Banshee Farrell, Senior CPO

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Subject:

Margaret Anna Farrell

 

Rank and Position:

Senior Chief Petty Officer

Aviation Mechanic

USS Excalibur

 

Also Known As:

M.A. Farrell, Maggie Farrell, Anna Farrell

 

Nickname: Banshee

 

Birthplace:

County Cork, Ireland

 

General Statistics:

Species: Terran/Human

Age: 38

Height: Five foot eight inches

Weight: One hundred fifty pounds

Hair Color: Blond, graying at the temples, worn in a spiked cut

Eye Color: Ice Blue

Skin Color: Fair

Physical Conditioning: Excellent

 

Distinguishing features:

Scarring:

- Right middle finger, just above knuckle

- Pock mark on left front cheek and left forehead above eyebrow from a case of chicken pox as a child

- Slash mark across back of neck from a horseback riding incident

- Scar across length of right knee from a fall during childhood

Tattoos:

- Tribal Shamrock (between shoulder blades and extending down to mid back) (large size, black and grays and green shadowing)

- Dirty Dogs Squad tattoo on right upper arm (medium size, full color)

- Tattoo of a fallen angel on left upper arm (medium size, full color)

 

Parents:

Joseph Clancy Farrell, 77

Moira Catherine Farrell (nee O’Connor), 79

 

Siblings:

Clancy Michael Farrell, 47

Martin James Farrell, 41

Molly Moira Farrell, 37

 

Sister in Law: (wife of Martin)

Kara Lee Farrell, 40 (nee Garrett)

 

Nephews: (children of Martin and Kara)

Joseph, 15

Charles, 12

Lee, 9

 

Next of Kin:

Master Sergeant Roderick O’Connor (first cousin), 41

Marine Drill Instructor, USS Gorkon NCC-19746 (Excelsior Class)

 

Biographical Information:

Margaret Farrell was born in Ireland on June 29, to Joseph and Moira Farrell, and is a middle child with three other siblings.

 

Her childhood and teenage years were spent on the family farm, where her father and mother operated and maintained a successful horse breeding and training business. Additional income was brought in by stabling horses and offering riding lessons to the locals, but most of those interested in riding where either the few brave alien tourists who ventured onto the green flecked Irish countryside or humans from the other Earth continents. Young Margaret spent quite the normal childhood helping out on the farm or tussling with her brothers and sisters, and while she did develop a fondness for horses and became a respectable rider in her own right, she wanted no parts of the family business as she got older. The young woman started to forge her own path at a very young age, but unfortunately fell into a rebellious stage and experimented with drugs, alcohol and had quite a few run ins with the local juvenile authorities. The teen rehabilitation programs eventually helped, for a while, but Farrell had too much of a restless and rebellious spirit that could not be completely quashed. As soon as she was legally able, at age eighteen, she cashed out the modest trust fund her parent’s had started for her, packed it out for the Fleet Academy, and enrolled.

 

Margaret’s time at the academy was unimpressive, if a bit under the radar. She was not a gifted student, nor would she ever claim to be one, and possessed no fool desires to distinguish herself in any manner. By her own admission, she just wanted to quote “get in the Academy, get the officer’s commission, and get out” unquote. However, this decisive personal outlook involving the future degree couldn’t disguise the fact that Farrell really had no idea what career field that she wanted to specialize in. Unable to maintain the required and accepted grade point average for her eventual release into the commissioned ranks, she eventually dropped from the officer and command track courses and landed in the accelerated three year training program for enlisted officers. She would also finally choose her specialization field as a mechanic and deck hand. Her past training and background of tinkering with the various machines and equipment at the farm obviously left its mark, it just took a bit for the mechanical predilections to resurface.

 

Her nickname of Banshee originated during a routine training operation from her final year in the enlisted training curriculum program. The purpose of the operation was for a cadet squad to transfer a load of cargo from point A to point B. Per the requirements for the exercise, the transport shuttles were flying about ten feet off the ground and preparing to come in for a textbook landing. Since the transports were flying at a low altitude, Farrell had been assigned to the rear cover guard position, in which she was responsible for maintaining a line of sight with the other shuttle out the open side cargo port. She had been more interested in the scope sight on her sniper rifle then maintaining her balance, and when the transport vehicle hit some lower atmosphere turbulence, Farrell went flying out into the wild blue yonder. And while she was not seriously hurt upon the eventual impact with the ground, Margaret did yell the whole way down, and very loudly; the screaming was considered Banshee like as a matter of fact. Therefore, once the post mission logs and visual recordings where examined, Margaret was given her new call sign: Banshee.

 

The young cadet worked hard to maintain her grade point average, and eventually graduated at the age of twenty two in the lower middle percentile of her academy class, and was posted to the rank of crewman third class.

 

Farrell’s first training cruise was on board the border patrol vessel Crusader, and the primary mission statement for the ship was to maintain the peace in a section of the galaxy known as the Outlands. The young mechanic cut her teeth working on a variety of runabout, shuttle, hover flitter, and fighter jet craft. She offered a steady and dependable presence as a grease monkey, and decided to stay on as a “boonie hopper”, finding the life of a frontier border guard and any skirmishes or patrols the crew encountered surprisingly invigorating. Margaret would go on to serve for eighteen years out in the black.

 

Today, Banshee continues to serve wherever her skills are needed, and has served and will continue to serve on a variety of duty stations and locations.

 

Psychological Profile: (as recorded by Commander (ret.) Doctor Connor Reed, MD, Starfleet Medical)

Margaret Farrell, like her younger self, is very much under the radar and has no desire to draw any undue attention to herself. In her role as a shift lead, she is fair when it comes to matters of discipline, and will hear all sides of the matter before passing judgment. Her general presence can best be described as a calm steadiness. However, that calm steadiness can also herald the flashpoint of the storm if Farrell is sufficiently angered. Her temper, when riled, can be a formidable and unwelcome opponent.

 

While not estranged from her family, she maintains a cordial yet distant relationship with her parents and siblings. Personality wise, Farrell is very much the classic poster child for the lone wolf personality, preferring to keep to herself and lead an independent life free of the ties that bind.

 

Farrell has never been the hero type, and she is a staunch believer in the Klingon proverb “only a fool fights in a burning house”, and this conviction has kept her alive over the years. And while not exactly a coward, she has always walked that fine line between caution and cowardice.

 

Psychological Note: The tattoo of a fallen angel that she sports on her left arm is a direct consequence of her resulting inebriated state just after dropping out of the commissioned officers curriculum at the academy.*

 

Psychological Note: During her service on the border patrol vessel Hera, the crew was assigned to patrol the outer reaches of Federation space. Pirate activity had been reported in the general area, and the Hera was sent to investigate one of the colony planets specifically. Margaret accompanied the away team to provide mechanic services for the New Tikrit colony. Unfortunately, the away team walked straight into an ambush, and Farrell was shot in the back due to an unfortunate instance of friendly fire. To this day, Farrell refuses to keep her back to anyone and will never sit in a mess hall or restaurant or any location with her back to the entrance way. She did not press charges against the young ensign who accidentally shot her, instead preferring to drop the whole matter.

 

* Personal Note: When I further questioned Petty Officer Farrell regarding her reasoning (or perhaps her lack thereof) behind the tattoo, I was told to quote, mind my own damn business, unquote.

 

Duty Record:

- Training Cruise: USS Crusader: Mechanic and Damage Control duty station, assigned to the “Dirty Dogs” deck team.

- Border Patrol: USS Neptune’s Trident: Mechanic duty station.

- Border Patrol: USS Niagara: Mechanic duty station.

- Border Patrol: USS Hera: Mechanic and Damage Control duty station.

- Starbase: Camelot Station: Lead Mechanic duty station, First Shift.

- Starship: USS Excalibur: Aviation Mechanic duty station.

 

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