Vinkovic, Feliks

PRC	STAR FLEET PERSONNEL COMMAND FILE  SECURITY RATING 3, CONFIDENTIAL

Feliks Vinkovic
Career Occupation
Position:	Engineering Officer
Assignment:	USS Copernicus, GSC-9035
Rank:	Midshipman
Time on Site:
Biographical Attributes
Species:	Human
Gender:	Male
Height:	170 cm (5 ft. 7 in.)	Weight:	79.4 kg (175 lb.)
Eye Color:	Blue-gray
Hair Color:	Black
Hairstyle:	Relaxed high and tight
Physique:	Athletic
Complexion:	Lightly tanned
Voice:	Mid-range, a little sharp
Affiliation:	United Federation of Planets
Birthplace:	Aboard family’s mining drone tender, Lyra’s Wind.
Born:	19002.25	Age:	28
Familial Relationships
Father:	Luka
Mother:	Luna
Status of Parents:	Jointly overseeing a handful of mining drone tenders at a refining outpost in the outer edge of the Cestus system.
Siblings:	Markos, 26; Mariaya, 20
Marital Status:	Single

Personal History

Prior to leaving to attend the Academy, Feliks had never seen more than the outer edge of the Cestus system. His family managed several mining drone tenders and ore haulers out of a refining outpost there. Life was a normal routine of shipboard work, odd work on the refining outpost, and partying away free time. A backwater, working class life.

The routine was punctuated, at times, with the various crises of working with, and maintaining, aging and wearing equipment. The worst he was in was while working aboard one of the tenders his family oversaw, Ferrous Wheeler. It seemed that anything that could have gone wrong had. While in basic, tethered, EVA kit, trying to dislodge a mining drone that had broken down and gotten stuck in the ore hold. When he removed a section of ore that was partially burying the drone, the drone all but shot towards the hold hatch, which was closed, and spattered off the bulkhead and sped back to the stored ore. Metal shards and ore chunks filled the empty space in the hold. Feliks was set drifting when the drone moved, the pieces frayed the tether and life support line.

After bouncing a few times, Feliks regained his bearings. He was able to open the hatch and let pieces drift into space. He severed the life support line in order to reach an exterior hatch back into the ship. After a brief check up in the medbay he was back at work. At some point in the initial chaos of it a metal shard had scraped against the side of his head. Between the scar tissue, vacuum, and treatment he has a long triangle of the left side of his head that does not grow hair. The treatment was able to repair the tissue, but he wanted the hair to remain gone, it would make a good story/conversation starter. And, it has.

A couple years later a very rare event occurred. Beside the route freighters and haulers at the outpost the sleek lines of a Star Fleet Runabout sat in stark contrast. Recruiters. They held a town hall style presentation and meeting in common space of the outpost, entreating those that would to board their Runabout and join Star Fleet.

People hesitated. The Star Fleet officers said they would wait aboard the Runabout for three days for any discussion, questions, and decisions, understanding that leaving the only home most had known was not an easy thing to be rushed.

Feliks, with his family’s hesitant support, though joining would broaden his horizons, bring different experiences. Together with his childhood friend, Eddy, he enlisted in Star Fleet. Their departure was bittersweet. Feliks was excited to see more of the galaxy, but uncertain leave the only place he’d known. The Roundabout was the best appointed ship he had ever occupied.

Technical school and the enlisted corps were almost like being home. He had picked up the basic skills at the outpost, and learned new ways to apply them and the specific technology and systems of Star Fleet. The biggest difference was the rigid rank structure, but he adapted to it. He and Eddy made new friends. Coincidently, while they were not stationed together afterwards, they were with a new friend they had made. Having Eddy in Tech School helped get Feliks through the transition of life on a small outpost and small ships to the larger galaxy. He knew it helped Eddy, as well. Their friendship was the better for it.

Following Tech School and admission to the Engineering Corps, Feliks was stationed as a maintenance crewman on a defense platform along the Romulan border. All he could do was follow the news of the Krynar War and other crises in and around the Federation.

After three years enlisted, and passing the test to advance to Petty Officer Third Class, during his second posting on a station near Trill, he applied to Star Fleet Academy to try for a commission at the nudging of his Department Head, Lt Rachael Gibson.

He was surprised when he received the admission notice, and found himself on a ship bound Earth.

Getting along with the majority of cadets took some doing, it was a bit of culture shock from the mining outpost and enlisted corps, he adjusted as best he could. It was different environment. While the enlisted and NCO corps had its structure, it felt more informal. Getting ready to be officer felt like it took the fun out of service. But, again, he adapted. Found new meaning in his station and advanced trainings. Regular contact with Eddy, who ended as a PO2 while Feliks worked through the Academy, and his other NCO friends, kept him motivated and grounded. He found a new social circle, to expand his list of friends, and was surprised the years went by so quickly.

On the occasions that he can visit home there is always a party, and he has become the hometown celebrity after gaining entry to, and, more importantly, earned completion of, the Academy.

Personality Profile

Academy Major(s): Engineering
Academy Minor(s): Systems and Operations
Hobbies and Pastimes: Card games, sports, wrestling
Short-Term Goals: Get his bearings in the galactic community and establish himself in Star Fleet
Long-Term Goals: Be one of the few to leave the mining outpost and return better for it
Personality: Easy to get along with. Work hard, play hard
Sense of Humor: Feliks enjoys himself, he may not get all the jokes but he is happy to be a part of it
Phobias: Nothing extraordinary
Likes: Shenanigans with friends, traveling to new places
Dislikes: People who are stuck up, prejudging
Pet Peeves or Gripes: People acting like it he was saved from his life as a miner
Bad Habits or Vices: Having ‘just one more’
Disappointments: Not having the free time to travel more
Illnesses: Nothing extraordinary
Strengths: Staying calm in crisis, ‘making it work’
Weaknesses: Resisting peer pressure, spontaneous formality
Fears: Being seen as not deserving of his commission due to his background
Prejudices: Generally assumes every officer he meets is a pretentious classist under shown otherwise
Off Duty Clothing Tastes: Comfortable, casual, exercise-like attire
Distinguishing Features: Attentive, always scanning eyes; wedge shaped scar on the left side of his head
Pets: none
Friends: Eddy Anders. Eddy’s family worked at the refinery outpost that Feliks’ family furnished with ore. During the unloading and the short shoreleaves it was common for the young people to find various distracting activities, most of which annoyed the older residents. Feliks and Eddy have been together to so many antics they were virtually the same person when Feliks was at the outpost. They joined Star Fleet together.

Personal Paradigm Shifts

Most Painful Experience: Surviving a catastrophic depressurisation of two-thirds of the tender he was on when the containment field of the unstable ore cargo flickered and the ore torn the side of the ship off.
Best Time: Down time between mining runs at the refining outpost.
Most Crucial Experience: Being persuaded to leave the only place in the galaxy he had ever known and seek an uncertain future in Star Fleet
Role Model: Lt Rachael Gibson, previous Department Head during first assignment. She treated him like everyone else in the Department and encouraged him to advance himself, against his own fears

Career History

Position	Assignment	Date(s)	Event
Cadet	Star Fleet Academy	21808.08	Star Fleet Academy Graduate Ribbon
Engineering Officer	USS Copernicus, GSC-9035	21808.08	Assigned to USS Copernicus, GSC-9035

Medals Tally:

Service Medals Awarded
Image	Description	Qty.
	Star Fleet Academy Graduate Ribbon	1

Contact Information

E-Mail: liodre@gmail.com

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