Lieutenant JG Sakkar
Name Sakkar
Position Chief Flight Control Officer
Rank Lieutenant JG
Character Information
Gender | Male | |
Species | Vulcan | |
Age | 27 |
Physical Appearance
Height | 5'11" (180 cm) | |
Weight | 174 lbs. (79 kg) | |
Hair Color | Black | |
Eye Color | Blue | |
Physical Description | Sakkar has a lean, sinewy build with typically Vulcan ears and eyes. His expression is often unreadable, although like most of his kind he may offer a raised eyebrow to indicate reactions to things he finds noteworthy. During his time at the Academy he was gravely injured in a crash. As a result he now has two new biosynthetic legs, fourteen new genatronically replicated vertebrae, and a micro-positronic implant in his brain. |
Family
Spouse | None. Was betrothed to a woman named T'Vandrah but the bond was sundered. | |
Children | None | |
Father | Selkal | |
Mother | T'Ayel | |
Sister(s) | T'Isan and T'Vel |
Personality & Traits
General Overview | Sakkar's demeanor is like most of his kind: calm, unemotional, and unrelentingly logical. However, he is not unapproachable. He is even known to be funny every now and then, although it's anyone's guess if he's aware of it. | |
Strengths & Weaknesses | Confident, decisive, and dedicated to duty. Unencumbered by human emotions. Not given to human cultural conventions such as humility or politeness. Can seem aloof at times. | |
Ambitions | He is focused on what he is doing here and now. Therefore, his primary ambition is to conduct his duties with impeccable effect. He takes what he does very seriously. As far as long-range plans go he desires to be an Admiral. However, as someone who has survived an encounter with death, he knows that one may encounter all kinds of unexpected detours. | |
Hobbies & Interests | Vulcan meditation, study of Vulcan philosophy, music. Space jumping and camping are also things he's been known to do, with a little prodding. In his spare time he is also researching the history of pre-Surak Vulcan. He hopes to compile it into a book someday. |
Personal History | Sakkar was born on the colony planet Sigma Draconis VII. It was a small enclave of only 20,000 people. Their work was terraforming the class-K world into class-M standard. He grew up watching the world around him transform from an airless desert landscape into one with a thriving ecosystem. His parents, Selkal and T'Ayel, were terraforming engineers. They also had the distinction of being the first couple to be married on Sigma Draconis, after Selkal underwent the Ponn Farr and asked T'Ayel to be bonded to him. It was logical as she was the only Vulcan female on the planet. Sakkar was born soon after. He was named for his mother's father, who had passed away many years before. His sisters, T'Isan and T'Vel, who are twins, were born later on. Their home on Sigma Draconis was peaceful and prosperous. The only danger they knew was the environment outside, where the air was thin and the heat in the summer was bad enough to blister skin if exposed for more than 30 minutes. His earliest memories were of running around and playing in a bulky, cumbersome enviro-suit that he disliked because it prevented him from running as fast as he could. His mother, however, absolutely forbade him to take it off. One particular incident from his childhood had a significant impact on him. When he was 10 years old a group of geologists from the colony set off on a shuttle to explore one of the planet's moons. On the return trip the shuttle's thrusters malfunctioned, sending the craft into a violent spin as it approached the spaceport. The craft slammed into the ground. All eight people aboard were killed. Sakkar's parents volunteered to help recover remains from the wreckage. Several of the geologists aboard had been friends of theirs, including a man named Dr. Jenker. It was Jenker that he remembered the best. He was a kind man with a beard who always called him "tiger," and showed him interesting rocks from his collection. It was his first lesson on the fragility of life, and he was inconsolable over it. Soon thereafter his parents began teaching him how to control his emotions and take serenity from logic. The accident also inspired him to take flight lessons. He wondered if Jenker and the others would be alive if he had been piloting, though logic denied it. Still, his parents allowed it. In a few months he had achieved all the necessary certifications. When he wasn't busy with studies he helped out as a co-pilot and a dispatcher for the colony's tiny shuttle fleet. Around the same time Sakkar was betrothed to a girl named T'Vandrah back on Vulcan. It was his parents' idea, and it was all done very logically. They had researched a database of young Vulcan girls whose health and psychological profiles suggested they would make suitable mates for their son, and settled on the one who had scored 98.7 percent on compatibility. After meeting the parents of the girl they chose, the match was set. Other than a brief introduction over subspace, Sakkar did not know the girl and had little direct contact with her growing up. He struggled to see the logic in marrying someone he hardly knew, but he didn't resist it, either. It was one less thing to be concerned about. When the biological urge pushed him to mate, a mate would be available. So be it. [Sidenote: before reporting to the Astrea, Sakkar received a brief message from T'Vandrah. She informed him that she was going to Mount Selaya to train as a priestess. A path that demanded total commitment. It was possible that she would be out of contact for many years. With that in mind she gave him leave to seek a different mate, should his needs require.] At the age of 16 Sakkar had his first encounter with Starfleet personnel. By now the air on Sigma Draconis was breathable, and civilian freighters were always coming and going. Resupply was important for the colony. But for a time those duties were taken over by Starfleet. This was due to a territorial dispute with the Breen which threatened the security of the colony. Young Sakkar didn't know much about the Breen except that they were cruel and warlike. Security was taken up by the USS Valour, which paid a port visit to the planet. The USS Valour was a Nebula-class starship. Her mission at the time was to resupply the colony and patrol the surrounding sectors for signs of Breen activity. While in orbit her captain invited the colony's school children to come aboard for a tour. Sakkar was among them. He was impressed by everything he saw. The sharp-looking uniforms; the bright, clean spaces; the intimidating thrum of the warp core; the amazing capabilities of the holodeck. Sakkar knew he wanted to be in Starfleet. That evening, Sakkar brought up the idea of joining Starfleet with his family. His sisters, still very young, were enthusiastically supportive. His father was also supportive, but advised him to research and be absolutely certain that this was what he wanted to do. His mother was the only one who tried to talk him out of it. A great uncle of hers had served in Starfleet and had been killed in combat with the Klingons. She felt it was logical to apply his talents elsewhere, rather than take the risks involved with that type of career. Sakkar understood, but there was no dissuading him. The next day he contacted a recruiting officer via subspace to begin the application process for the Academy. A few months later he traveled to Starbase 11487, the nearest Starfleet facility, to take aptitude tests and meet with a selection board. His father offered to accompany him, but he insisted on going alone. He was eager to set off on his own. Being on a big starbase was an eye-opening experience for him, but it convinced him more than ever that he wanted to be part of this world. A few weeks after returning home, an officer from the selection board called him to say that he had done well in the tests and interviews. Only one student from the sector, however, was allowed a slot at the Academy, and another person had edged him out on the scores. Just barely. The selection board officer encouraged him to try again the following year. Sakkar resolved to do just that. In the meantime he began making alternate plans to study at a university on Vulcan, the homeworld he had rarely visited all his life. A little over six months later an unexpected call came. An admissions officer from the Academy contacted him to say that the person selected over him had changed his mind at the last minute. The slot he wanted was available again, but he would have to arrange transport to Earth immediately to make it in time for freshman indoctrination. Could he make it? It took some doing but his father managed to negotiate passage for him on a Naussican merchant ship, plus meals and a spot in the cargo bay where he could lay down a sleeping mat. It was a difficult goodbye with his parents, though no emotions were displayed. With little more than the clothes on his back he boarded the cargo ship. A lone Vulcan with twenty Naussicans who had no intention of treating him any better than the cargo they were hauling. It was a long trip. Four and a half weeks later Sakkar finally arrived in San Francisco, exhausted, hungry, and somewhat in need of a shower. This was the first time he had been on Earth. He was also two days late for the Indoc cycle, but was granted a waiver from possible AWOL charges. He stepped through the gate at the Academy to begin his Starfleet career. In his third year, Sakkar was a pilot in Nova Squadron, the Academy's flight demonstration team. While practicing for Federation Day festivities over Switzerland, one of Sakkar's teammates collided with him. His small craft spun out of control and slammed into a mountain in the Alps. He had no time to activate his emergency transporter. His injuries included both legs severed below the knees, fourteen crushed vertebrae along with a fractured skull, and a traumatic brain injury. Fortunately for him, the surgical intensive care team in Zurich was one of the finest. In a marathon of multiple surgical procedures, they all but rebuilt the young Vulcan. Biosynthetic legs were grafted in. Genetronic replication, still considered risky at the time, was used to reconstruct his shattered spine and cranium. Finally, and most dicey of all, a micro-positronic implant was put in his brain in hopes that it would compensate for lost brain function. There were no guarantees, and doctors warned his parents that their son, though alive, might never fully recover. Sakkar's rehabilitation was arduous. By no means did he leap out of bed a new man. Not only did he have to work on rebuilding his strength and mobility, but he also struggled with performing routine tasks, with speech, with memory, and with concentration. There were many frustrating days where logic failed and his anger overtook him. He missed the remainder of his third year, then most of his fourth year. Nevertheless, with the support of his family, he recovered enough to stand with his graduating class at the end of the fourth year. The Academy granted him another waiver. This time to finish his studies at a later date. At graduation, Sakkar was asked to give the keynote address. He used most of his time to thank those who saved his life, as well as those who supported him in his recovery. He felt they were the ones who deserved to be honored. The audience gave him a standing ovation. For his part, Sakkar did not see the logic in being applauded for merely surviving, but there it was. |
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Service Record | Starfleet Academy: Graduated with honors in Exoarchaeology and Starship Propulsion Systems. Successful completion of Command and Advanced Bridge Officer Qualification training. Also active in several student clubs including Nova Squadron and the cross country team. Starbase 4077. His first duty station after graduation. He finished up his studies here. Also, the top-notch hospital facilities at this base enabled him to successfully complete his rehabilitative therapy. When he wasn't doing any of that he served as a support craft pilot, as well as a helmsman for the resident garrison ship, the USS Steadfast. He was also given a special, temporary assignment as a systems and flight test manager for the Baikal-class scout shuttle, for which he received a commendation. After eighteen months he was cleared to return to full active duty. He requested an assignment aboard a starship. The request was granted, aboard the USS Astrea. |