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[b]Name:[/b] Adam Kerrick
[b]Age:[/b] 23
[b]Species:[/b] Human
[b]Academy Major:[/b] Systems Engineering. (Additional Credits studied in; Survival, Tactics, Basic Marine Training and Xenobiology.
[b]Bio:[/b]

Adam Kerrick was born the first male child of a non-Starfleet Colony to parents who were possibly a little too dramatic for their own good. Torvus-III was not exactly the most ideal place to grow up in the Galaxy, particularly in the opening years of its existence. A world comprising mostly of only semi-fertile plains, with biting winds and roving herds of mega-herbivores, and predators to match, it was a true Frontier existence, chasing the valuable resources buried beneath the planet. Adam's love may have been the Sciences, but he first learned how to hunt, survive, and kill to defend his family and home. Living atop floating mobile colonies, mimicking herd behaviour so as to stretch out the resources that could  be gathered from any one location, Adam was transient his entire life, and would only grow more so as time went on. As soon as he was old enough, he was travelling between the various colonies of the world, sometimes to bring goods back and forth, later, by his twelfth birthday, to aid in the repair and improvement of colony systems themselves.

Despite his home planet's isolation from Starfleet, it seemed natural that the maverick prodigy of the nowhere planet would make his way there, the best opportunity to expand upon, and apply his skill set and interests. With little formally recognised education upon Torvus-III, Adam had to travel for aptitude testing and training, his first time away from his home planet, not that he had any particular love for home. Adam's technical and practical ability made up for, in some amount, the lack of academic experience and qualifications, and following a few intermediary courses to provide him with the necessary bells and whistles, Adam moved on to Starfleet proper.

Having never really experienced the life of a built up colony, Adam found Earth and Starfleet more than a little bit of a culture shock, never quite deviating from his studies, he certainly took some time to explore the various wonders of Earth society, and many of the things his fellow students took for mundane. With his somewhat rustic upbringing, Adam did not feel fully realised in his focus alone, taking on a variety of electives to expand upon skills he had picked up across his life, primarily for combat and survival situations, so that he might have some official qualification to go along with his capacity for such things. While he made friends among his fellow academics, he spent more time bar-diving with the Marine Cadets, finding a little more in common with the majority of them. His bold mix of studies and skills, eventually earned him a place on the Jolly Rogers, and all the subsequent adventures that entailed. Appointed as the Operations Chief of the Challenger following the 'culling' of the Crew, Adam has been quick to earn his position and more, at least in terms of enthusiasm. His personality may scream care-free and rule-breaker, but his worth ethic is almost absolute, to the point that might make a Vulcan blink. Whatever the case, both he, and the crew, will be ready, for the next great challenge the decides to rear its face in their path, be it scientific, or militant.

[b][u]Relations[/u][/b]

[u][b]Cadet Captain Lorelei[/b][/u]

Adam didn't expect to make friends with a centuries old alien when he first began his Star Fleet education, but he didn't expect to have anything in common with one either. Both exposed to Earth culture at the same time, in a similar way. During her earlier 'dropout' years, they both spent plenty of time running away from classes to catch games, films and the like. While their relationship cooled a little as she began to take herself more seriously, Adam always able to balance being professionally light hearted, along with his studies, they both continued to succeed, and we're accomplished enough to be selected for the Black Flags. Since the disaster of their first mission, Adam has been attempted to get their Cadet Captain to come back out of her skin, to no avail.

[b][u]Master Chief Eso Rosk[/u][/b]

Adam and the Master Chief are not friends. Other than a vague respect for the man and his abilities, there is little love lost whenever the two butt heads. Adam is too jovial, too insubordinate in subtle ways for the Master Chief, and Adam has never been one to respect authority for authority's sake.

[b][u]Cadet Arthur Locklin[/u][/b]

As his elective classes may attest, Adam was always of the mind he would have been a marine, were he not so clever. He has often been faster, and better, friends with those of the military mind than his fellow students, appreciating the more grounded view, in a way reminding him of home. Locklin and Adam are drinking buddies, and will often be found, when appropriate (and sometimes not) smashing back shots. They probably both owe each other a small fortune in lost card hands.

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