Sta'l a essuyé le côté de son visage avec une serviette et s'est assis dans sa chaise alors qu'il regardait vers le bas les restes de la tarte au sang Rokeg qu'il avait trouvé étonnamment bon et aux restes du pudding de prune Denevan qui, bien que bon, n'était tout simplement pas aussi bon que la recette de sa mère. Note à soi-même: Continuer à modifier le réplicateur. Je vais finir par le faire. Je devrais voir si je peux avoir d'autres recettes de klingon programmées dans ce truc. Peut-être un cœur de goudron. Il a pensé à lui-même en regardant l'époque et a vu qu'il devait être en ingénierie dans quelques minutes.
Le Romulan se leva et se dirigea vers la porte et, quelques instants plus tard, se retrouva dans le turbo-ascenseur. "Ingénierie principale." Il a dit simplement. L'ascenseur a commencé à bouger et Sta'l a commencé à penser à son changement de devoir alors même que l'ascenseur a fait un bruit de sifflement étrange qui a diminué après quelques instants. Note à soi-même: Découvrez ce que c'était. Il pensait qu'en sortant du turbo-ascenseur, il descendait le couloir et se dirigeait vers l'ingénierie principale.
Ahhhh... ma maison loin de chez moi, Il a pensé avec un sourire alors qu'il a jeté un coup d'oeil aux terminaux à proximité et n'a rien vu de mal.
Name: Sta'l Haliv ((True last name unknown.))
Age: 33.
Rank/Position: Engineer ((Lieutenant))
Race: Romulan
Personality: Unlike most Romulans, Sta'l tries to avoid being dishonest and as such is brutally honest when it comes to dealing with the facts and dealing with people. In truth, his personality seems to be more Klingon then Romulan as he believes a person should keep their word no matter what. He hates the Dominion with a passion and has a very strong dislike of the Romulan senate as well.
History: Sta'l was born under less then ideal circumstances aboard the Imperial Romulan Warbird T'vex when it was under fire from a Cardassian Keldon class cruiser after attempting to capture it after it had infiltrated Romulan space and had stolen Romulan data-files from a Romulan observation station on the boarder between Romulan and Federation space. His mother was a member of the T'vex's security detail was was his father. Despite managing to deal a crippling blow to the Keldon and eventually destroying it, the survivors of the T'vex were forced to evacuate when they were unable to stabilize the artificial singularity that powered their vessel. Fortunately for the few survivors, they were rescued by the Federation star ship Gorkon, but when were disowned by the Romulan Empire and were forbidden to return for failing to capture the Cardassian vessel. Many of the survivors committed suicide by taking their own lives with their Honor blades including his parents shortly after leaving Sta'l in the Gorkin's med bay.
One of the Gorkon's engineers and his wife ending up adopting the child shortly after his parents were found dead in their guest quarters and Sta'l's life in the Federation began. At first it was difficult for the couple to deal with the needs of an infant Romulan child but they eventually managed to get the hang of it. As Sta'l grew up aboard the Gorkon, he came to realize that many of the other children didn't want to play with him and certain adult members of the crew seemed to watch him very carefully when he was around the other children. He was a teenager he heard a teenage child mutter the words "Green blood," under his breath at him that he came to his parents and asked why the other children seemed to want nothing to do with him and why certain crew members would seemingly glare at him. It was that day that he found out that he was a full blooded Romulan and that a very uneasy peace was in place between the Romulan Star Empire and the Federation with boarder skirmishes flaring up every so often. He also learned that the Romulan Empire refused to allow him to return to Romulus and what had happened to his parents.
As Sta'l took in the information he rose to his feet and embraced both of his adopted parents and thanked them for telling him the truth about his origins and the fate of his biological parents. He then immediately asked if he could apply to Starfleet academy when he came of age to show that just because he was born a Romulan didn't mean he followed their beliefs. When he came of age, he joined starfleet academy and showed great interest in the engineering and tactical courses. He also developed a mild obsession with the Kobayashi Maru scenario and after his first few attempts using standard techniques, he was able to come up with a number of unusual solutions to the scenario. He was unable to beat the scenario but on one occasion he came close to beating it by grabbing the Maru at warp speed with the tractor beams and attempting to fling it across the border and then dealt with the simulated warships by attempting to use the warp core of his vessel as a massive anti-matter projectile. It was a good idea but the explosion ended up destroying his ship as well. After the simulation, he was approached by his instructor who asked him how he got the idea to fling the Maru across the border.
Sta'l simply said he got the idea from watching old episodes of the Klingon entertainment series "Battlecruiser Vengeance." When asked how he had gotten the idea from the show which had never made mention of such a maneuver, he simply said that "something clicked in my head" He graduated from Starfleet academy as third in his engineering class and was assigned to the USS Dragos, a Miranda class starship as an Ensign and he quickly made himself at home in the Engine room. In other words, he took to engineering like a Horta takes to stone. He was eventually promoted to the rank of Lieutenant after nearly two years of serving on the Dragos and coming up with creative approaches to both hypothetical problems posed to him by the Chief Engineer and actual problems that the Dragos ran into. He was eventually transferred to the USS Orion after the Dragos had to put in for a three month overhaul on it's spaceframe where he continues to happily work in Engineering. In his spare time, he can usually be found reading up on the newest Federation engineering news articles in the mess hall.
Skills: Advanced engineering training, Basic tactical knowledge and his ability to come up with creative solutions to problems on the fly.
Other: Doesn't really mind Klingons or other species due to his upbringing. While most Romulans are highly distrustful of other species, Sta'l doesn't mind getting to know new people. His dream is to one day serve aboard one of the new Sovereign class star-ships but he knows it most likely won't happen anytime soon.
Sample Post:
Sta'l grunted as he forced himself forward through the uncomfortable insides of the jeffries tube and grinned as he found the stuck hatch. He reached into the belt on his pouch and pulled out his specially modified P-38 and held the instrument next to the hatch and activated it. He watched with satisfaction as the hatch seemingly shuddered and then the broken hatch swung open, nearly smacking him in the head. It was at that moment that he realized why the hatch hadn't closed all the way.
A small part of the side of the hatch was slightly warped. Sta'l muttered under his breath and reached into the pouch once again and grabbed a plasma torch. "Sta'l to engineering." He said with a smile "I've found the problem. Looks like something warped the edge of the hatch. I'm going to see if I can even it out a bit with a plasma torch until we can get a replacement."
"Sounds good, Lieutenant. Let us know if you need any help. Engineering out."
Sta'l smiled as he activated the torch and began to work. He was looking forward to the end of his duty shift. The newest issue of Technology Today was going to be released in a few hours and he was looking forward to reading it in the mess hall later. He was glad that he was away from the ongoing front-lines of the conflict between the Federation and the Dominion. He didn't consider himself a coward and he would fight to the end it he had to, but he would rather be studying technical manuals then repairing battle damage.