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Chief Petty Officer Katja Becker
Name Katja Becker
Position Medical Officer
Rank Chief Petty Officer
Character Information
| Gender | Female | |
| Species | Human | |
| Age | 40 | |
| Date of Birth | 27th December 2352 | |
| Place of Birth | SS Ticonderoga NFT-1745 |
Character Type
| Category | Secondary Character (PNPC) | |
| PNPC Owner | S'Ers-a M'Lyr'Zor |
Starfleet ID
| Serial Number | KW-191-9802 | |
| Rank Class | Senior NCO | |
| Security Clearance | Level 3 | |
| Duty Watch | Team 2 |
Physical Appearance
| Height | 5'8" | |
| Weight | 135# | |
| Hair Color | Platinum Blonde | |
| Eye Color | Blue | |
| Physical Description | Katja is slightly taller than average for a human female. She has a medium build, and is quite physically fit underneath her uniforms, which she is known to wear slightly loose—for ease of movement. When not on duty she doesn’t expose much skin, preferring long-sleeved/high necked tops and long pants in somber colors. There may be a reason for that; Katja is covered in numerous tattoos obtained while growing up on the Worfin-class transport freighter, SS Ticonderoga. Her hair is side-parted, wavy, platinum blonde that reaches down to her chin, and the sides of her head are kept shaved. The lines of a geometric tattoo that served as a collar around her neck are visible – and she has several piercings in her ears. Her expression can be very serious when working on a problem or having a lot on her plate; but she is known for an easy smile and a boisterous laugh. It all hides a dark place within her. She is prone to overindulgence – drinks too heavily on her time off, and to some she may come across as having a death-wish. If there is a dangerous mission, where the outcome is iffy, Katja will be the first to volunteer. |
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| Body Art | Geometric Neck tattoo wrapped around neck like a collar (usually the only one visible) Multiple black ink, bold-lined, tattoos that run into one another. Geometrically inspired with some alien influences. Her ship/culture use tattoos to mark important milestones in life. |
Family
| Spouse | N/A | |
| Children | N/A | |
| Father | Wilfred | |
| Mother | Siglinde | |
| Brother(s) | N/A | |
| Sister(s) | N/A | |
| Other Family | N/A | |
| Pets | N/A |
Personality & Traits
| General Overview | Katja was born and raised on a Worfin-class transport freighter. Although human, she was raised in a culture that was quite different from Terran norms. The ship dealt in trade near the Orion syndicate territory, and her ‘people’ learned to be tough and ruthless to stay safe…and profitable. The ship had been in operation for generations and developed a unique ‘culture’ within it. It was majority human, with a small representation of aliens, such as an Orion or two aboard. When the Dominion War broke out, Katja knew she wanted to fight for the Federation. They all had a nice ‘gig’ going, and she felt the Dominion would go and destroy everything her ‘family’ had built over the generations. She volunteered for Starfleet but had no desire to go to the Academy. On the Ticonderoga, Katja had been training in medicine – to be a medical provider aboard her ship, and when enlisting into Starfleet she was fortunate enough to be selected to be a medic. She learned all sorts of trauma medicine to triage and stabilize injured personnel and was inserted onto the front lines in some of the heaviest fighting of the war. The brutality of war changed her, and she developed maladaptive coping strategies to get through it. However, she was functioning enough that she continued to pass the mental health exams. Her problems were her own, thank you very much. After the war she volunteered for all sorts of assignments, finding that she did better in chaos and danger than in a sickbay deep within the Federation where the worst she saw was a broken extremity or infection. Peace made her feel restless and gave her time to think…and she started experimenting with ways to NOT think. Alcohol and exotic recreationals (which had not yet been deemed illegal by Starfleet simply because they were so far behind the curve that the intoxicant hadn’t been legislated against yet) were common off-duty indulgences. However, on-duty, Katja is determined to be clear-headed and ready for anything. She has now been transferred to USS Galileo. She has no idea what to expect, but it is WAY out there…so perhaps there will be excitement for her, which would be ideal. |
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| Strengths | Highly Intelligent Dedicated Gives her all (while on duty anyway) |
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| Weaknesses | Maybe not the most socially adept human Biting sarcasm Can get a little ah...feisty when roused. Has an addictive personality Functional addiction – alcohol for now (and going onto a ‘dry’ ship) Adrenaline Junkie (some might see this as a ‘death wish’) |
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| Ambitions | She has no ambitions outside of wanting to feel the surge of adrenaline through her veins, reminding her that she is alive and has survived where others have perished. She works for a living and is happy to continue doing so…she wouldn’t know what to do if/when she is cut loose from Starfleet. | |
| Hobbies & Interests | "Oldies" Music - is particularly fond of heavy metal and electronic music Adrenaline producing activities. Drinking (but it has gone beyond a hobby…kind of skirting necessity at this point. Look, sometimes her hands shake.) Enjoys Holonovels in the Holodeck – it’s nice to pretend to be somewhere else, someone else |
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| Orientation | Bisexual | |
| Language(s) Spoken | Federation Standard, Orion, Ferengar, Klingon |
| Personal History | Katja is the only child of Sieglinde and Wilifred Becker. Her family originated in Germany – but her great grandmothers and great grandfathers decided to live life in their own way and together with a group of about 100 other humans purchased the SS Ticonderoga and began a life in the stars. She grew up aboard a transport freighter than has seen better days. The ship is well-maintained, but it was at least 50 years out of date regarding the most current technology. It was a tough world that she inhabited. They served as merchants and transported freight across the swath of space that bordered Orion Syndicate territories. Katja learned to speak a number of random languages, for the purpose of affecting the best trades possible. Her upbringing skirted all kinds of law breaking and grey areas. They weren’t pirates, but they traded with pirates. Hell, they traded with anyone that enough gold pressed latinum. Katja learned at an early age that anything was possible, it all boiled down to the negotiations. |
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| Starfleet History | Katja left the only home she had ever known to enlist in Starfleet once it became clear how much of a threat the Dominion posed to the Federation. It came as quite a rude awakening just how different she was from other humans. Katja’s personality more closely aligned with Orions than her Earth-born brethren. It made her quite socially awkward amongst her own kind as she was not shy with saying what she wants or thinks. Boot camp/induction was seen and endured as the challenge it was meant to be. It taught Katja self-control and respect for chain of command. She took to her medic training easily enough, having had a lot of training and experience already aboard the SS Ticonderoga. She excelled so well in her trauma training that once boot camp was complete, she was sent to the front lines and served in various offensives as a Combat Medic during the entirety of the Dominion War. It changed her. It first started with barely remembered nightmares that caused her to waken shaken and jittery, which then moved to irritability and hyper alertness. Katja was always on guard, always on edge, but found that intoxicants helped smooth things. It started out with just a drink or two a night, or perhaps a roll of an herb, or a line of something that would improve the mood. However, as the years have passed, the occasional transitioned to nightly, and 1 to 2 became more. She has managed to keep control over it though. She is clear headed and ready for work when it’s time for her shift. Katja’s got it all under control. Transitioning into peace time after the war was a difficult process. Katja found the mundane day in the life unacceptable. She started volunteering for missions where the possibility of failure was high and the risk of entering combat was a distinct possibility. It was in the chaos that Katja felt…normal. |
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| Medical History | Age 20 - 2374: disruptor blast to left leg leading to a below the knee amputation and biosynthetic prosthetic replacement. It can be temperamental at times. Age 21 - 2375: Concussive blast - TBI – severe concussion, ARDS – acute respiratory distress syndrome, numerous contusions. Age 30 – 2384: Broken right tib/fib, broken right wrist, Right Ribs 5-8 necessitating plating – skydiving accident where her chute failed to open correctly Age 32 – 2386: Left orbital/maxillary sinus fracture after getting hit with a blunt object – investigation closed, no suspects identified or prosecuted. Katja may have been less than helpful in the investigation. |
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| Service Record | 2372-2373 - Starfleet Bootcamp/Induction and Combat Medic Training 2373-2375 – Served on the front lines during Dominion War 2375-2380 – Starbase 234 (on the edge of Romulan/Klingon space) 2381-2388 – USS Curiosity 2388-2392 – USS Striker 2392 – transferred to USS Galileo |
Character Progression System
| CPS Option | DISABLED |
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