|Position||Chief Medical Officer|
|Birthplace||Mariner City, Mars, Sol|
Doctor Edward Spears last served as the Chief Medical Officer aboard the USS Constitution-B. He specializes in Xeno-Neurology and has completed an advanced practicum in Xeno-Neurosurgery.
- Height: 188.2cm
- Hair: Sandy Brown
- Hair Length: Medium-Short, conservative
- Eyes: Grey
- Build: Lean
- Skin Tone: Light, recently sunkissed due to studies on Earth
- Voice and Accent: Upbeat and expressive; his accent is from the Mariner Valley on Mars, which contains many of the inflections of a South African or Australian accent.
- Off Duty Attire: Predisposed to button down shirts, well tailored jackets and slacks, and scarves.
- Ed is an intermediate level cellist with a passion for the Martian masters and Rachmaninoff;
- He discovered the joy of open-ocean sailing once he moved to Earth. He came in 4th place at the Starfleet Academy Fleet Regatta in his final year;
- He has a passion for collecting old books of all kinds, but especially medical and science books from different cultures;
- Zero-Gravity Tennis.
- Swimming. Despite enjoying his time on the water, he is still a poor swimmer.
- Tofu. Many Martian dishes are based on Tofu, from the early colony days. Needless to say, overexposure breeds dissatisfaction.
- Electronic music. An academy roommate played nothing but electronica throughout medical school and he now associates it with an inability to focus.
- Favourite Food: If it's any kind of curry, Ed wants it. Martian cuisine is heavily based on exotic sauces and spices since the original colonist's bland nutrient rations needed something to make them more interesting.
- Favourite Drink: A cup of Darjeeling tea, or soda water with lime.
- Personal Quarters: Warmly decorated with bookcases and comfortable reading chairs. The shelves are home both to both reproduced old books and a few treasured originals as well as examples of old science and medical equipment from across the Federation. Now also home to several pieces of art from different sources. Some are originals, inspired by a musical pottery workshop run by Lieutenant Lazarus Davis, while others have been procured from the various merchants on Starbase 104. Many are originals from Martian painters and heavily feature landscapes of the homeworld.
Edward Spears takes his role as a healer extremely seriously, with a commitment to cultural understanding coming right after. He possesses a talent for self-deprecating humour; his main defence mechanism when placed in unfamiliar or uncomfortable territory. Ed is a personable type who gets along well with almost everyone. His openness to learning about and sharing in other cultures ingratiates him with his non-human colleagues who are often eager to share parts of their own worlds and experiences with him. He's optimistic about the future in a way unique to Martians; something developed before Mars was terraformed. Almost a distinct cultural trait on its own many Martians, including Ed, can't help but see the future as filled with the promise and possibility of something better. Ed is passionate about learning and discovery, like any good scientist. He works to further his understanding both inside his field, and also across other disciplines. He is known to socialize with people from every department while off duty so that he might learn something new, whether it's about a culture, ship's system, emerging research, music, or art.
Because of this openness and eagerness to absorb the galaxy around him, Ed is unfortunately susceptible to being emotionally hurt by dishonesty, deception, or unkindness. He hates to see others in pain or suffering, and he cannot stand to see it inflicted on others. He fiercely believes that military action should only be taken as a last resort, and only in self-defence. The Federation's trend toward heavier armament and purpose-built warships is one that doesn't sit well with him at all, despite the recent events that led to those decisions being taken at the highest levels. He also has regular arguments about security orders that force him to carry a sidearm on away missions.
Since coming aboard the USS Constitution, Ed has formed close bonds with many members of the crew. His first mission included grave peril and some of those colleagues' lives had been placed in immediate danger. Ed learned a lot about the potential risks involved in being a Starfleet officer and it caused him to reflect on his humoured approach to many aspects of life. In the end, he realized that there would always be hard times no matter where he served and that a doctor's role is to heal in whatever capacity he's capable of. Sometimes that requires physical treatment, but sometimes it simply takes a quick joke or a smile to help a patient feel more at ease.
- Father: Frederick Spears (Age 68)
- Mother: Dr Bethany Lawrence-Spears, MD (Age 67)
- Sister: Clara Clarke (Age 35)
- Significant Other: Yito Seja
- Children: None
- Dr Karen Heartmier, MD
- Dr. Wyn Foster, MD
Early History and Education
Ed Spears was born to Frederick Spears, a space-habitat architect, and Bethany Lawrence-Spears, a family physician in Mariner City on Mars. Ed’s childhood was spent in the hundreds of kilometres of tunnels and dome habitats that cover the Martian surface, but his father’s work allowed for frequent trips to Luna, Io, and Ganymede. His first experience going to Earth wasn’t until Ed was 16 years old, and was selected to represent the Mariner Technical Collegiate at a Youth Federation Assembly. Ed was stunned by the beauty of humanity’s homeworld, having only seen it in holographic form before. The mock assembly also put the delegates in contact with influential mentors from across the Federation with an eye to attract future leaders in the diplomatic and political fields. But Ed, ever the unconventional student, found himself wandering the campus alone. Thinking of his mother’s vocation, he decided to tour Starfleet Medical. A fateful encounter with one Doctor Karen Heartmier changed Ed’s course in life from one of engineering or diplomacy to one of medicine and discovery.
Over the next few years, Ed and Doctor Heartmier kept in touch as he finished his studies on Mars. She personally recommended him for Starfleet Academy’s pre-medicine program, but he decided to take some time to gain experience working in the Martian Volunteer Technical Corps before making any final decisions on his final direction in life. Having given some years of work to his home planet, he finally accepted an offer to Starfleet Academy. His first years at the academy were some of the best, and most difficult of his life. Unused to the full gravity of Earth, Ed struggled with the physical training elements of Academy life; and since he wasn’t from a ‘true’ low gravity world, he wasn’t offered much assistance. It was also the longest he’d spent away from his family and he missed important milestones in their lives, including his older sister’s wedding. Despite the challenges, he managed to make it through the pre-med program and into Starfleet Medical proper.
Fully immersed in his medical studies, Ed found himself forming firm friendships with the other medical students, but especially those who weren’t from Earth. His openness and enthusiasm towards different cultures ingratiated him to his non-human peers and propelled him toward a focus in xeno-physiology. In the end, Doctor Edward Spears finished the rigorous training at Starfleet Medical and took his oath.
After graduating from the academy, Ed was immediately assigned to the USS Constitution-B as a junior medical officer. He was immediately thrown into a classified undercover mission to retrieve a hijacked Starfleet vessel. Ed’s cosmetic surgical skills were immediately tested, and so were his convictions. Growing up in the Federation core, Ed had never known true cruelty. Reading about an atrocity was very different from witnessing a deplorable act firsthand. Ed came away from the experience with a new appreciation for what the Federation truly stands for, and against. That idealism is something he has not lost ever since.
Every Starfleet officer dreams of their own first encounter with new life. As a medical officer, Ed was perhaps keener than many to be one of those people. He got his wish, but it wasn’t as straight forward as he’d imagined. In an encounter with an energy-based lifeform, the ship was attacked and damaged. Ed was responsible for the coordination of Sickbay's emergency response efforts, but during the crisis a crew member fell gravely ill and required immediate surgery to save her life. Ed acted despite having only the basic Starfleet Medical surgery courses. He fought valiantly, but his patient had a rare and deadly disease that ultimately claimed her life. This was the first time Ed had lost a patient outside of the simulations in medical school and the death hit him harder than he'd anticipated. If it weren't for some of his friends and colleagues onboard helping him work through the guilt associated with the loss, he might not have recovered from this event. Thanks to that support, instead of leaving medicine he decided to undertake a surgical fellowship so that he would be better prepared in the future.
It is said that experience breeds wisdom, and after another bizarre mission Ed was starting to find his stride. Not only were his own medical skills progressing, but his personal and professional relationships were blooming as well. Ed's skills were recognized again with his appointment as the Chief Medical Officer. His appointment had come not long after the departure of his original mentor, Wyn Foster. As it happened, the Constitution needed a CMO more than ever as new medical officers found their way to the Constitution regularly with a need for guidance, mentorship, and clinical practice.
To be a physician in Starfleet is often to have a finger on the pulse of the ship and crew at large. Ed’s promotion to lieutenant-commander affirmed that he had made the right choice in accepting the role of department head. It was also a rank that started to draw more attention. Ed had always considered himself a capable clinician, and a capable administrator as the CMO but when things went poorly on a supposedly routine trade mission, Ed was asked to step into a role he had not anticipated filling; that of Second Officer. It was a role that signified to the crew that he was capable of leading more than just a sickbay, but perhaps officers and crew from other departments. There was an irony in Ed’s mind as he’d spent the majority of his career within the comfortable bulkheads of sickbay, not learning how the other departments interacted on the bridge. Still, the need was there, and Ed was dedicated to helping in whatever capacity he was needed. If being the Second Officer would help, he wasn’t going to shy away from the role.
|Cadet First Class||238702.14||239502.14||Starfleet Medical Cadet|
|Lieutenant Junior Grade||239510.15||239602.06||Medical Officer|
|Lieutenant||239602.06||239611.12||Chief Medical Officer|
|Lieutenant Commander||239611.12||239801.12||Chief Medical Officer|
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