Doctor Aurelia Sol
Name Aurelia Faye Sol
Position Emergency Physician
Rank Doctor
Stats
- 1 Mission Posts
Last Post
Thu May 29, 2025 @ 10:03pm
Character Information
| Gender | Female | |
| Species | Human | |
| Age | 35 | |
| Sexuality | Heterosexual | |
| Birthdate | 21st June, 2309 | |
| Hometown | Austin, Texas |
Physical Appearance
| Height | 1.67 m | |
| Weight | 83 kg | |
| Hair Color | Blonde | |
| Eye Color | Blue | |
| Physical Description | Aurelia is far from military grade personnel. Smile lines grace sun-kissed skin, frizzy blonde curls constantly escape a messy bun to frame her heart-shaped face. She has bright eyes with wrinkles in all the places that tell you she either laughs too much, or worries too deeply. The answer is both, simultaneously. Despite being in a profession where health is imperative, she has a soft pear-shaped figure that somehow seems to keep getting softer with time. The blonde has a disarming smile and eyes that slant into crescents when she laughs, but don’t let her physique and lax demeanor fool you. When needed, she can heft a body on her shoulders without thinking and jump on the table with ease. |
Family
| Father | Austin Sol | |
| Mother | Dawn Sol |
Personality & Traits
| General Overview | Aurelia didn’t know what to expect. Private practice was all she knew, the strict regimen of her newfound position a stark contrast to the civilian pleasures she once knew. But it didn’t dim her patience, ironbound and forged through years of medical expertise. Even on her newest journey, she’d made a point to preserve her gentle nature in the hopes that it would help revitalize what little morale was left in the world around her. Anyone could see it, that gentle smile that tugged at heartstrings and empathetic eyes that pleaded for her patients to talk. She found herself always ready to listen, to be a steady shoulder. It came with the territory of her profession, after all. Of course, with her newest assignment being so compassionate might prove to be a challenge of different proportions. Times had only gotten harder, life had only become more bleak. She found herself, more and more, unable to make the difference she’d once sworn she’d make in the world. Maybe that’s why she’d ended up on the forlorn spacedock. Aurelia was still the same civilian that’d walked on the ship: a bubbly, compassionate soul who wanted nothing more than to heal wounds that go beyond surface deep. She was the woman who didn’t need to command respect, she’d earned it with golden integrity and earnest understanding. |
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| Strengths & Weaknesses | +Empathy +Emergency Medical Training +In depth knowledge of Maternal, Pediatric, and Cybernetic Health +Toxicology and Pharmacology expertise +Language Skills +Medical Ethics -Empathy -Easily flustered outside of her profession -No physical strength whatsoever -Disability to remove personal and professional boundaries, leading to no social life -Lack of assertiveness in regards to everything nonmedical |
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| Ambitions | Aurelia had reached the height of her ambitions in her past life, seeing over several cybernetic transplants in a pediatric setting. She’d helped children take first steps, watched as they saw their parents for the first time, and held in tears at the shocked expressions of formerly deaf patients hearing their loved ones' voices. Now, though, she finds herself wanting to offer relief to all who need it during hard times. If that means sneaking extra supplies when it might be a bit more than against the rules, then so be it. Seeing those smiles, knowing she’d helped someone who had potentially been at the crux of desolation was enough for her. It was going to be more than enough for her. Of course, that means she’ll have to adjust to her new chain of command and exactly how it runs. Truthfully, everything around her was an absolute mystery to the mind. Captains, commanders, privates didn’t mean much to someone when she’d held so many lives in her hands. |
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| Hobbies & Interests | She won’t admit it, but Aurelia has a secret passion for swimming. She finds herself sneaking off whenever she can, just to enjoy the sensation of nothing but water surrounding her. Being weightless, gliding through water had appealed to her since childhood. Despite being beyond tone deaf, she also has a love for singing. Sometimes, she’s found singing her own little melodies about whatever task she’s enveloped herself in. Singing while working was the sign of a focused professional, after all. One of her more secret hobbies is reading raunchy romance novels. Aurelia hadn’t found time for her personal life in some time, substituting lack of interpersonal connections for the thumbed pages of a steamy, cheesy book. Though, she makes a point to tuck them in more secure corners of her quarters and office, to ensure an air of professionalism. One of her deepest passions, one she tries to fight beyond all measures, is drinking. When a shift became too long or the news became too grim she found herself reaching for any bottle she could put her hands on. This passion continued to a point of life-ending severity. Aurelia can’t claim sobriety, she couldn’t kick the habit for longer than a week without serious side-effects but she can say she drinks far less now. To this day, she enjoys the tart burn of a good scotch, or the dull warmth of a honeyed whiskey. |
| Personal History | Aurelia Faye Sol, the singular daughter of Austin and Dawn Sol, had the idealism of greatness thrust upon her from childhood. Being the only child, and projected ‘prodigy’ of a line of medical specialists, it was no surprise that she was expected to accomplish great things. What did that mean for Aurelia? Continuously being put on a pedestal that was suspended so high in the air, gravity seemed inconsequential. From birth, she’d been privately educated in her hometown of Austin Texas to have the ‘best and brightest’ future she could possibly attain. She wasn’t opposed, her mind had always been curious for the higher workings of medicinal studies. She was quiet, obedient, and socially stunted from lack of peers. Her parents were worried that any outside influence could ruin what they were trying to achieve, what they’d strived to create from the moment of her conception. Unfortunately for Aurelia, she was a taboo byproduct of banned engineering. Her parents were both carriers for Iverson's disease, suffering multiple losses at full term or to SIDs. After the seventh, and final loss, the Sols- lost with grief and anger- did the unthinkable. They abused their position and medical knowledge to try and conceive one last time. Aurelia was a product of intentional manipulation of her genetic makeup. She was constantly warned that she’d been ‘perfectly made’ and her existence couldn’t go to waste. She was constantly reminded that after so many ‘mistakes’, she’d been the final product of very trying efforts and to constantly strive for nothing less than the best. Of course, she mistook their words for nothing more than parental pride and the Sols would never correct her. During her childhood, the Sols took notice of every milestone and accomplishment, wondering and fearing for the worst. Unfortunately, or perhaps luckily nothing was amiss. Aurelia was horrible at sports, barely passing the most basic of physical standards. Mentally, she proved to be quite bright- though in niche fields. For example, Aurelia excelled mathematically but couldn’t grasp the fleeting concepts of grammar. In most aspects, Aurelia was a normal if not brighter than most socially awkward home-schooled child. And for that reason and for the sake of her career, no, her entire future, her conception was kept secret and it would be a secret the Sols would take to their grave. This continued into her early teens, and by the ripe age of fourteen was enrolled in Baylor College of Medicine. The experience was a whirlwind for Aurelia, being thrust into studies that required cooperation, communication, and concise studying. For the first two years of her studies, she spiraled. Missing social cues, isolating herself from what she considered to be her lessers, and trying to balance projects became a nightmare. It wasn’t until she joined her first pediatric study group, that she found her pacing. She’d met her first love, and ironically what pushed her through medical school: cybernetics. After witnessing the strides of bionics, and seeing how toxicology directly impacted the end result of implants, she’d fallen head over heels for the field. Truth be told, she’d fallen head over heels for a gentle smile that graced an unknown mother’s face, newborn son aimlessly gazing around, not knowing he was the recipient of a first of its kind: cochlear replacements. By 2338, she’d graduated with an expertise in varying fields and several practices bidding for her residency. Aurelia, using partisanship, chose her parent’s stomping grounds. There, in a cozy private practice, she dedicated herself to the private practice of cybernetics and bionics. Her grants gave her the ability to keep to herself, devote herself to the pursuit of knowledge and furthering the medical field while working with cutting-edge prosthetics. The grant lasted for a whopping total of three years, the wisps of financial collapse and federation hardship bringing her years of private practice to a close. She’d lost the ability to do what she’d set out to do, and in frustration chose a path that she thought she’d never chosen before: the military. It was a horrifying idea, so late in her life, to make such a major career path change. But Aurelia knew where the credits went, she knew that the fleet would have more opportunities for her to fulfill her desires to selfishly continue her studies. At this point, she’d neglected her entire social life. Personal relationships had been deemed a waste of time, romance was a notion that held no promise, and children- well. She didn’t want any child to relive what she had. Besides, what would any partnership hold for her? It would be a nuisance, a waste of valuable resources and time she didn’t have. So, with no prior indication of the hardships that came with the Officer Candidate School, she enrolled in 2341. Of course, with her glowing recommendations from multiple associates in her field (mostly at her parent’s behest), the fleet didn’t bat an eye at her application. It was one of the hardest in-depth training Aurelia had ever received. Unlike before, where she studied at her leisure, she now had to react with a speed and precision she'd not accustomed herself to. The rigid structure, protocols, and overwhelming standards the fleet held was almost her failure, several times over. She’d lost count of the times she wanted to quit, and wanted to return to her cozy studio apartment in Austin. But seeing the hardships of multiple conflicts changed her, and for the better. She realized that being a doctor wasn’t about how far one could propel cybernetics into the future, it was about humanity as a whole And in 2342, she’d adapted to the Federation as if it’d been her life’s goal all along. For her first assignment, she’d been all but thrown to the wolves. With little details, she’d been vaguely warned that the Starbase Icarus was in desperate need of medical personnel and the risks would be high. But Aurelia was ready for a challenge, joining a hospital run by Fleet Standards without a second thought. She’d thought her training would help, goodness forbid the Icarus need an extra hand on the field. |
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| Service Record | Service Record: 2338-2341 Sirius Cybernetics Corporation Cybernetic and Prosthetic Lead 2341-2342 Officer Candidate School Officer Cadet 2342-Present Starbase Icarus ED Doctor/ Emergency Physician |