• Goals: Lae is looking for a lot of what others may be seeking, but most of all, she seeks adventure. She keeps her mind open, and often doesn't choose specific goals to tunnel her into a path. She's a free bird, and wants to keep it that way. eventually she'd like to settle with someone, but until then, likes to be single.
• Habits: Initially, she may seem as if she has no interest, but as she gets to figuring someone out, the more in tune she will be with the personal or group dynamic. This has sometimes branded her as a loner, but she likes to think of it as being extra observant before offering herself to anyone.
• Religion: Lae is spiritual, but recognizes no specific deity.
• Hobbies: Cooking, FLYING! Mechanical problems that she is not trained to deal with; its the challenge she likes. Enjoys personal time, but doesn't necessarily need to be doing something. Likes companionship.
• Mannerisms: Lae tends to be sarcastic when cornered, as opposed to submissive. She is a very DIRECT person, and has no time for passive-aggressiveness. This has gotten her into fights in the past, both physical and verbal, but never to the point of no return. Lae has a mental focus that has kept her through the years. She is a rather outgoing person, and has a bright personality most of the time, with a harsh side that takes quite a bit to bring out.
• Strengths: Avionics, Subterfuge when necessary, Analytics, Flight Dynamics, Logistics
• Weaknesses: The ability to gauge trust in someone. Often can fall prey to someone who's in it for the wrong reasons.
• Favorite Drink: Water has to be the most amazing thing in the galaxy. While she does indulge in sythol or actual alcohol, WATER is her go to. Coffee is also something she enjoys daily, black with nothing in it.
• Music Tastes: Lae has experienced many types of music being a freighter pilot, and venturing to many places unknown. Her favorite thus far are Klingon war chants, for some strange reason, and her roots folk music from back home. Really any music can brighten her up.
• Religious Beliefs: While not having a traditional belief system, her people have grown to help one another to the fullest, and live life within their means. Life on Rekar III had taught through religion that technology has its limitations, but as she grew older, she began to stray from that path, and embraced tech where she could. Her adoptive father, Johan, did not raise her in a caste of beliefs, but rather let her decided what was best for her.
• Languages spoken
  • Native Language
    • Rekar
  • Alien Languages
    • English
    • Romulan
    • Vulcan
    • Ferengi

	QUARTERS

Na'Lae likes to keep things modest and simple, as it reminds her of home. Having few material possessions is of great importance to her. She would much rather keep her memories and experiences close to heart, than a few items of value.

	PERSONAL AND FAMILY RELATIONS

• Marital Status: Single

• Father: Dormak Frel'han - Deceased
• Mother: Aeynne Frel'han - Deceased
• Siblings: N/A
• Spouse: N/A
• Adopted Father: Johan Mandak - Alive and Well

	PNPC'S

• Ensign K'Torin Raj - Engineering Officer
• Ensign Rachel Sinclaire - Operations Officer
• Tao Verak - Tao Verak - Chef/Bartender

	BACK STORY

Lae was raised in the large farming community of Ro'Thwan. Ro'Thwan was a tightly knit community that had survived the initial habitation of Rekar III some time ago. Although the community itself was closely bound, and tightly controlled, Na'Lae always managed to explore outside influence one way or another. She found herself gravitating towards star ports, and other major trade centers, where she would be able to see warships, traders, freighters and star racers alike conducting business between moons.

Over time, the strife and grief of her parents, Aeynne Frel'han and Dormak Frel'han, for not tending to her community duties was becoming unbearable, and she meant to leave her home in search of adventure. Things were cut short in her life however, when a traditional competition ceremony with a rival community seemed to spur beyond the norm. The Kalabam games were competitions between communities, often sports or other skill based games, that would often be used to determine the head of household for a certain house of commons among villages and towns. These competitions were typically not meant to spark tensions between communities, but in this case, once evidence of cheating was discovered, both communities clashed in a brutal hand to hand fight. Ro'Thwan was wrought with entanglement for the better part of two weeks, whereas the Rekarian military was forced to intervene and resolve the conflict. There were many casualties and collateral damages, including the destruction of the Frel'han Family co-op... and the death of her parents...

Na'Lae would leave that place, and she made for the only other place she knew. She got her first job outside the community at the Rel'Sara trade port on Rekar III as a logistics servant, moving heavy cargo with machinery, and learning the very basics of piloting small craft. Through 5 years of service there, she was picked up by a star freighter by the name of Johan Mandak. Johan was more like her father than she could've ever imagined, and she quickly formed a bond with him. Moving her way up through the ranks of his trade empire, she eventually found herself piloting her own vessel. Lae would eventually go on to adopt his last name, and officially acknowledge him as her real father. They still speak often today..

SS Diligent, Her first commission.

There are a many character quirks that have resulted from a life of star trading and gun running that have made Lae the person she is today. Having been captured once before, while under the command of her father, she has grown to distrust and often dislike Cardassians.

Current Interpersonal Conflicts

• Lae Struggles with survivor's guilt, as she surely would have been part of the conflict that led to the death of her parents, and destruction of her home.
• Johan has gone missing during one of his month long trade expeditions, she has searched on her own for a year.

	MEDICAL RECORD

	Na'Lae Mandak Patient Reference Number: O238901VL0 Date of Birth: 236512.14 Age: 35 Sex: Female Species: Rekarian
		MEDICAL RECORD
	Height: 5'7" Weight: 150 lbs Blood Type: Rekarian NOS T/E Rating: T0
	PAST MEDICAL HISTORY Chronic Illnesses: None Medications: None Allergies and Reactions: None Sexual/Reproductive History: Sexually Active, no Stable Partner
	PAST HOSPITALIZATIONS/SERIOUS ILLNESS 2367 - Rekarian Flu - Typical course of treatment with full regression in 12 weeks. No deficits recorded. 239502.13 - Firearms Blast - Right Shoulder - Dermal Bonding and Regen - Normal progression, no deficits. PAST SURGICAL HISTORY None Listed
	PSYCHIATRIC HISTORY Mentally Stable. SUBSTANCE USE HISTORY Alcohol: 2 glasses of wine per week Recreation Drugs: None Other: None
	FAMILY MEDICAL HISTORY Parent 1 (Mother): None Parent 2 (Father): None Siblings: None
	SOCIAL HISTORY Marital status: Single Children: None Occupation/Assignment: Helmsman Diet: Protein Based, with typical Consumption, 1300 calorie base daily. Exercise: Running, 3 times a week, fighting sports.
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	COUNSELORS' NOTES

	Some Notable Sims

Stardate 239412.28: Memories of Good, and Unknowns

(( Prior to Briefing, Just after Check In, USS Blackwell, Deck 12)) ((OOC- Started working on this a while ago, thought I'd finish it up and shine a light on Lae a bit. )) It had only been a short while since Lae had checked in aboard her newest assignment. She had spoken with the commandant of the task force to start, getting some pretty simple orders for the time being. Most everyone else were all trying to check in with medical, or psych, or whomever they needed in order to get their particular show on the road. Lae had decided to take a small tour instead. She'd be doing things a bit backwards, wanting to get to her quarters and get her things moved in from the cargo area. She moved off of the deck 12 turbolift right near the Shuttle Flight Control room. She smirked a bit remembering her first commission... The commandeering of the shuttle that took her from academy to Starbase 11, and the pilot who almost soiled himself...:: (( Flashback three years prior, Shuttle Tyderion, Perimeter of Starbase 11)) She'd been enroute to her first posting for some time, but finally the shuttle pilot looked over to her. :: Pilot: We'll be arriving shortly ma'am. Mandak: Perfect... It's been a while since we left... Is that... She smiled as she leaned forward through the cockpit area. She found herself instinctively sitting down in the second seat next to the pilot, watching in awe as the Starbase came into view. It wasn't the base that caught her attention though... It was the Constitution, and her massive glory. All 42 decks were calling her name. She felt a rush of energy all at once, knowing that she needed to be on that ship; that her life was about to begin. :: Mandak: We going to the Constitution I hope? Pilot: Well I'd orders to set down on the Starbase ma'am... She pulled up the comm stack before letting him talk further. :: Mandak: USS Constitution, this is Shuttle Tyderion, requesting to land... :: she mouthed the words sorry to the shuttle pilot...:: Conny: Tyderion, cleared to bay Two High. Slow approach pattern advised. Mandak: May I? :: looking to the pilot, who was still figuring what to do...:: Pilot: I mean, you basically already are so... :: He sort of put his hands up in desperation, signaling his transfer of control to her. :: She Rubbed her hands together, and got her bearings about the control panel. oO You could just be appropriate, just this once... NAH...Oo. Lae wasn't a hotshot by any means, but there was the random occasion where she'd run outside the lines a bit. This was one of those occasions. She took control, and moved the speed indicator up a bit. :: Pilot: I'm pretty sure they advised low speed approach ma'am... Mandak: They did? Hmm... They were making their way pretty quickly to the suggested bay, and noted that the door was opening. She moved the speed up even higher, moving quicker and quicker towards the bay. her eyes widened a bit as she waited for the right moment. The proximity alarm began to go off, sending the pilot into a panic. :: Pilot: Ma'am, give ME CONTROL! NOW! Mandak: Live a little will you? She punched in a 180 maneuver, turning the shuttle about face as they continued to move backwards at a ridiculous speed for landing. The rear of the shuttle breached the force field, and she threw on the rear maneuvering thrusters, just long enough to stop the shuttle, having her land ever so gingerly on the deck. She looked at the console with a satisfied look, then having forgot about him for a second, over to the pilot, who showed a face made for radio... :: Pilot: Get out... Mandak: Alright, alright... Sorry... The rear hatch opened, and she began to step out. :: Pilot: You forgot something... :: he launched her bag out the rear door onto the floor at her feet. :: Mandak: I said Sorry! :: The door closed as the words came out. This was why she typically chose the more reserved moments in life. :: ((End Flashback 1, Back to Deck 12, USS Blackwell, Quarters Mandak)) Before she knew it, she'd managed to wander to where the senior officer's quarters began in that section of the deck. She knew the layout of this deck in particular, as she wanted to be able to offload her gear in good time to make for the first briefing. She found the sliding doors to her room, and punched in her access code. That familiar woosh rang out, and she took a few steps into her new abode. For now, things seemed pretty basic. She wasn't much of an accessorizer, so the chances of it remaining basic were pretty good. Just after she'd arrived, the chime rang on the door. Certainly it would be logistics with her things. :: Mandak: Come The door opened once again, and in stepped a rather tall yellow clad logistics officer, with a hovercart of belongings. :: Logs Officer: Ma'am... I have in total three bags, and a personal computer. Mandak: Sounds about right. What about the safe... Logs: Safe ma'am? Mandak: You know... the one with all my credits and latinum in it... :: She shot him a serious look now, with her hands on her hips. :: The man seemed to squirm for a moment, clearly not seeing the ruse and thinking he'd messed up. :: Mandak: Sorry, just messing with you. Do I need to sign something? The man stayed quiet, and handed her the PADD she was holding. She punched in her signature in receipt of her gear, and gave it back to High Tower. He gave her a low smirk, and went to turn. :: Logs: Anything else ma'am? Mandak: That's all for now... Let me know if you find it... With that, he turned and left, chuckling to himself. She moved now to her things, plopping the computer on the bed. She'd a lot on her mind as of late, some of which she'd be able to explore on that computer. With Johan's disappearance some time ago, she'd been combing through local news and other personal sources for any leads on his whereabouts. He had always been the reason to keep on pushing. Always was the reason to keep on fighting, through whatever life had to throw at her. But with him gone now, it made things seem so... heavy. She opened the computer, and pulled up the HUD, punching in her command code. She opened her skimmer app, which could be programmed to scan news sources, much like a ticker, built to custom parameters. Nothing popped out at her... She sighed and laid back on the bed, undoing her top, and letting her hair fall. There wasn't much time till briefing, but she was beginning to doze a bit. ((Dreaming, SS Diligent, Area of Rekar III Trade Space, Some time ago )) Johan: Alright my dear... Take your place. It's nearly time. The smell of smoke was thick on the deck of the bridge. The operational room was full of cigar smoke. She never understood the terran man in that sense. Of all the things Na'lae knew of the human race, and in particular this human, she never understood the purpose of a cigar. Johan insisted it was to christen the new ship. Lae didn't necessarily think that her vessel needed to be filled with smoke as a send off. Nonetheless, she thought it was quirky. oO That's dad...Oo. She moved about the cabin, touching all the surfaces and controls as Johan moved around as well, smoking his awful treat. :: Mandak: These things are just as I drew them... Johan: I made it a point to use your drawings in the design plans. Had to make sure this ship was special. Mandak: Well you didn't have to. :: She smiled lightly.:: Lae had drawn starships for as long she could remember, using them in stories that would take her imagination to the Sol system and back. She never thougth she would be walking in and touching an embodiment of her mind. :: Johan: You know things are different now. No more being told what to do, when to do it. You've grown. I think it's time you were afforded the opportunity to move forward on your journey. Mandak: You know, for once I think I might be able to do that. :: She moved towards the helm, getting ready for pre-departure procedures, when another man came and motioned to the seat she was about to take. :: Excuse me... Johan: Lae... Your chair is here. :: he pointed to the center chair that was hoisted from the ceiling on a control arm, a bucket type seat with systems panels at the sides, almost like a small pod of sorts. The Captain's seat... oO Why's he pointing at that... Oo. Mandak: I don't get it... Johan: Don't you? I didn't just want to build a ship that was inspired by you. I wanted to build a ship that was commanded by you Lae... It's time. Na'Lae Mandak... Take the seat of your first command. And for gods' sake, let that man take his station... Lae was... in shock. Not quite sure what to say, she turned to see the helmsman smiling at her, as were a few of the other crew members. She stumbled to the side awkwardly, letting the man take his post. She moved towards Johan, and touched the arm of the chair. She sat inside the control station, and the control panels came to life. Systems subschecks were being performed, and she could see the progress reports being filed by the deck bosses one at a time through the holographic heads up display. She moved her hands in the air in front of the screens, watching them arrange to her liking. She rotated the control arm on the chair, moving her about the radii of the center of the room. She could see all stations, all angles. Centering back now towards the main helm, the computer prompted her on the screen "ma'am... where shall I plot a course?" :: Johan: This ship knows you, Lae. Knows your make up. It is you... Biometrics that are tuned to you, and can learn from the routines you perform. This is quite your ship now. Her thoughts were racing, not knowing how or why, or what next. :: (( End flashback )) She stood now, snapping back to reality, with the looming feeling of running late. There had been the trailing of a commbadge notification, no doubt the Captain wanting his seniors to assemble. She got herself together, putting her long hair back up, and redressing. She needed to find Johan... Some way... Some how. She just had to. ::

	EDUCATION

• Entered academy at the age of 30 on Stardate 238808.15
• Majored in Flight Dynamics and Control
  • Minor in Command and Control
  • Minor in Logistical Readiness
  • Minor in Data Analysis: Cryptics (took this because it was interesting...)
• Excelled in a few key classes
  • Frigate Class Operations
  • All areas of flight dynamics
  • Business implementation
  • Negotiation
• Other Minor Studies
  • Command Schemes and Lessons In
  • Modern Propulsion Systems
  • Computer Security
  • Quantum Mechanics and Warp Theory
    • Most of these were side projects that didn't make it through graduation. At best he has minimum qualifications in these areas.
  • Fighting Sports
  • Fighting sports were quite interesting to Lae, as violence of this sort was only seen back home during community to community sparring matches.
    • Muay Thai
    • Ambo-Juitsu
    • Mixed Martial Arts
    • Submissions
• Overal Performance Record
  • Graduated 12th in her class
  • Recieved an Honors Degree in her chosen field.

OFFICIAL ACADEMY TRANSCRIPT

Na'Lae Mandak
Aviation Commissioned on 239307.10
Karolina Cranford Ceciri Hakashri-Page Academy Commandant Starfleet Academy Training Officer Starbase 118 Campus

	Academic Transcript - Official Copy Starfleet Academy Office of the Registrar
	Student Name: Na'Lae Mandak Student ID: DO - 343-342	Commissioned: 239210.26 Transcript Issued: 239507.24

Dates of Attendance: 238808.15 - 239206.23 Campus: San Francisco, Earth, Sol Sector

Major: Aviation - Airmanship Minor: Tactics and Strategy

Cumulative GPA: 3.39 Total Credit Hours: 52

Year 1
Semester 1
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
ADMIN101	Starfleet Operations	A	1.0	4.0
MATH101	Concepts	B-	1.0	2.7
HIST101	Birth of the Federation	C+	1.0	2.3
LANG101	Federation Standard	A	1.0	4.0
Semester 2
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
ENG221	LCARS Programming 1	B	1.0	3.0
MED101	First Aid and Field Medicine	A	1.0	4.0
SURV101	Starship Emergencies	B-	1.0	2.7
TAC110	Combat, Small Weapons	A	1.0	4.0
Semester 3
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
BIO101	Concepts	C	1.0	2.0
TAC101	Combat, Unarmed	B+	1.0	3.3
PILOT101	Runabouts and Shuttles	A	1.0	4.0
PHYS101	Concepts	B-	1.0	2.7
Year 2
Semester 1
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
PILOT102	Freightor Class	A+	1.0
SURV110	Environmental Suits and Zero-G Training	A	1.0	4.0
PILOT103	Battlecruiser Class	B+	1.0	3.3
ENG231	Computer Memory and Personnel Interfaces	A	1.0	4.0
Semester 2
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
LANG120	Elementary Vulcan	B+	1.0	3.3
ENG232	Replicators, Transporters and Holodecks	A	1.0	4.0
DIPL101	General	D	1.0	1.0
ADMIN110	Chain of Command and General Protocol	B-	1.0	2.7
Semester 3
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
ENG233	Sensors, Communications and Helm Systems	B+	1.0	3.3
ASTRO101	General Astrophysics	B+	1.0	3.3
PHYS201	General Physics 1	A	1.0	4.0
BIO221	Evolution, Humanoid	A	1.0	4.0
Year 3
Semester 1
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
ASTRO123	Strange Sightings & Spatial Anomalies	A	1.0	4.0
BIO222	Evolution, Non-Humanoid	A	1.0	4.0
CHEM301	Physical Chemistry 1	B-	1.0	2.7
PHYS202	General Physics 2	A	1.0	4.0
Semester 2
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
CHEM302	Physical Chemistry 2	B-	1.0	2.7
ASTRO250	Stars	A	1.0	4.0
PHYS300	Quantum Mechanics	A	1.0	4.0
ASTRO122	The Grand Tour	A	1.0	4.0
ENG301	Transwarp Theories	A	1.0	4.0
Semester 3
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
ASTRO200	Advanced Astrophysics	A-	1.0	3.7
PHYS350	Thermodynamics	B+	1.0	3.3
BIO223	Evolution, Superior Species	A-	1.0	3.7
XEN110	Introduction to Humans	A-	1.0	3.7
ENG531	Systems Architecture	A	1.0	4.0
Year 4
Semester 1
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
XEN120	Introduction to Vulcans	A	1.0	4.0
HIST120	The Reawakening: Surak All Over Again	A	1.0	4.0
XEN220	Vulcan History Through Atomic Age	A-	1.0	3.7
HIST200	Starfleet History	A	1.0	4.0
Semester 2
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
PHYS400	Warp Theory	A-	1.0	3.7
ENG202	Introduction to Warp Systems	A	1.0	4.0
ANTH120	Wonders Beyond Our Galaxy	B+	1.0	3.3
ENG311	Starship Engineering	A-	1.0	3.7
ENG536	Advanced Transporter Techniques, Technology and Theory	B+	1.0	3.3
Semester 3
Course Code	Course Name	Grade	Credit Hours	Grade Points
PILOT202	Advanced Spacial Planning and Navigation	A+	1.0
PILOT202B	Tactical Evasion and Transwarp Running	A-	1.0	3.7
PILOT105	Capitol Class	A	1.0	4.0
ENG332A	General Troubleshooting Final	A	1.0	4.0
ENG312	Subspace Mechanics	B+	1.0	3.3

	SERVICE HISTORY

Achievements
Constitution
A new home	Say hi	So much to see	Who's that	Reporting for duty	A long long time ago

Service History
Insignia	Rank	Dates	Posting	Assignment
	Cadet Fourth Class	239200.26	1st/2nd Semesters	Flight Mechanics & Tactics
	Cadet Third Class	239210.26	3rd Semester	Theoretical Design and Engineering
	Cadet Second Class	239210.26	4th Semester	Cadet Cruise / Final Eval
	Cadet First Class	239210.26	Graduated Starfleet Academy	Aviation - Post Ops
	Ensign	239307.27	USS Constitution-B	HCO Officer
	Ensign	239411.28	Andaris Task Force	Helm Officer
	Lieutenant JG	239505.28	Andaris Task Force	Helm Officer

Awards & Service Ribbons

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For award descriptions, see: Awards and Service Ribbons

Awards and Service Ribbons

Award Name Date/Assignment Citation None Service Ribbon Name Date/Assignment Citation Starfleet Academy Graduate Ribbon 233907.07 Starfleet Academy Awarded to those who have graduated from Starfleet Academy. Innovation Ribbon 239505.20 USS Blackwell Awarded for using Morse Code to reach the Blackwell in a time of need. Purple Heart 239505.20 USS Blackwell Awarded for injuries sustained While fighting the Kam'Jahtae on Arndall Pilot's Sextant 239507.24 Andaris Task Force For aggressively simming the position of helmsman in a way that is above and beyond. Nebula Bar 239507.24 Andaris Task Force The Andaris TF is full of talented writers, each with their own unique style/voice. Brian (Na'Lae Mandak) has a particular talent for writing descriptions/scenes. Every time I read the descriptions in Brian's sims, I can feel myself being pulled into his world, his writing being vivid enough to immerse myself, almost as if I was actually there.

	PROFESSIONAL HISTORY

• 238908.15 - Enters Starfleet Academy
• 239307.10 - Graduates 12th in her class from the Academy, and sees immediate posting
• 239307.27 - Reports for duty to the USS Constitution B as HCO Officer.
• 239309.01 - Still receiving news from the trade frontier from time to time, Lae learns of her father having gone missing, and returns to Rekar III in order to begin an investigation that runs cold.
• 239411.28 - Returns to active duty, with a new posting in the Andaris Task Force.
• 239505.01 - Completes major mission on Arndall, whereas the resurgence of the Kam'Jahtae placed her as injured for the campaign. Her service earned her the promotion to LTJG, a purple heart, and innovation ribbon.

Missions on the USS Constitution B

What lies below Coming Soon

Missions with the Andaris Task Force

Throne Of Fire Stardate 239412.14 D&D style Holodeck Action!

Kam’Jahtae Episode 3: Stardate 239502 The Blackwell has finally arrived at Arndall where a Valcarian fleet is laying siege to the planet. Tensions are rising and the Blackwell has been tasked to provide aid and supplies to both sides, but are under strict orders not to involve themselves in the dispute.

P-409 Sigma Episode 4: Stardate 239505 Mysterious sensor readings from a planetoid in the Rettan Province prompts Starfleet to send the Blackwell to investigate and retrieve probe data from the surface. They will also be accompanied by a Klingon battlecruiser, also ordered to investigate by the Klingon High Council on the heels of the re-emergence of an ancient enemy.

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