Commander Calvin 'Cal' Maraj
Name Calvin 'Cal' Maraj
Position Commanding Officer
Rank Commander
Character Information
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Human | |
| Age | 38 |
Physical Appearance
| Height | 6' 4" | |
| Weight | 250 lbs | |
| Hair Color | Black | |
| Eye Color | Black | |
| Physical Description | Calvin has an impressive physique forged through his determination to remain fit and athletic stemming from his younger years. His body carries many scars from battles over his career in Starfleet, scars he has refused to get removed as he is a strong believer in they serve as reminders of past deeds, possible mistakes and reminders of unfortunate incidents. Most notable can be scar tissue across his abdomen and chest from an incident during the Dominion War. |
Family
| Father | Admiral Stanley Maraj, Starfleet HQ, San Francisco | |
| Mother | Parbatee Maraj (ne Baksh), Nurse - San Fernando Medical Centre | |
| Brother(s) | Sergant Andre Maraj, Starfleet Marines Lieutenant Mohan Maraj, JAG officer |
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| Sister(s) | Dr Seema Maraj, San Fernando Medical Centre | |
| Other Family | Lt. Commander Kirk Diaz (Cousin) - CSTO, USS Pembroke |
Personality & Traits
| General Overview | Cal is a fairly easy going guy. He can be fiercely competitive in everything that he does, even if it doesn’t appear that way. He is passionate, loving and will fight for his people even at the expense of a reprimand from others. Always up for a good time, believes highly in socialising with others and will always be the first to buy a round. The darker side of him he keeps locked down, mostly. |
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| Strengths & Weaknesses | Has a strong work ethic and believes in respecting those that respect him. Got to give it to get it. Calvin was a sought after pilot in his younger days and as such can pretty much fly anything and land on a size of land the size of a pin. He is confident, cavalier in his attitudes and a strong believer in ‘people’. He’ll always give something a chance. Can be a bit of a rule bender, that cavalier attitude works both ways. His stubbornness can get in the way of seeing things clearly if someone comes at him and makes him look like a fool in front of the company of others. Can be somewhat aggressive if challenged openly. |
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| Ambitions | To reach the rank of captain and succeed in his first command. | |
| Hobbies & Interests | Likes to keep his body in shape and as such is in the gym more than once a day usually. He enjoys weights, endurance training and anything that can test him physically. Loves flying and will take any opportunity to get into a cockpit or take helm control. He keeps up to date with all the latest ships/shuttles/fighters to come out of a Starfleet spacedock or anything in development. He has also been known to cook on occasion and enjoys a trip on the holodeck as much as the next man. |
| Personal History | Calvin is the oldest child of Stanley and Parbatee Maraj and spent most of his young life in San Fernando, Trinidad & Tobago. He is to this day still a proud Trinidadian and loves going home as often as he can when back on Earth. He spent his youth growing up alongside his two brothers and one sister. All under the expectant eye of his father Stanley, a Starfleet officer who went on to become an Admiral at Starfleet Headquarters. Whenever they could, the young Maraj’s would try and get out in San Fernando and see what mischief they could get up to. Calvin had been brought home by authorities a few times at the disappointment of his father but at the expense of the protection of his younger siblings. Calvin enjoyed pushing people, pushing his limits so it was no surprise when throughout school he’d choose the more challenging subjects both academically and physically. He took a keen interest in speed racing and pursued that throughout most of his teenage years. Excelling in school he graduated in 2366 with an early admission to Starfleet Academy at 17, his father’s friend, and friend of the family, Captain Gerard Simone also one to encourage this alongside Stanley. Starfleet Academy was an amazing time for Cal. He loved it. He partied hard, played harder but still got his assignments in on time and with good grades and overall understanding of what the subject was. He still had the daredevil streak in him, the adrenaline junkie devil on shoulder whispering all the time. Calvin was quick at thinking of his feet, his reflexes quicker than most and he had a smart head on his shoulders full of confidence needed to be picked up by those at the Academy for specialised flight operations. As such, an extra credit work became spending what free time he chose, outside of his social life, to devote to piloting and learning how to strategise, best tactics to use in close combat and open space combat, and all that fun stuff. After graduation he became a sort of ‘floating pilot’ for Starfleet. He fought in fighters during the Maquis insurrection, shuttles too but that was mainly peaceful missions such as medical aid or rescuing those in need. He also fought some minor skirmishes in the short Federation-Klingon War between 2372 and 2373, taking part in the first battle of DS9. Cal joined the USS Icarus as its chief flight control officer, a prometheus class vessel that would challenge him and his skill as a pilot due to its new multi-vector assault mode. He relished that challenge but felt somewhat sad that it was due to the Dominion War that a ship like this had to be created at all. During the war during a battle the ship took some bad damage, the bridge caught fire and the suppression systems malfunctioned. As the bridge evacuated a fail safe kicked in as the fire spread and the doors tried to close to trap the fire inside and stop the spread. Calvin held open the doors with his bare hands and powerful arms so that those on the bridge could get out, even those that were carried, those that had already lost their lives to battle. Just as the last person, the captain slipped out under his body a console by the door erupted and hit Calvin. He suffered burns across his abdomen and chest but the respect and appreciation of his captain and crew. He kept the scars, something of a trophy, and also as he believed against cleansing the body of markings gained through life. He remained on the Icarus until 2379 where he transferred to the USS Narwhal as its chief of flight control and second officer. In 2384 Starfleet put him on a detached duty, a training period at the remote Starfleet Academy location, Psi Upsilon, to learn more advanced tactics, piloting skills and manoeuvres. Here he met a lot of amazing people, those much like him who liked the rush of a small craft, the feel of doing something dangerous and pulling it off. There were many late nights sitting with a beer or two, many spent in quarters of others and clubs around the planet. It felt like a summer camp more than something serious and meant for real life. In late 2384 Calvin was offered the role of first officer on the USS Copenhagen which he accepted. A position he held for 3 years before being offered his own command on the USS Moore in 2387. |
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| Service Record | 2366 - 2370 - Starfleet Academy 2370 - 2373 - Pilot, Various posts 2373 - 2379 - Chief Flight Control Officer, USS Icarus (Prometheus Class) 2379 - 2384 - Chief Flight Control Officer/Second Officer, USS Narwhal 2384 - 2387 - First Officer, USS Copenhagen 2387 - PRES - Commanding Officer, USS Moore |