By Reasons of Biochemistry

Professor. What a funny title. Not a title that he fancied he’d ever have, mind you. But it seemed to fit. This was his dream. He had spent the last few weeks locked away in his lodgings, going over lesson plans whenever he had a lull in his other work. DId he get much sleep? No. Did it show in his face? That’s what tea was good for.  

He was on his fifth cup of the morning when students began filling the halls to go to their respective classes. Setting assign the fine piece of pottery, hands warmed by the fresh brew, he slipped around the counters, placing a packet of information at each seat. Biochemistry could be a fascinating subject, even for those not focusing their attentions upon it. These packets contained a syllabus as well as quick fact sheets and other tidbits of information. On the presentation screen, he had a quick random fact for the day.

Teaching wasn’t just about tests, note taking and lectures. There needed to be some fun involved as well. Being the nerd that he was, he was excited about everything he did. He wanted his students to become as passionate and excited as he was. Beneath the fun fact of the day, he had set up what appeared to be a jeopardy board with some of the more known and simple categories of chemistry. A lot of the work they’d be doing would involve groups and partners and he wanted to get a sense of his students through games such as this to see where everyone was at. It’d be a nice ice breaker as well, without the awkwardness of most. 

▲ NOLAN CARMICHAEL | 32 | LIEUTENANT COMMANDER | BIOCHEMESTRY ▼  ▲ personality ▼

Nolan Carmichael is the type of man one would want to run into on a bad day. While his focus on his work and his passion for teaching govern his actions, he never turns away those in need and is always willing to lend an ear. Despite this, however, he keeps only a few friends, mostly colleagues within his field. Gatherings are not his forte but he would never miss one, always wanting to learn about those around him but standing in front of students, working to inspire them, is what he lives for.  ▲ history ▼

London born and raised, Nolan came up from just about nothing. Raised by his elderly grandmother, his parents ran off in opposite directions before he was old enough to even form memories of them. By the time he was ten, he was already an orphan thanks to their reckless ways. He was always an intelligent boy, a bit of a geek and children were cruel, even in an enlighten era like they lived in. Science was something he was always gifted in, even then. He was in MIT before he was 13, thanks to a scholarship from an unknown patron. 

He joined Starfleet when he was 18, fresh off his MIT degree and threw himself through the biochemistry classes. He always knew what he wanted, either a medical position or a teaching position, however he had not expected the approach and offer that came when he about to begin his final year. He patron was revealed to be a pretty heavy hitter within Starfleet Intelligence. And the offer was a spot within the very secretive – if not invisible/non-existent – Sector 31. He could still follow his goals, but mainly they would own his soul. Basically.