Starfleet Background as MD
Nijil never stayed in one place for very long. He learned everyone’s name and immediate medical file and would be transferred to another ship overnight. Something that became just a lifestyle he accepted. It did keep things challenging and changing.
His first posting was on a Chimera class ship, the USS Day’s Dawn. It was left in Bojorian space, meant to help pick up the pieces left behind from the war. They chased down a few war criminals, but mostly spent their time planetside or running in circles. A very opinionated Rekarian mentioned more than once the lack of actual work they did. His captain at the time was looking forward to retirement and chose to not dangerously engage anyone. It meant a lot of downtime for Nijil. A good and bad thing. Luckily the Bojorians felt free to call upon his skills from time to time.
Next a Luna class starship, the USS Fredrick. Whoever came up with these names tended to focus on Terran ones. He was transferred there six months after the Day’s Dawn. Apparently he had pushed the captain enough that he got rid of him. The Fredrick was moderately more interesting. They scored the border between the federation and the Breen. The eccentric people were known to push the limits, constantly checking for weakness. They had licked their wounds but seemed unphased by the Dominion war. The Fredrick would come to blows, where a portion of the crew were killed or captured and the rest barely escaping in escape pods. Nijil was one of those captured. Drugged to oblivion, to spill some top secret. Or at least that was the idea. He wouldn’t remember much from his time aboard their ship. Sometimes, after a long day, he would close his eyes and see minuscule flashbacks. Always hazy and disorienting. He does, however, clearly remember waking up planetside and stumbling about in the dark and falling… luckily there was a small pond of deep water. It was connected to greater oceans through underground canals. What made it not so lucky were the carnivorous eel like serpents that decided to take hefty chucks from his torso and legs. In fact, one bit so hard that it tore open his inner thigh. He was worried it was going after his privates. After a desperate swim and underwater fight, he made it to land. A few days later they were all picked up. Apparently courtesy of the Breen giving their people a call. With no ship now, those remaining of the crew were forced to relocate.
Next Olympic class, the USS Britannia Petite. A name suiting the captain, not the ship. A dwarf of a Terran, well two inches above. Captain Lucy Endymion. She was a good captain with a good ship, who took in stragglers from across the fleet. And made it her personal mission to get to know all of them on a personal level. He respected her greatly, but unmercifully teased her about her height. When she became a captain, people seemed intimidated by her, and unwilling to treat her like any other person. Him, being one of the few exceptions, despite being only a LtJg. They became fast friends and still keep in contact. When he left, after being reassigned to a ship in need of medical personnel, she had offered to write a letter of recommendation. Or better yet, ask to let him stay. A sweet sentiment, but he was needed elsewhere, and where he was needed he went.
The Nebula class starship, USS Mazak, was probably one of the most uneventful ships he’d ever been on. They touched base with their outstanding colonies, and met up with allied worlds - the ones not a part of the Federation. But ran drills all day because the captain had some kind of fetish for them. As soon as he could he jumped ships. This cargo running diplomatic ship was simply not for him.
Next was an Intrepid class ship. The USS Ingersoll. There he met germs, and dangerous fungi and all the things that could go wrong when scientists were allowed to run amok. The science based ship seemed to be the most notorious for getting into trouble. Either because they went somewhere they weren’t supposed to or did something they weren’t supposed to. It was the most … comical ship he’d ever been on. As if it were a never ending run of the Black Adler. The captain and majority of the crew were scientists - mad ones at that. With two medics - including him. And a handful of engineers looking to make a breakthrough in warp drives. Which roughly translated to they nearly blew the ship up regularly. Nijil had to fend off viruses and diseases. He got pretty sick a few times. One thing caused temporary blindness and sweaty palms. Another gave him Crohn's symptoms. Once he was laid up with something like the chicken pox - imagine someone covered in green spots- only it burned instead of itched with a fever so high he should have been in a coma - others where. But drugs, caffeine and enough alcohol to burn back, he managed to limp through. Even found how to cure it. This made him absolutely abhor the idea of ever being sick. To the point that on the rare chance he was, he tended to be excirciatingly pissy.
Constitution class, the USS Constitution - A. He managed to get away from the crazies after two of the Scientists were arrested for attempted genocide. This is where he met a CMO who could be as cratankorous as him. He got along well with Wyn, they both were no bull kind of people. More interested in fixing things rather than listening to excuses. Nijil appreciated that greatly. Also where he met Alize Sorenson, an incredibly attractive mortician. The ship was incredibly fond of relationships of all kinds. Bonds, friends or more. Probably the most caring ship he’d ever been a part of. Though, he never felt like he fit in. To dark, to unforgiving. With a severe lack of patience and bedside manner he was seen as more of a jerk then anything. Granted that was what most people thought of him. It was just more noticeable there it seemed to him. Though Alize countered that. And awkwardly they danced around each other, neither making the first move. But of course, they were both black sheep, awkward ducklings and eventually they came together
Starbase 118 was the first Starbase he’d been stationed too. And for all the ones he could land on, it was the largest of them all. A conglomerate of cultures. He wasn’t sure what to expect, an unusual Captain and even more so CMO. When he came, he found Ezo to be a light hearted woman and reasonable to work with. Of course there was the night she made fun of his beard… But she was very admired by those around. So when she left, there was a noticeable missing part of Sickbay. Something he wasn’t any good at filling. But he was more than a little pleasantly surprised when Alize showed up, in all her glory. A fine posting for a fine woman, mortician and forensic science. Here he found lots to do. Working with the marines as emergency medical response teams, to learning about different worlds. Specifically Klingon - which was a fancy of Alize. He liked what he’d seen and was more than willing to delve in deeper with her. Although the night his mother and siblings came… forever grateful for slipping away with Alize to get rather sloshed in a local pub.
After much griping about no CMO, Captain Taybrim surprised him with the position…
Starfleet Background as XO
It didn't take long for captain Taybrim to see his leadership skills and in a dire situation Nijil wouldn't hesitate to take charge. During a mission involving those radical cults hell bent on uprooting the Klingon government, their newest XO found herself incompacitated. He quickly took charge of the situation. Keeping everyone safe and in one piece as well as obtaining imperative intel.
During an awards ceremony, Sal promoted him to the position of XO.
The position was short lived however when an emergency request came in for medical personnel. An entire system was hit with an unknown virus, one at the time was thought to be through genetic mutation caused from so much interspecies breeding and not enough inoculations to keep sickness at bay. Nijil and a team from all of Starfleet were sent to the three inhabited worlds to lend assistance. The doctors and medical personnel found themselves confined to EV suits for the first month and a half, taking turns to return to the support ships and going through decomp. They couldn’t take a risk. Viruses continued to mutate and became harder to cure. They came to a solution none too soon. After a third of the help had become ill and several dieing from mutated viruses they were able to track down the original virus. With the base cause understood they work day and night to track and predict changes and mutation and finally cut it off before it could get worse. Once that was done and isolation procedures were properly put in place, the teams were able to systematically eradicate individual strands of the virus.
After long months, some weightloss and a crankier than ever attitude, Nijil was finally relieved of duty and allowed to return to Starbase 118. An old friend came through to pick him up, Captain Lucy Endymian. It was nice to catch up with one of the few people who actually liked him. He was informed that a new XO had taken his place during his leave, which he was more than okay with. He was a doctor with poor social skills… He probably would have started a war by now, instead of curing an entire system. Though he is eager to see what’s become of sickbay.
But he wouldn’t go back to Sickbay. When he came back, his very first meeting with Captain Taybrim would have him signing right back up for first officer. It was with little indecisiveness. He’d done it once, surely he could do it again. And he would, to the best of his ability and then some.
Fates would not be kind though, because the missions to follow would be painful - physically and mentally.
Nijil did his time as the XO until he was called away to help as a diplomat on behalf of the Federation. The new Rhihannsu empire felt more comfortable with him as the representative due to his mixed heritage and the long standing the Rekarians have with the Romulan people. Because of this rule, he had to step down as first officer. LtCmdr Alora DeVeau stepped up to take his rule. Though he didn't personal get along with the woman who seemed lead by emotions, he certainly supported the choice Sal made with selecting her.
While he was away his headaches became increasingly worse. Any medication given to him by Dr Bailey seemed to not be working as well. Upon his return he would see her right away to look further into the pain.
He did not know that he would be returning as the new commander of the ArchAngels, a marine group that worked as a quick response medical and combat team. Something that sat with him just fine.
Starfleet Background in the Marines
Upon his return to Ops, Nijil was more then happy to take on the role among the marines and return to his core practice of field medicine. Though he still works closely with the station's Sickbay. Suring an anything-but-routine mission into the Janatris Cloud, he filled in the senior medical officers who were either on mission or out for medical leave.
Full Timeline
- 238605.12: Graduated Starfleet Academy
- 238607.02: Stationed on USS Day’s Dawn
- 238710.17: Transferred to USS Fredrick
- 238801.30: Captured by the Breen
- 238801.31: Left behind on an Unknown planet, attacked by eels
- 238702.02: Rescued by Starfleet
- 238803.04: Stationed on USS Britannia Petite
- 239002.17: Transferred to USS Mazak
- 239109.01: Transferred to USS Ingersoll
- 239202.17: Transferred to USS Constitution
- 239412.02: Transferred to Starbase 118 Ops
- 239508.22: Was made Chief Medical Officer
- 239603.08: Was made First Officer
- 239605.28: Leaves Starbase 118 Ops to lend aid during global medical emergency
- 239701.05: Returned Starbase 118 Ops and resumed his position of First Officer after the leave of Commander Gogi
- 239806.06: Leaves Starbase 118 Ops to play diplomat between Starfleet and the Romulan Empire
- 239812.01: Returned to Starbase 118 Ops to lead Marine team.
Relationships
Alize Sorenson - Alize and Nijil met back on the USS Constitution-A. She was the ships mortician and he was a medic. They were both awkward and fascinated with … uncommon things. Such as death and Klingon culture. At the time, he didn’t think much of it except maybe a friend to talk to on occasion. He was transferred to Ops just as they were getting serious and starting to date. Soon after though, Alize was transferred to Ops as lead forensic and mortician. Which meant they were able to pick up where they left off. She has on more than one occasion played nursemaid to the injurres accrued during missions.
Sal Taybrim - While his commanding officer, Nijil feels that he and Sal compliment each other well. He highly respects the man and is willing to go through anything with him. They are more than just co-workers. But friends too. Nijil finds that he trusts the man, probably more than he should at times. But loyalty was never something his people lacked, it was just hard earned. And Sal has earned ten fold.
Ezo Mirra - She was his last CMO when he had just started out on Ops. She was an energetic woman with a big heart. They didn’t always agree on things, but he respected her opinions. There was one time when he had to carry her after being heavily medicated and unable to walk on her own. She had played with his beard and told him she didn’t like it cause it was scratchy. While a polar opposite to himself, they worked well together.
Solaris McLaren - Since his return to ops, the two have been sent on several missions together. This has created a bond or kinship between the two. After one harsh mission of fighting against the Cult of Molor, he shared a bottle of bourbon with her. They drank the entire bottle and ended up sharing several uncommon things. His drawing and her singing. Nijil considers her a friend and someone he appreciates to have his back on a mission
Gallery During Starfleet
When Nijil was called away for a medical emergency
Dressed up for 2397 award ceremony
