|Title:||Engineering Officer, USS Enterprise (NCC-1701-G)|
|Affiliation:||Starfleet (Exploration Command)|
Born on, August 15th, 2366 Alliance standard, Korin was raised by his uncle on a small colony world until the age of 11, when his parents were discharged from Starfleet following the Borg War, and raised him on the small runabout 'SS Kolinahr', Korin was raised different from the traditional Vulcan teachings. Where Surak's teachings say that one must master emotion, Korin was raised to view emotion as an essential part of being alive. His parents, though survivors of it, were changed by the Borg War. Even before the War started, his parents were part of an extremely small minority of Vulcans who were attempting to re-integrate emotions into both themselves and in their race in a peaceful transition, rather than a sudden split, like the original Romulans. The destruction of Vulcan, combined with the realization that most of the Vulcan species had come close to being assimilated, made his parents realize that life, no matter how long, was too short not to truly enjoy with ones emotions. However, they were also extremely pacifistic by nature, and the devastation caused during the Borg War convinced them even more that combat, even with the Borg, was usually not a viable solution. They raised him on this philosophy.
His parents, both former Starfleet officers, raised him to always be on guard, always on the defensive, always to have on eye open for possible changes in the status quo. His childhood life mainly consisted of trying to find entertainment during the few times the small craft landed for fueling, and then endless fascination while in space. As his parents piloted the small ship, Korin was often left to stare out of the runabout, at the innumerable stars. As the years went on, Korin decided that it wasnt enough to merely look. He wanted to actually go, see the stars, rather than just stare at them out of a window. At the age of 40, in 2406, Korin finally decided to leave his parents, and instead to live his own life on the newly terraformed Earth. Over the next 4 years, Korin was able to get into communication numerous times with his parents, each time having a discussion about enrolling in Starfleet Academy. During this time frame, Korin took various classes in order to make up for missing years of standardized education. At 43, Korin completed the last of a chain of classes which would be the human equivalent of graduating from community college, diploma and all. At the age of 44, 2410, Korin decided to follow in his parent's footsteps and enroll in Starfleet Academy.
Passing the entrance exam, Korin spent the next year going between the different divisions, trying to find something he truly enjoyed. Near the end of his first year, he found it. He had switched one of his classes to involve engineering. There, in that room that smelled of coolant and metal, surrounded by deconstructed engines and various schematics, he realized what he wanted to do with his career. For the remainder of his 3 year course in the Academy, Korin went through successively higher level engineering classes, becoming more and more drawn in as time went on. Though he was qualified to command a ship, his heart lay below decks in Engineering. He learned exactly how much you could push a ship beyond its technical limits before it would actually impact performance. In short, he had a knack for engineering.
During his graduation ceremony for Starfleet Academy, class of 2414, Korin saw a rare sight: His parents actually groundside, instead of always on the shuttle. As an even greater surprise, his parents had worn their Starfleet uniforms to honor the occassion, even though they had both requested to be discharged in order to live aboard the runabout, following the conclusion of the Borg War and the celebrations thereof. At the conclusion of the ceremony, his parents saluted him, called him 'sir', and went on their way. In the week following his graduation, he has spent most of it on Spacedock, keeping a careful eye on all ships entering, hoping that the next one would be his first assignment. In times between arrivals, he spent hours doing the exact same thing he did as a child: Staring at the stars, seeking to go, to explore, to keep on going. He had what some could poetically call 'Le Reve D'etoiles'. The dream of stars. To always keep going, not just staying in one spot. It was the same dream that fueled his parents to live aboard the runabout. In turn, they passed it on to him.