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==Years on Vulcan== | ==Years on Vulcan== | ||
[[Image:SakarraVulcan.jpg|left|]] | [[Image:SakarraVulcan.jpg|thumb|left|Sakarra on Vulcan.]] | ||
There are few records pertaining to Sakarra’s time with her mother’s family, partly because Vulcans consider “family matters” private, partly because she herself rarely discusses the subject. | There are few records pertaining to Sakarra’s time with her mother’s family, partly because Vulcans consider “family matters” private, partly because she herself rarely discusses the subject. |
Revision as of 12:55, 5 May 2009
Biography
Born on a Starfleet vessel on which her mother served as science officer, Sakarra grew up in her grandmother’s house near the Alarmante Sea on Betazed. Doted upon and lovingly cared for by her father and his extensive family, she nonetheless became known as “the wild child” due to her mother’s Vulcan temper often flaring up unexpectedly.
Rel Tyrax, a renowned botanist, frequently took his daughter on field trips all over Betazed and instilled in her a great appreciation for all things growing. Gentle and good-humored by nature, he never scorned Sakarra for her tendency to wander off and get involved in all sorts of mischief (or as her mother used to put it “reckless behavior”) and always patiently tended to the inevitable bumps and bruises.
During adolescence Sakarra began to show signs of telepathic abilities, however her empathic skills remained vague and unfocused. While T‘Sora began teaching her daughter ways to control her intense emotions at an early age, the success was fairly limited. Despite the fact that Sakarra adored her mother and always wanted to achieve the balance and serenity she felt in T’Sora, her Betazoid half continuously hampered any effort to sufficiently distance herself from emotion. She eventually managed to find a fragile balance, relying heavily on her father for finding ways to focus the uncontrollable outbursts rather than letting them run rampant. It was also during this time that Sakarra discovered her love of flying (according to her father “You put wings on an old water bucket, she’ll fly it!”) and earned her qualification as a level 4 pilot at age 23.
Sakarra enrolled at the University of Betazed in 2396 to study botany, however in 2398 the news that her mother’s ship had been lost with all hands brought about a severe emotional crisis. Despite her family’s best effort to help Sakarra through her immense rage and grief, she rejected the Betazoid approach of counseling through empathy and soon departed for Vulcan.
Years on Vulcan

There are few records pertaining to Sakarra’s time with her mother’s family, partly because Vulcans consider “family matters” private, partly because she herself rarely discusses the subject. Available information of the Vulcan registries indicates, that she spent time at Shi'Kahr Academy and was admitted to the Vulcan Institute of Defensive Arts under the tutelage of her cousin Sovar (V’shar tra-lan). Sakarra earned qualification to pilot the newly redesigned D’Vahl type fighter in 2404.
Sakarra returned to Betazed for a short time before joining Starfleet, a choice that was supported by both sides of her family, although many had hoped she might choose the field of science rather than go off flying starships around the galaxy.
Medical Notes
Mostly Betazoid physiology with a few noted exceptions: Vulcan t-cells, muscle density and average body temperature closer to Vulcan standards than Betazoid.
Due to Sakarra's hybrid nature she seems to have a rather sturdy immune system, except for one mild case of Tarkalean flu no infections or allergies have been recorded.
Medical information - addendum by Lt Jg Okalan Enaren, M.D. - SD 240610.03
Well, Starfleet Academy might have been satisfied with that pitiful excuse for a medical record but since I’ve known Cadet Tyrax for quite a while I feel it necessary to add a few things. Deities forbid she gets herself into some kind of mess again and whatever doctor needs to patch her up has to work with, well, little more than nothing. First of all, while the “mostly” Betazoid physiology is “mostly” correct, someone failed to take into account the dominant nature of Vulcan genes.
Which is to say, Miss Tyrax is basically equipped to survive in the thin atmosphere of a VERY hot planet and is prone to suffer from hypothermia if she’s not careful (which she rarely is. Careful I mean). On the other hand, she does have about 90% of an average Vulcan’s lung capacity and her blood chemistry (T-positive in case someone was wondering) is just as green (copper based) as her skin tone suggests. Add to that the famed Vulcan metabolism and you get a Betazoid who kicks like a mule and still keeps running when most other people have long since cried ‘uncle’. Which is not to say she’s not prone to overexert herself, medical officers please take note that Miss Tyrax is no exception to the rule that Vulcans make the worst patients ever.
Speaking of metabolism, caffeine and sapotoxins have the expected effect on Miss Tyrax - meaning little to none - but alcohol in any form is generally a bad idea. Unless you need to redecorate the place anyways. Which brings me to what is often referred to as ‘puzzle, wrapped in an enigma, housed in a cranium’. In this case, imagine a standard Vulcan brain (if there indeed is such a thing) with slightly elevated mesifrontal cortex activity and then toss in a paracortex that happily produces psilosynine as if it was working for a Betazoid. It is my guess that this incongruence is the cause of Miss Tyrax’s inability to really exercise her empathic abilities but that’d be a subject for a paper one day. Anyways, as long as neurotransmitter levels don’t drop below Vulcan standard, she should be safe from lobotomizing herself.
P.S.: Miss Tyrax has an unfortunate tendency to neglect minor necessities like eating or sleeping when she finds it inconvenient - and she still has about the same social graces as duckweed when a doctor dares to try and convince her that both or either might be a good idea. The only advice I have for an unnerved medical officer - pizza. Tomato and lots of cheese.
- Psychological Profile: Report of Counselor Barin Xerox (University of Betazed) excerpts from 2396 to 2399: Despite her being a bit of what earth humans call a “tomboy”, Miss Tyrax has nonetheless managed to fit into the University’s social structure with fewer rough patches than expected (it was rather kind of the bar owner Mr Brel not to press charges, given the degree of damage to his establishment. I am also pleased that Sakarra offered to help clean up the charred locale without being prompted by anyone to do so. I have however emphasized to her that she should from now on steer clear of alcoholic beverages!) Her risk assessment abilities are, by her own admittance, not very well developed but I have seen at least some progress in this area.
- Update: Really, it’s a rather good thing that Miss Tyrax is such a charming young lady, although what her parents were thinking when they opted to forgo the traditional genetic bonding, I do not know. The recent “misunderstanding” with yet another potential suitor has this time resulted in the young man coming to some minor physical harm and I am forced to schedule additional counseling sessions. Not only with the slightly battered Mr Oxila but also with Miss Tyrax who seems curiously unaware of the effect she has on some of her fellow students. It would appear, that while being as straight minded as any Betazoid where telepathic and empathic communication is concerned, she has difficulties to interpret the information relayed by others. I have sensed some puzzlement in Miss Tyrax over similar issues in past sessions. Maybe some further research concerning Vulcans and hybrids will shed some light on this.
- Update and final entry by Barin Xerox: I am deeply saddened by Miss Tyrax’s recent loss and am quite frankly finding it impossible to help her any further. The emotional impact of Lady T’Sora’s death has shattered whatever balance Miss Tyrax had been able to achieve in recent years and the intensity of her grief and anger goes beyond anything that I have ever sensed or even thought possible. Miss Tyrax’s family is shocked by her decision to go to Vulcan, but I wonder whether she’s following an instinct that is beyond our comprehension. I certainly wish her only the best, may the Four Deities guide her journey.
Psychological Profile: Report of Starfleet Academy Medical/Counselor's Office:
Cadet Tyrax is a very disciplined individual, if somewhat detached. Her Betazoid appearance is in rather stark contrast to her often rigid demeanor and the Vulcanoid ears, but she conducts herself in an extremely polite manner around humans and other species, thus (mostly) avoiding misunderstandings. At this time no need for further counseling is indicated.
Other Notes

Hobbys: Surfing, orbital skydiving, singing (Sakarra has been known to entertain close friends and family with anything from Terran opera to Klingon drinking songs, if she’s in the mood she’ll even imitate animal calls like Sehlats, Risian birds or Tarcassian razor beasts)
Favorite foods/beverages: Sadi fruit, Oskoid Fronds, Earth Pizza (tomato and cheese), Vulcan spice tea, coffee. More coffee.
Basic knowledge of Vulcan neuropressure and martial arts (including Suus Mahna, Ke-Tarya and archery)
Preferred reading: Shakespeare, Machiavelli, Lord Byron, Dante, K’Ratak