Sheba Commander, Battlestar Callisto
Lt.Colonel Charybdis***Bridge officer/ Liason to the Commander/ N.C. Reg. Rep.
Major Dr. Curemode **Technology Doctorate, Callisto Labs /Fan Club Founder
Lt. Zues Bridge Op. ** Reg. Rep W. Canada
Lt. Aegina Bridge Op.**

Major Dr. bkj99  Chief Medical Officer
Lt. Holodoc* Head Nurse, Med Lab
Lt. Jarrynn  Med Technician
Ens. Phoebe Med Technician

Rev. Mars
(Ens. Marsmission10)
Spritial Leader/Chaplain

1. Major. Brie* Leader Callisto Gold Squadron Strike wing
2. Lt. Suntea*
3. Capt. Cain***External Affairs/SIC Gold Sq.
4. Lt. Mossycat*
5. Lt. SiressEden*
6. Lt.Astraea*Historian/Research
7. Lt. KellyN
8. Lt. Talon
9. Lt. Boomerang***Teacher, music and arts
10. Lt. Vulpa *
11. Capt. SkylerLandRam operator/Driver/Specialist
12. Lt. Bishop
13. Lt. Deke
14. Lt. Wackbag
15. Lt. Kali
16. Lt. Dakkar
17. Lt. Agrav
18. Lt. Shailaigh
19. Lt. Escher
20. Lt. Worf1941
21. Lt. Mason633
22. Lt. Harley
23. Ens. Cassy
24. Ens. Jason Knight
25. Lt. Allope
26. Lt.. ResidentAlien
27. Lt. FirstKnight
28. Lt. Krissy
29. Ens. Tracyb144Viper Pilot
30. Lt. Starbow
31. Lt. Silverstar
32. Lt. Hawke
33. Lt. Battlestar Ben
34. Lt. Perseus *
35. Lt. Amy81Safety Coordinator
36. Lt. Bard
37. Lt. CloudyWizzard *
38. Lt. Butch
39. Lt. RaleighII
40. Lt. Leedson
41. Ens. BattlestarCommander
42. Lt. Conan*
43. Lt. Najin Security
44. Ens. Trenton5
45. Lt. Intimidator
46. Lt. Marajade
47. Lt. Starsistatron
48. Lt. "Kiwi" Expatkiwi
49. Lt. Brik
50. Lt. ThunderHawk
51. Lt.ThunderWarrior
52. Ens. Teri
* Member Battlestar Fan Club
**St. Jude Donor
 
 

Charybdis Lt.Colonel  Callisto Bridge Officer Liason to Commander Sheba  Served as Captain of Gold Squadron 1998-1999

 "I was born on the planet Caprica.  For the longest time I had wanted to be a Colonial Warrior. Most of my relatives were in the military and I longed for the day when I could pilot my Viper and blast Cylons into space dust.
Life was scary aboard the fleet ships once the holocaust came.  We made do with whatever we had, as did everyone.  But our dire predicament made me grow more resolute to become a Warrior.  I had to help and do my part.

My whole dream almost got derailed when my uncle, whom I was named after, was caught for murdering Flt. Sgt. Ortega a few yahrens back, but I made myself work even harder to earn the respect of my fellow recruits. Getting promoted to Lieutenant was the greatest day of my life!

The surprises kept coming when the Battlestar Callisto came out of nowhere and told us of the fantastic tale that the Pegasus was still alive!
In order to form the Callisto's new crew, I was honored to have accepted command of the Battlestar's first fighter group: "Gold Squadron."
Now that I have moved to the bridge of the Callisto, I will keep on working for the goals that we have pledged ourselves to: finding Earth and the final victory of our people over the Cylons!

Brie Captain  Battlestar Callisto  Commanding Gold Squadron

My parents were both colonial warriors. It was fairly rare back then that a woman became a full-fledged warrior, but my mother's skill were superior to most and there was no way that they could keep her out of a viper. My father came from a long line of viper pilots, going all the way back towards the beginning of the war. They met at the academy, and were sealed shortly after graduating. I'm told that I came as a bit of a surprise. My mother tried to hide her pregnancy for several sectars, for fear of being removed from active duty. I was born on a battlestar.

When I was three yarhens old, both of my parents were killed during the same battle. Since they belonged to different squadrons, it's unlikely that my mother knew that my father had died. She was a widow for only a few centons before the Cylons ended her life as well.

So I grew up in an orphanage. Most of my friends were like me, we were warrior's children who had lost one or both of our parents at the hands of the Cylons. It was easy to hate the Cylons because of what they had done, and a large number of us entered the academy. Unfortunately, several of my childhood friends lost their lives too quickly fighting in this war.

Like my parents, I met someone at the academy, and we were sealed shortly after graduating. Turner was also an orphan, and he constantly complained about his name. He was orphaned as an infant, along with thousands of others, and they just assigned whatever name they could think of quickly to the children. He was a skillful warrior. Just over four yarhens after we took the seal, he left on a routine recon patrol. He was never heard from again. He's been presumed dead for quite some time, but I haven't given up hope.

That's how I became interested in communications, especially long-range communications. I know that if Turner is out there, he's somehow trying to get in touch with us. I don't intend to miss him. I was surprised at how easily communications came to me. I had never thought of being anything but a warrior. Now, I split my time between serving on the bridge and flying a viper.

I'll work wherever I can serve best, doing all I can to bring safety to our people.

CureMode Major  Battlestar Callisto  Doctor of Technology  Bridge Personnel

I was born on Caprica almost 28 Yarens ago, and ever since I can remember I've wanted to become a Colonial Warrior. I wasn't sure if I was cut out for it, and during my eduacation I studied Computers and Networks at my parents insistance. I do love the technical fields, but I always longed to be a Viper pilot. As we all know after the Cylon attack we lost everything and had to flee our native home and head for the stars. I had landed a position on the Callisto which had been seperated from fleet on a deep space mission at the time of the attack.

The Cylon threat was so great and pilots in such short supply that I was recruited into the ranks of the Colonial Warriors on-board the Callisto.  I am still learning and hope to make Captain someday, but for now, though this tragic twist of fate, I am finally doing what I always wanted.

I will strive to be the best Warrior I can be, and do whatever it takes to preserve our human way of life and seek out the Lost 13th Tribe on Earth.

Astraea
Lieutenant
Callisto, Historian, Gold Squadron
 

I was born on Pisceria where I spent most of my time swimming in the ocean not far from my home. Both of my parents worked long centars at the Piscon Fleet Yards so I became self-sufficient at an early age. You can imagine what a culture shock it was when the Holocaust forced me from being a child alone in an ocean to being one among many crowded onto an agroship. The transition was not an easy one.

Both of my parents were killed shortly there after in a Cylon raid when the agropod on our ship lost its airlock. The loss of one of our main food sources made it easy for me to disappear in the vast sea of ships. After all, feeding thousands took precedence over tracking down one young girl who no one even realized was missing.

But, I'm a survivor. Even though I could hardly be considered an adult at 15 yahren, I learned to fend for myself. The ocean waves from my beloved Pisceria were replaced with waves of text as I buried myself in the Colonial Archives on the Infinity. At first, I had been amazed by how many books had survived, how many compu-tapes filled with our history. Then, as the yahren passed and I became familiar with nearly every log entry available, I understood how much had actually been lost. It became my quest to piece together the fragments of our collective past, to follow the clues from legends, foke lore, verbal histories and even personal logs to compile a more comprehensive ledger for future generations.

Seeing first hand how easily the past can be forgotten, I have maintained a personal log diligently. While I know that a more official log is being kept of our trek through the galaxy, the fact and figures from every event, I have made it my mission to record the events from the human perspective.

In so many yahren of merely recording the heroics, futility's, inspiration and failures of others, it never occurred to me that I could actually have the opportunity to become a part of making history. Even though the Galactica was continually in need of viper pilots, I wouldn't allow myself a micron of thought about joining the ranks. So many men and women had grown up with one objective in mind, to become Colonial Warriors. Who was I to think that I could join such a coveted and extremely vital position? I was little more than a button pusher, a researcher with grandiose dreams far beyond my reach. I couldn't even work up the courage to take the entrance exam to the makeshift academy onboard the Galactica. I had accepted my role in the course of our journey and left it at that.

All of that changed, however, when the Callisto arose from the depths of space. Suddenly, there were more Colonial Warrior positions available then there were men and women to fill them and a glimmer of hope sparked within me. I couldn't resist the temptation to transfer to the Callisto and set up office as historian. The excitement of the men and women onboard became a palpable energy, infecting everything and everyone, including me. It was a wonderful feeling to be a part of something so new, so fresh.

I was surprised when Captain Charybdis took and interest in me. I still had reservations about tempting fate, of pressing my luck at becoming something more than what I was, but Captain Charybdis had a way of making me feel comfortable. At first, our conversations were little more than an exchange of information. Then, over time, if I may presume to be so bold, a friendship developed. We started to exchange thoughts and ideas and my hopes flared once more.

Finally, I consented to take the cadet exam and was given a warm welcome by the Callisto Gold Squadron. I never in my wildest dreams thought that I could become a part of such an elite squadron. I'm certain that it will take sectars before my feet touch solid ground again. I'm just glad that the viper can soar as high as my dreams.

I cannot thank Captain Charybdis enough for introducing me to everyone and for taking the time to make me feel like a part of the crew. I'm certain that this is one adventure that I will enjoy for a long time to come.

Cain Lieutenant Callisto, Science Officer  Liason for External Affairs,  Gold Squadron

I was born on an exploration ship deep in the obscure Omega sector. Although I have the name Cain my parents denied we were any relation to the legendary Commander of the Pegasus. I have my doubts. I often heard my parents late at night speaking of someone they had lost yahrens ago in a great battle.

In a Cylon raid 40 yahrens ago both my parents were captured by those in alliance with the Cylon empire. I haven't heard from them since. My young childhood was spent from settlement to settlement with foster parents.

The last couple to take me in were appointed to the Galactica. They were Warriors. That was the thrill of my life! I lived on the Galactica with my adopted parents, got my warrior training and served for 3 yahrens as Viper pilot and science officer.

The Pegasus came into our lives for a brief time. At the request of Commander Cain I was tranfered to his ship. I recall a special look he gave me when I reported for duty. I didn't have the guts then to ask him why. I was 26 when the Pegasus took on three Baseships in protection of the Galactica and fleet. We survived. We headed off to deep space to repair and to bury our dead.

During the many yahrens of absence Commander Cain has built a new Colonial military. The Callisto was one of the first. I was proud to be appointed to her. As I left the Pegasus the Commander said to me; "I'll tell you about your parents when I see you again."

I got onto the transport ship with a dazed look in my eyes! I wonder what he'll tell me I may never know. My job on the Callisto is science research, weapon design and pilot.

I go with Gold Squadron on all the missions. The Captain knows that is my first love. Always will be.

SunTea
Lieutenant
Callisto, Gold Squadron
 

I was so named because of my "sunny" dispostion. Even when I was a baby, I was always happy. My life was just as I had hoped it would be, until the Cylons destroyed everything for me.

I was assigned to the Galactica shortly after the Holocaust that had destroyed the colonies. I had been a teacher on Scorpia and my duties there included teaching Boxey's class. I became good friends with Athena and in the course of our friendship she helped me to decide to be a warrior.

I was assigned to Blue Squadron and did very well there. But, when the Callisto was built I volunteered to be a part of Gold Squadron under Capt. Charybdis.

My mother, Calliope, also survived the Holocaust and moved to the Callisto to become Head Instructor at the children's school. My father had been killed in the Holocaust along with my fiance.

Through all this, my fellow warriors could always count on me to cheer them up. Even the Cylons couldn't destroy my desire to make people laugh.
 
 

I was born on Sagittara 16 yahren before the destruction of the colonies by the cylons. My parents weren't involved with the military, Mainly they traded ambrosia with the neighbour colonies although they were always looking for special goods or urgent orders to deliver. My mother joined my father on his missions as soon as my younger brother and I were old enough to start children's basic education.

While my brother wanted to be like my father, I was always interested in technics. When our parent's cargo ship, the Unity, ran into the first Cylon attack against Sagittara and was shot down instantly, I had just started studying.

In the following chaos I lost my brother and have never seen him since. I believe he's alive, though, because we were so close during our childhood that I know I would have felt his death somehow.

When I realized that the Cylons had destroyed all of our colonies, my goals changed from joining the technical crew to becoming a viper pilot. I endeavour to give the Cylons what they deserve for their insidious and merciless attack against the human race. My desire pushed me through the warrior's academy faster than I expected.

Since then I've followed my goal against the Cylons. Therefore I was well located with my comrades onboard the Battlestar Pegasus as our Commander Cain followed the same goal. Over the yahren I began to feel that Cain's decisions became more vindictive and suicidal for the pilots. So when the Pegasus reunited with the remaining fleet and the new Battlestar Callisto was built and put on duty I applied for my transfer.

From that point on I've been with the Gold Squadron from the Callisto and their friendship, trust and solidarity are the best I've ever had.
 
 

Dr. Bkj
Major
Callisto, Chief Medical Officer
Gold Squadron
 

I was born on the planet Caprica. An only child. When I was 17 yahren I was one of the lucky few to have been placed aboard an Argo Ship with my mother,when fleeing  from the Cylon attack.

Father had been an honored Science Officer before the accident that took his life.  He was working on some kind of super fuel capable of putting a battlestar into hyper-drive with the flip of a switch. He was working on the project alone one night when there was an explosion in the lab.  No one knows for sure what happened.

Mother was a Medical Assistant and kept me informed of any medical innovations that were of interest to her.  This is where my interest in medicine began.  We spent a lot of time together on that ship.  Mothers' medical knowledge was always in demand and often she would be asked to help on the other ships.  She would always take me with her as her assistant. It was on one of these missions that I met Dr. Allun Rickman.  The good doctor took a special interest in me and eventually talked me into studying medicine.  He was my mentor all through the program constantly encouraging me to do more and more.  Between mother, Dr. Rickman, and hands on training I did very well.  I am now a Certified Medical Officer.

During my traning period I became aware of many different needs of people.  Not just medical attention but reassurance of how things will be.  The strength needed to believe in a future and the hope of a new beginning.  It was also during this period that I made some new friends.  One in particular by the name of Ewren.  He has given me the strenght to continue in my studies. He is there for me when I need a shoulder and a blessing when I need to share the laughter.

Mother is still performing her duties aboard the Argo Ship and helping out where she is needed. I am the newly commissioned Lieutenant aboard the Battlestar Callisto and proud member of Gold Squadron.  I look forward to performing my duties as Chief Medical Officer, by keeping all who serve aboard her in top physical condition and providing the best medical attention to her warriors should they need emergency care.

Boomerang
Lieutenant
Battlestar Callisto
Gold Squadron
Viper Pilot\Teaching music as a hobby
 

Born on the planet of Caprica I was the daughter of a very distinguished officer. Unfortunatly, for me, he was killed in battle when I was extremely young. My mother brought me up alone. She vowed never to marry again and made me follow her beliefs in that as well. She is a very important part of my life to this day and I must congratulate her on her efforts because I know for a fact that I was, and still am, a difficult child. My mother was an interpreter for the Council of Tweleve. In her time with me she shared her intrest in music, my father enjoyed it as well. In time I became to love it so much that I learned several instruments and enjoyed jamming with my mother when she had time. She was excellent! As time passed the unimaginable came forth. When the terrible war occured  my mother was caught in the line of fire. Leaving me alone on the planet to fend for myself. At sixteen yahren that was quite a task. Fortunately, I was befriended by a  young man the same age as myself. His father was a warrior on the Callisto and helped me get aboard ship.

Now, still at sixteen yahren, I am studying to a be a pilot. With the influence of my parents still in me I teach others the wonders of music. It is an excellent experience to see someone's face light up when they accomplish what they have been studing for so long. I hope that I make an impact on their life as my parents did on me.  Hopefully I continue helping others discover their musical talent within.

Like other great warriors, Apollo, Starbuck, and Apollo's son Troy, I am Kobolyn. My parents were killed like so many other orphans in the fleet. I was adopted by an elderly couple and taught the traditions of our people. My adoptive father was a scholar and a historian. My mother was a an advisor to the councle of the twelve.

All of my family has served proudly as colonial warriors at one time or another. In the spirit of patriotisim I joined the acadamy. I am a true warrior. I will die in the service of the fleet and will not rest untill untill the betrayer Baltar is brought to justice and we finally have peace on Earth. I have lived with the hatred of the Cylons my whole life and in consumes me at times. Being brash and fearless when facing the Cylons has saved my fellow warriors on many occasions but got myself into alot of trouble.

I am very loyal to Commander Apollo and it was a hard decision to leave the Battlestar Galactiga to join the Callisto. Commander Sheba has proven heself to be a solid warrior and a true leader. Being demoted to ensign for not following orders, even though i saved Capt Starbucks life, i was givin a 2nd chance on the Callisto. Commander Apollo himself discussed this move with me and explained that we are alot alike and that someday i would be a great inspiration to our people.

Wackbag
Lieutenant
Battlestar Callisto
Gold Squadron
 

     Almost thirty-one yahren ago, I was born on Aquaria.  My father being a Colonial Warrior, a Viper pilot aboard the Galactica, and my mother being a historian planetside.  When the Cylons destroyed the Colonies, my mother and I were at an underwater resort on holiday to celebrate the armistice.  It was fortunate that we were, for when we got topside, all of the surface installations were in flames.  After a sectare, we were reunited with my father aboard the Galactica.  It seemed almost predestined that now, I myself, would become a Viper pilot.
     My father was retired from service after injuries from a crash in landing bay Alpha.  He now works as a ferrite artisan.  My mother uses her genealogy skills to document families in the fleet and is quite busy in the Historical Department.  I’ve just completed pilot training, and requested a transfer to Gold Squadron, where I’m now stationed.  I hope to have a long career aboard the Callisto and serve the Colonial Fleet to the best of my ability.  My hobbies include music and riding two wheeled ground effect vehicles on planetary surveys.

I was born 21 yarens ago . All my life I've wanted to fly since I can remember.
My parents were killed when the Cylons attacked so many yarens ago and so I was left on
one of the ships of our colonies.
I learned to look after myself from that day on and never forgot my dream.
One day I was discovered by the recuitment officers and was assigned to the Battlestar
Callisto. I will fight to the death to protect all the fleet.

Cassy

Tracyb144
Ensign
Battlestar Callisto
Gold Squadron
 

I was born almost 32 yahrens ago on the planet Virgon.  At the time of the
armistice, while President Adar was convening the Council of Twelve aboard
the Atlantia, I was playing outside our dwelling with my mother.  My father,
a colonial Lieutenant aboard the Galactica, was awaiting news as anxiously
as we were about the "peace agreement".  My mother and I were waiting
anxiously for my father's return home to us. Then that dreadful night came.
Laser fire engulfed the night.  There were people running and screaming all
around us.  My mother was inside  our dwelling when the laser torpedoes hit
it. I was rescued by a man who was fleeing to an old freighter with his
family and had seen I was alone.  When we joined what was "left of the
fleet" I was transferred to the orphan ship.  I immediately asked what had
become of my father, but he was considered "missing in action".  My yahrens
aboard the orphan ship were hard. I spent my time learning all I could about
the Cylons and their technology, and dreamed one day of becomming a warrior
like my father....brave and true.  Hoping to sustain our race and find a
home for our people. I still clinged to the hope of one day finding my
father.  When I became of age I decided to follow my father's footsteps and
enlist in the colonial military.

My dream is to serve the fleet to the best of my ability and hopefully find
the planet "Earth" that Commander Adama had told the children on the orphan
ship stories about.  And I still hold out hope of finding my father.
Someday, I hope we will find that "bright, shining planet".

Hawke
Lieutenant
Battlestar Callisto
Gold Squadron

My name is Hawke. I grew up on Aries. I am 29 yarhen old.
My mother & father were local daggit merchants. My brother was serving
on the Battlestar Columbia.  I was going to go into the family business,
then the Cylons attacked. My mother, father & brother were killed in the
attack. Ever since then I wanted to be like my brother, serving in the
Colonial Fleet as a viper pilot. I joined the Colonial service and proudly serve
aboard the Battlestar Callisto. My unit is Gold Squadron.

Battlestar Ben
(a.k.a. Starbuck123 on BB's)
Lieutenant
Battlestar Callisto
Gold Squadron
 

I was born approximately nine years after the destruction of our home
planets. My parents named be Ben although I use the name Starbuck because of
my admiration for the great warrior. I have only once had the experience of
being on a planet with fresh air and cannot wait until we finally find the
planet Earth! My father was a sergeant in the Colonial Military. He helped
repair weapons onboard the Pegasus and Callisto. He also trained new cadets
and  now pilots one of our cargo carrying vessels. My mother has held many
services in the fleet. First she was a nurse, and she has also held position
of head cook aboard the Galactica, before she and my father were transferred
to the Pegasus. Now she is a teacher of our young ones.
I grew up with a dream to fly. I joined the Colonial military at an early
age and now fly a Viper in combat against the lousy, gullmonging Cylons!
When I'm not sleeping, fighting or out on routine patrol (if there is such a
thing) I like to catch up on my academic classes and things I miss while in
combat. Here is a hint of advice for any Ensigns who join: Watch your back
and don't get carless. Keep your head out of the clouds or you may end up
with the many who have already perished. Take care all -- the alert klaxon is
sounding!

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Najin
Lieutenant
Battlestar Callisto
Gold Squadron

"War leaves nothing but pain in its all consuming path. It engulfs the individual in a collective ferment of violence and survival. It is instinctively everything that is human, yet in all its `glory’ war isthe most inhuman action.
Leora was a beautiful planet, green with life and peaceful existence.
Then the Cylons came, then our world was nothing but flames, left barren by the genocide.
Those of us who survived the initial assault escaped, taking to the stars aboard whatever ship would carry us.
My family escaped to join the exodus, I was just 7 yahern at the time. My father was a leading academic on Leora, a Professor of War. Time passes, wounds heal, life goes on.
I followed my father into academia, as the fleet tried to recapture an element of normality.
The small academic community that survived has done its best in the past 20 years to save the technological, theoretical and philosophical base of our culture.
We formed a new university onboard the Galactica. I rose through the ranks to hold the position of Dr of Strategy and Security, in many ways following in my fathers footsteps.
With the arrival of the Callisto and the need to expand the ranks of Colonial Warriors, I have been drafted aboard the new Battlestar into Gold Squadron. Theorising about combat, about war, doesn’t come close to preparing you for its hard edged reality.
I think the most difficult thing is to look upon the face of your enemy in the knowledge that he or she must die for you to survive.
That is what makes this war with the Cylons so different. There is no face, no recognisable point of compassion or interaction.
The machine can not be reasoned with, only kill or be killed. It is purely a war for survival in its barest and most violent truth. We have to win, there is no choice, no option.
I am honoured to serve in the ranks as a warrior. To fight rather than preach, to stand side by side with my friends in defence of our way of life. Perhaps my knowledge and experience will be of use. In the meanwhile I have much to learn, much to understand. Teaching is different when you have to put into practice your lessons."

Thanks, All the best
Paul 'Najin'

Amy
Lieutenant
Battlestar Callisto
Safety Coordinator
 

I was born a little more than 3 yahrens after the Cylons destroyed the twelve colonies. I have only known spaceships as my home, with only stories and pictures to show me what should have been my true home, now lying in ruins somewhere across the stars.
Though I didn’t experience the joys of the colonies, or the terror of the night they were lost to our people, I still feel the sense of loss that still hangs over the fleet these many yahrens later.

I was born on an agro ship, the fleet’s finest. My father was, and still is a farmer there. My mom works in the technical support stations on the same ship.
I grew up helping in the fields, tending to the crops with my dad, or following my mom around the
rows of instrumentation that kept the ship operations going smoothly. I was schooled by my parents, so for the longest time the agro ship was the only home I knew.
My parents groomed me to continue on in this important work, supplying food for the fleet.

When I was about 13 yahrens old, I met a warrior who had been injured in battle. He walked with a bad limp, and was assigned to our agro ship as a security officer. A lot of the time he just sat at his station, and when I was in the way of my mom or dad, I would end up sitting with him, listening to his wondrous stories of adventure and battle amongst the stars. Through his stories I felt the first stirrings of another calling for my life.
I continued to help my parents, but inside I was changing in ways they never foresaw.
By the time I reached 16 yahrens old, I had made my decision to join the military and be a colonial warrior.

Just 19 yahrens old, I now defend the fleet, fighting along side other brave warriors.  I’m Lt. Amy now, quite young for such a rank but trying my best to be what everyone expects me to be. My parents are proud of what I have achieved, but I think they still would rather me stay safe aboard the agro ship.
But as I told them the last time I visited them, “There isn’t a safe place
anywhere in the fleet”.

Skyler
Captain
Landram Operator/Driver/Specialist

I was just seven Yahrens old the night the Cylons rained death on my
home world of Carpica.  My mother and I made it to safety on a converted
freighter.  My father, a member of the Colonial Militia was lost in the
first Cylon attack wave.  He stayed at his post until the end.

Life aboard the freighter was hard.  We would go days with out food, and
even longer without baths.  The only highlight in my life was when the
Warriors would visit the ship.  They called them “Inspections’, but I
knew they were there to boost morale.  I longed for the day I could
enter the service.  To be able to fly a viper along side Apollo,
Starbuck and Boomer was what filled my every waking thought.

When I reached 15 yahrens, I took and passed the Academy exam.  It was
the happiest moment of my life.  I was very successful at the Academy,
and graduated with rather high marks.  The fleet had a shortage of
Vipers, and an abundance of pilots.  I volunteered for ground duty, just
to be a Warrior was enough for me.  I was trained to drive Land Rams,
and operate various weapon systems.  I pulled my time in Vipers as a
rotation pilot to keep my flight time up, but had not seen any real
combat.

The day we found the Callisto, the Fleet rejoiced.  We were not alone
any longer.  Sheba took command, and the Warriors Flocked to her
Banner.  I joined Gold Squadron under the command of Captain Charybdis,
and later Captain Brie.  I serve proudly, knowing what the Cylons have
cost us.

I believe one day we will find Earth, but until then, I stand ready to
defend the Fleet…

Born on Gemini  a little over 7 Yahrons before the Cylon Holocaust.
Evacuated in the Exodus from the 12 worlds.  Both parents died in the
holocaust and I was raised by my maternal grandmother aboard the Gemini
Freighter.
When I reached age of majority, I applied for, and received an appointment
to the academy ship INFINITY in which I graduated fifth in my class.
Initially assigned to GALACTICA's Red Squadron as a cadet pilot.  When the
Battlestar CALLISTO joined the fleet, I was commissioned to the rank of
Ensign and transferred to Gold Squadron aboard the CALLISTO.

My parents were loving people.  They made sure that my brothers and I were
provided for each day.  My father was a Colonial Warrior in his youth and
mother was a florist until she retired.  My three brothers and I grew up
listening to the stories that father would tell about the life he had as a
Colonial Warrior before an injury forced him to retire as a Colonial Warrior.

When my brothers and I were growing up they used to pick on me for always
reading so much.  They couldn't understand why I wanted to spend so much time
reading all the time.  Sometimes they would joke and say why didn't I go into
Nursing since I was always reading so much and patching them up when they
would get into fights and didn't want mother to get upset with them for
fighting.  They finally stop joking about my reading so much when I actually
went into school to study nursing.

Mother could always tell that they had been in a fight and that I was the one
that patched them up but she didn't say anything about it.  She just got this
knowing look in her eyes and on her face when she would see my brothers not
long after I would patch them up.

When my brothers got old enough they went to the academy and became Colonial
Warriors themselves.  When they were able to get time off they would come
home to visit our parents and me since I was still living at home and
studying to become a nurse.  They were able to get time off to come to my
graduation from Nursing School.  At first my brothers lead me to believe that
they would not be able to attend my graduation, but showed up at the last
moment to be there for me.

Then two sectars (months) later everything changes.  The Cylons attacked the
colonies.  My parents were the first ones of my family to get killed.  They
were killed right in front of me.  The Cylons started coming for me next, but
my brothers came running in and distracted them long enough for me to get
away.  As I was running away from the house I heard several shots & grunts of
pain coming from my brothers.  After awhile there was complete silence.  I
started crying for now I no longer had my brothers to look after me or for me
to take care of their scrapes when they would get into fights.  The Cylons
started searching for me then.  They found my first hiding place and I
started running trying to get away again.  Some how I was able to get away
from the Cylons.

I was able to get to one of the shuttles that was leaving the planet the
night the Cylons attacked & after a few months of being onboard the Galactica
I was able to get a transfer over to the Callisto. I currently am serving in
Medical as the Head Nurse.

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