Frank Levine

Frank Delmar Levine is your every-man. Ordinary looks, ordinary career, borderline-bland personality. By “chance,” his career so far has been surprisingly exciting. He joined Starfleet out of a sense of duty, not a sense of adventure; yet if one were to put a microscope to his career, one MIGHT start to see a pattern. He performs his job, as assigned, every time – nothing more, nothing less. Despite this, Frank Levine does seem to be present for a growing number of important events. He is currently on loan to USS Truckee. His official orders are to assist with some minor upgrades after the ship’s shakedown cruise. Unofficially, well, only the captain knows.

Franks coworkers at Starfleet Intelligence know him to be a quiet, observant man who tends to listen more than he speaks. One could spend hours in a conversation with him, only to realize later that Frank barely spoke. He has a talent for getting others to speak. At the home office, he tends to keep to himself until he is ready to present actionable intel. Frank works alone unless directly assigned to work in a team.

On assignment, Frank adopts a personality based on who he needs to fool. Frank avoids the flashy, self-important affect that some of his fellow Intel officers seem to enjoy. Instead, he dons personalities as easily as one might put on a cloak. Currently, onboard the USS Truckee, Frank Levine is a bumbling, uncoordinated nerd of an engineer. He seems to have eyes for nothing but the EPS grid upgrades, and treats his project like its his own flesh and blood. Any attempts to befriend him are met with ignorant dismissal, as the current Frank cannot imagine a need for friends. Nor can he even consider someone might want to be his friend, but that’s besides the point. Frank Levine is, for the most part, ignored and left to his own devices. The crew will be happy to see him gone.