Marija Ferik

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NameMarija Ferik
RankEnsign
PositionSecurity Officer
SpeciesHuman
Age26
GenderFemale
OrientationHeterosexual
BirthplaceThe SS Inspiration
Height5'6"
Weight132 lbs.
HairBrown
Eye colorDark brown
Played byMonica Bellucci
WriterLatine Kett
Interests
Boxing
Wrestling
Romance novels and holonovels
Education
Starfleet Academy, class of 2377.
Service Record
N/A
Decorations
N/A

Marija Ferik was a Security Officer serving aboard the USS Theurgy who was put in stasis. She aided in the opposition against the parasites that compromised Starfleet Command in the end of the 24th century. Ferik was put in stasis after sustaining fatal injury, and may be treated once the USS Theurgy can get the medical assistance required.

Biography

Marija was born on 2355 aboard the SS Inspiration, a small private trading vessel owned by her father Antun and her mother Danira. Both had decided a long time ago that the Federation and Earth were simply not the lives for them, so skrimping and saving they had managed to save up for their own small ship and ran a cargo vessel. They traded in a number of goods; food supplies, medical supplies, but never anything illegal.

Marija grew up as a happy child. She learned every bulk and screw of their ship by the time she was six and enjoyed the many odd and wondrous locations they visited throughout her life. From space stations to exotic planets, Marija had come to know a number of new places by the time she was eight years old.

And it was when she was eight that everything changed. Business had been lacking for the small family for some time, forcing Antun and Danira to start trading at darker establishments than they normally would have just to make ends meet. They stopped off to drop some cargo and undertake new freight at a particularly seedy little space station that made all of them wary. Antun felt uncomfortable leaving his young daughter by herself on a ship that could far too easily be broken into, so instead he decided the family would stay close together as they finished their business. But as the crowd overwhelmed the small group, he was accidentally separated from his wife and daughter.

At least that's what he thought, but it was no accident. The two had been spotted the moment they came to dock and they were pulled from Antun, sedated and swept away into the terrible underground rings of slavery.

Marija never saw her mother again. For the next four years horrors unfathomable came upon her, things that to this day she never speaks of. In that time her father wasn't complacent with the authorities' nonchalant manner in which they dealt with missing persons. For the next four years he dove into the slaving rings, diligently acting as a patron and spending every last bit of latinum he had to try and seek out and buy back his wife and daughter.

He was only able to find his daughter when she was twelve. She was battered and beaten emotionally and physically to the point that it was almost impossible for Antun to keep up the façade of 'just another patron'. When he was finally able to scrounge up his last bits of latinum to buy her, he took the first shuttle he could find back to the safety of Earth.

For the next two years Marija didn't say a word to anyone, but the Federation was quick to lend a hand. Throughout the years she underwent therapy until she finally began to pull from her shell a little. But Marija was never the same. Any sign of that happy child had disappeared to be replaced by a cold, emotionless being. The only thing she seemed to have interest in was physical sports and survival techniques, fully in the mindset that she would never be caught unawares by malicious strangers ever again.

She had little to no purpose in life, simply focusing on recovering from her ordeal until the Dominion War broke out when she was eighteen. Her rather useless life suddenly gained purpose; to help stop this menace, to put an end to this monster that threatened to ruin the very fabric of every society they knew of.

The woman signed up for Starfleet when she had finally made her decision. Getting through the door was the part that proved the most difficult. Marija had spent her time recovering, but it didn't stop the fact that her mental stability was in constant question during her time at the Academy. She barely managed to scrape by with the counselors to join and was only allowed to if she continued regular counseling sessions whilst training to join the ranks. She went through the usual run in the Academy, four years to make Ensign in the Security department with a particular emphasis shown in ground tactics and warfare.

Despite her training she saw little combat during those years. She started on a small ship dedicated to delivering supplies to the front line of a number of skirmishes. Yet the depleting numbers of ships only had their vessel in such a position for a year. The majority of their time was spent on border patrol until the last stand against the Dominion. Their ship was badly damaged and out of the fight quickly, but they were one of the lucky few that had a small number of casualties during the entire affair.

The woman's outstanding performance aboard the vessel kept her there for some years until she felt the need for a change of pace. The USS Theurgy became her new home in which she weathered the odd events that occurred with the same air she always did; continued diligence to her job and general disinterest in everything else.

But one of their first upsets proved to be one of the hardest for her to handle. Like most of the crew she was unaware of the virus, sleeping through most of the time it was spreading. When she awoke she was accosted by the first crewman that saw her. She managed to fight off two, but when they banded together she had no chance. Marija was transformed like the others into a sex-crazed fiend, but luckily most of the events remained nothing more than a blurry haze. Most except for the initial infection/rape. Marija was still trying to cope with the event; she had grown quieter than usual while most of her spare time was spent distracting herself from the horrendous moment, keeping herself as busy as possible by over-exercising, boxing and working her stress out in every physical activity she could think of.

Personality Profile

Marija's name means bitter, the perfect word to describe her outward appearance. She was anything but approachable, as one could almost always tell by the cold expression that generally painted her face on a day to day basis. THe woman avoided idle conversation and small talk, staying away from socializing areas and keeping to herself almost all of the time. She disregarded all small things that might draw her closer to others, often giving her the appearance of a woman with a thorny exterior and sharp tongue to most.


Physical Profile

Soft, poised, delicate; the outward appearance of the fine beauty was everything one could hope for. Bronzed supple skin accented every fine, luscious curve that her body had to offer. And she had plenty to offer. Pert, strong breasts seemed to rest perfectly in place, helping to accentuate the slimmed sides of her waist. Hips flared only slightly, yet enough to draw attention to the feminine characteristic. But the real appeal was her legs, stretching on for a mile before ending in light, dainty feet.