The name's Calvin. Nick Calvin.

Currently living alone, used to had both parents and a slightly younger sister of mine, but they left me early since the tourism incident on 3280. Our ship got caught in between a dogfight, and a random stray missiles hit the power plant of our shieldless ship. Can't blame the pilot for doing his job, nor the pirate for trying to take us hostage, but was it really necessary for the Security to open fire with US inside the hostage SHIP? Anyway, before the whole thing exploded, I managed to escape and got home safely by a good Samaritan. CMDR Evan Cameron I am in your debt.

Fast forward few years, here I am alone doing whatever I could do to make some bucks. Mining or Massacre, I'll take it as long as the paycheck is good. But the bitterness of hard work aside, my work is also my training for my lifegoal of becoming top CQC player. Mining for few years taught me how to handle asteroid belts and make use of that nifty Flight Assist thing, on or off. The assassination missions taught me about shooting guns and evading it, so everything worked out nicely in the end.