Futuristic Star Trek: USS Freedom Characters

[Nuitari Delphiki]

Please post your characters here. I will try to keep a good log of what characters we have and what we need.

Captain: Markus White AKA Captain Frost - Nuitari Delphiki
First Officer: James Ashworth - RayPurchase
Second Officer: Savir - MechanicalSnake
Chief Engineer: Kri'tak "Hom" - Error 420
Chief Medical Officer: Dr. Robert Reyes - AllDirectionBlind
Chief Transportation Officer: Teyla Jotai RikuXIII
Chief Security Officer: Felix Caldera - Tempestus
Communications Officer: Kimberly #49 - Epiphany
Chief Helmsman: Teyla Jotai - RikuXIII
Navigation Officer: Sovak Theo713
Tactical Unit Lead: John Conrad - Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Dock Officer - Lieutenant Darnell Burns - Nuitari Delphiki

Any non-officer or other roles that you decide to use will be listed here.
Engineer - Lieutenant Marcus Franklin

 

[Nuitari Delphiki]

Name: Captain Markus White

Nickname: Frost or chuch ghIDIna

Age: 39

Biography: Markus White joined Starfleet at the age of 15, and quickly excelled in tactical operations. He was set to join the NCC-1701-D USS Enterprise under Jean Luc Picard after his academy run but was instead transferred to the NCC-67016 USS Liberator as an Ensign. He quickly worked his way from the Helm to Tactical, then to Lieutenant. He was present, at the Wolf 359 defense against the Borg, where 40 ships were destroyed. When his First Officer was killed, the Captain rapidly appointed him as First Officer and ordered him to retreat from the battle zone. He took shuttle 2 with the wounded Chief Engineer, the wounded communications officer and a tactical officer. They were the only survivors out of 11,000 crewmen. After the battle, there were few ships remaining. Instead of returning to a ship, he met with the Admiral appointed to handle the growing Borg threat. He helped design the USS Freedom as it was being built. Taking the information learned from the USS Enterprise, he helped design a self-modulating phaser bank and upgraded torpedoes that, hopefully, will penetrate a Borg cube and cause significant damage. At the christening of the ship, he was appointed as Captain of the first Battleship in Starfleet.

Looks:



Key physical features (scars, tattoos, etc): A scar along his right knuckles and a Starfleet insignia tattooed to his left arm. Also has his fleet identification number tattooed to his left wrist.

Personality: Focused, serious. His strong demeanor makes his crew respects him. He will die for his crew, and he expects the same from them.

 

[Nuitari Delphiki]

This is more-so the stuff you need. if you want to do more you are more than welcome to.


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[Error 420]

Commander Kri'tak "Hom", Daughter of Martok

Biography: Commander Kri'tak is one of many Klingon officers diplomatically serving on Federation vessels. She hails from the house of Martok, where she is known as Hom, or runt. In the Martok house, her family is not only its founder, but also the most prolific, having produced many of Kronos's greatest warriors and military leaders. She is the youngest offspring of Martok and Sirella, and is generally excluded from most pedigrees. She has commanded several smaller birds of war throughout her career, never receiving any special honours. When it was decided that house Martok needed greater diplomatic clout with the Federation, she was chosen in exchange for the first officer on the USS Vigilance. She has been placed on board the USS Freedom, under the command of Captain Markus White, where she will be serving as Chief Engineer. While on board, she is to obey only the orders given to her by Captain White, and not by Klingon Defense Command. Starfleet Command advises close supervision.

Personality: Kri'tak is a normal Klingon woman on all accounts. This includes her propensity towards emotional outbursts. She is unfamiliar with the operation of a Starfleet crew and despises that which she is unfamiliar with. When faced with a problem, her solutions are aggressive and without prejudice. She's not too fun at parties either.

Appearance: Kri'tak is remarkably small for a Klingon woman. She is only 5 feet tall and 120 pounds, with the dark auburn skin and hair common in the Martok line. Unlike most Klingon women, she keeps her curled hair tied into a bun, so as to not get in the way.

 

[AllDirectionBlind]

Name: Dr. Robert Reyes

Biography: Robert doesn't talk much about his past. His parents were interplanetary missionaries of a new, small, and dubious "religious order." They stuck their noses where they weren't welcome, and both died when Robert was sixteen. Robert enrolled in Starfleet Academy in part because he had nowhere else to go and needed some sort of structure in his life. That's not to say that he had no interest in Starfleet or medicine though. He is very well-traveled and knowledgeable about all of the cultures in the galaxy, which makes him a surprisingly good diplomat. What he really excels at is adapting to any situation, no matter how alien and/or chaotic.



Looks:

Key physical features (scars, tattoos, etc): Several spiritual symbols around his torso and arms, which are generally covered by his uniform or other long-sleeved shirts.

Personality: ...he means well.

As much as he cares for his patients, he neglects his own care. He probably hasn't slept or showered in a week. At least he combs his hair?

Robert always stays cool under pressure. In fact, nothing really fazes him. He'll play along with small talk and social events, but never seems to initiate anything. Except with kids—he'll always make a real effort to help child patients feel comfortable and safe.

More astute patients may notice some discrepancies between their prescriptions and what (and how much) they actually receive.

He takes confidentiality quite seriously, and gives some pretty astute advice, even if he himself doesn't follow it.​

 

[RayPurchase]

Name: James Ashworth

Rank: Commander

Position: First Officer

Nickname: None (or at least none said to his face)

Age: 52



Biography:

Ashworth is a career Starfleet officer in near enough every sense of the word, having entered the academy over 30 years ago now. He spent his life growing up in New England, on the US West Coast, to a family who going back the generations had amounted to little more than industrial workers, scratching out a living in order to continue their meagre existence. Ashworth decided this was no life to live. His options were quite limited on world however. Instead he decided that in order to get away from the life destined for him, he would have to get away from Earth. As such he joined up with Starfleet. Over his time with Starfleet he has served on numerous different ship classes and types. At the age of 35 he obtained the rank of Commander, and it is one that he has held onto ever since. Though he has been offered his own command he has no interest in his own ship, happy in his place as First Officer, a foil to the Captain's rapier, a skilled head and a keen task master and disciplinarian. He was an obvious choice for the position on the USS Freedom, as one of the most experienced First Officer's in Starfleet. He is more than looking forward to running his critical eye over the ship and its crew.

Appearance:
Ashworth stands at just under 6 foot. His hair has rapidly receded over the years, and is now fully grey, crowning the top of his head. Despite this however he is still in good physical shape. He has piercing blue eyes. He had a long jagged scar stretching along the right side of his torso, apparently obtained from a Klingon Bat'leth.

Personality:

Ashworth is a consummate professional above all else, in his eyes the thing separating a good crew from a great crew is discipline above all else. As such this has given the impression of him being quite a humourless individual, dour and at times unpopular. Whilst this is partly true, it is also somewhat exaggerated, as a First Officer he is more than happy to act as the bad guy in order for the Captain to remain unsullied.

 

[Epiphany]

Name: Kimberly #49
Rank: Lieutenant
Position: Communications Officer
Areas of Specialty: Exoarchaeology, Astrophysics, Xenolinguistics, Cyberwarfare (especially creating false sensor readings and hacking into alien communication systems to infiltrate foreign computer systems)

Biography:
The Kimberly serving on the USS Freedom is the 49th in the Kimberly series, produced on Galor II. Previously known as the Mudd androids, this hive-minded race of artificial lifeforms had kept to themselves since contact with Mudd and the Federation in 2267, content to manufacture new libraries, engineering shops and advanced medical research labs for the extinct race that had built them. A Daystrom Institute annex was built by the Federation on Galor II, to study artificial life forms, which the Galor II androids tolerated.

Things changed with the discovery of Lieutenant Commander Data in 2338. With renewed interest by the Federation in studying android technology, a number were requested from Galor. Despite the establishment of the Daystrom Institute Annex on Galor IV in 2322, the Federation had interest in studying the machines at more than one lab. As a result, the Kimberly Series was one of three built to facilitate more direct interaction with Starfleet and Federation civilians. These special long-range, long-term models included EEEs (Emotional Emulation Engine software) to mimic familiar behaviors to put humans at ease, as well as featuring Direct Synaptic Synchronization hardware, allowing them to link into communication arrays to transmit memories and queries outside of Galor's range.

Kimberly #49 was one of the individual androids sent to Galor IV to be studied (and to study) at the Daystrom Institute, learning all that she could about the Federation from first-hand observation. After all, Mudd had proved to be such a disappointment, the androids had made no effort to learn about humans beyond their initial contact with Captain Kirk. Over time, Kimberly #49 won the respect of the Daystrom Institute staff who agreed to sponsor her as a non-Federation citizen in her application to Starfleet in 2355. It took significant persuasion on her part but she at last won the respect and subsequent letter of recommendation from Vice Admiral Anthony Haftel, a cybernetics specialist who headed up the Daystrom Institute annex.

She has since served with distinction, with a passion for deep space exploration and first contact, while specializing in not only communications but cyberwarfare.

Looks:
Kimberly is a slim, well-formed woman on the tall side for the human norm. Her skin is clear and her eyes as black as any Betazoid's. Kimberly keeps her hair short, straight, and as black as her eyes. She's adopted the human female affectation of wearing cosmetics to accent her otherwise black-and-white features. A keen eye might notice the occasional patch of light flicker under her uniform just above the breastbone, particularly when she's thinking hard.

Personality:
Kimberly is thoughtful, a bit quiet and an active listener. This tends to hide her natural charm in conversation. Kimberly can be animated on many topics but shows most of her enthusiasm and passion for science and meeting new people. She downplays her inhumanity by focusing on the person she's talking to, showing interest in them, asking questions and learning and supporting people through grace, poise and tact.

As a result, it's remarkably difficult for most to get inside her head. The fact that she runs on software complicates things, particularly for telepaths (though she emulates emotions closely enough for empaths to sense what she feels). That said, she's known to hum when she's happy, enjoys matchmaking and she likes to collect teacups. Her quarters have literally a wall of teacups. If asked, she's never given the same explanation twice.

 

[MechanicalSnake]

Name: Savir
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Species: Vulcan/Betazoid

Rank: Junior Lieutenant
Position: Second Officer
Areas of Study: Leadership, Survival Strategies, Tactical Analysis, Psychiatry, Psychology, Xenology, Xenolinguistics, Diplomacy
Other Skills: Basic martial arts, music

Appearance:
Given that Vulcan genes are dominant, Savir's appearance matches that of a typical Vulcan, from arched eyebrows and pointed ears to the trademark haircut. His eyes, however, are darker and larger than the norm, hinting at his Betazoid heritage. Due to their unusual look paired with the fact that they do reflect emotion, he sometimes appears to be younger than his years, or in a state of permanent wonder. He has a handsome face with sharp features and a tall, slender body possessing more strength than it would seem on the first sight. Fairly attractive, if you don't find Vulcans abhorrent by default. Savir has no markings other than the tattooed number “04” on his wrist.

Photo: Still missing, because it is virtually impossible to google a Vulcan who is not Spock+family, Tuvok, Vorik, female, or old.

Personality:
Like many Vulcans, Savir has eidetic memory. He also disposes of telepathic and empathic powers.
Both at Starfleet Academy and in active service, Savir is known as a responsible, mentally stable officer with admirable work ethics, outstanding results, natural respect for authorities and healthy professional relationships. Fellow students would likely see him as fairly reserved and focused on his studies, yet entertaining and somewhat sarcastic on occasion. Among Vulcans, despite the obscurity of his origin, he is respected for his excellent control of emotions and adhering to the rules of logic under any circumstances. On Betazed, he is seen as an amicable individual with a great sense of humor and keen curiosity about anything and everything. In short, he is capable of emulating any kind of behavior that is preferred in a particular culture/peer group. However, if all the people he had met in different periods of his life ever gathered in the same room, they might find out each of them knows a different person. His true personality therefore remains a mystery, perhaps even to Savir himself. This has never presented a problem in his career path, because he always scored 99,8 % on any psychological evaluation test. His personal relationships, however, are practically nonexistent.

Biography:
Savir's genetic combination is very unique - currently, he is the only Vulcan/Betazoid hybrid known to live, which is not a surprise, given the completely different cultural background of the two species does not provide them with enough common ground to willingly pair up. Rather than born naturally, his embryo was artificially created as a part of an extensive research on telepathic species conducted on Adigeon Prime. Not a member of the Federation, the planet was home of an avian species, the Adigeons, renown for their facilities focusing on genetic experiments and augmentations.

In his childhood, Savir was held in the facility as a research subject along with a group of other children with different degrees of telepathic powers, tutored, taught to use his psionic powers (often against others) and experimented on. When he was 9 years old, the planet was visited by an all-Vulcan Federation ship USS T'Vran. Having been informed about the existence of the research, the crew visited the facility and reported it as inhumane, carrying out unapproved experiments on artificially bred Federation species. For the sake of good interplanetary relationships, the facility was eventually closed down on request of the Federation, Savir was relocated to Vulcan and placed into foster care, where he spent the next 7 years.

He was quickly able to understand that the way he had lived until that point was not considered normal or healthy in most societies, however it had seemed completely normal and acceptable to him. This fascinating discovery marked his life-long journey to understand the inner workings of individual humanoid minds and interpersonal relationships, as well as entire cultures and societies. Savir has extraordinary telepathic and empathic skills, since his genetic make-up was assembled for that very purpose. Fitting into the logic driven Vulcan society was not difficult for him, but at the same time he did not feel like he actually belonged there and he was able to feel the (very real) emotions of many of his peers, hidden under layers of indifference.

At 16, after finishing the lower degree of education, he surprised his caretakers by refusing to enter the Vulcan Academy of Science. Instead, he expressed interest in studying on Betazed in order to explore the other half of his genome. He found the society rather chaotic and free of inhibitions, which was both refreshing and fascinating to study. At the same time, the constant flow of emotions shared freely exhausted and distracted him. Again, he was able to pretend to fit in quite well, while he really did not. Based on previous experiences, he transferred to Starfleet Academy three years later, having concluded that he was too different and detached from any kind of society, and that he would thrive most in an environment made up of many different species, united by the common goal of exploring cultures in various corners of the Universe. So far, the years at the Academy and the brief time spent serving on a space station provided him with ample opportunity of doing just that. By now, he is quite an expert on the inner workings of others, but his self image is hazy at best - a trait carefully hidden behind a composed exterior.

Service History: Savir spent five years in the academy, studying a rather odd double major in Command and Counseling. His grades have never been less than excellent. Upon graduation, he received a placement as a counsellor on the Federation space station DS5, where he has been dealing mostly with individuals trying to come to terms with their tragic experiences from the war with Borgs and Starfleet officers with a serious burn out due to decades of exhausting service. He received a number of positive references for healing PTSD in several individuals through telepathy and was recently noticed for his diplomatic efforts, especially in contact with a previously unknown species, whose members found their way to DS5, but were only able to communicate by the means of different sequences tones. Savir managed to analyze the melodic patterns and was able to establish successful communication. Officially, that was what earned him the post of Second Officer on the USS Freedom despite his youth. But from his interview with Commodore Bradford, Savir suspects the true reason for his placement might be his psionic powers, that could be harnessed in the war against the Borg.

 

[Tempestus]

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Name: Lieutenant Felix Caldera, C.S.O., USS Freedom

Nickname: N/A

Biography: Caldera entered Star Fleet Academy six years ago, studying Naval Science. He was considered a bright young cadet and excelled in his early studies at Earth campus. A focus on Weapons Systems grounded him in engagement theoretics as well as boarding procedures. He was briefly considered a candidate for Advanced Tactical Training; however, he failed to make (or lose) the required weight.

As part of his extracurriculars, Caldera trained in Aikido three hours a day.

In his post-grad stationing, he served on Starbase 74 as a junior supply officer. There he was introduced to Captain ____ by the station commander before being recruited for starship duty, and more specifically, to fill the USS Freedom's vacancy of Chief Security Officer.

Looks: Caldera is a human with brown eyes, soft cheek bones and a rather boyish presence. His hair is kept in a clean medium tapered style. His body type would be considered exomorphic, which is accentuated by him carrying a few extra pounds (or thirty) against regulation.

Key physical features (scars, tattoos, etc): He has several scar slices over his forehead and left eyebrow.

Personality: Caldera finds Earth history of particular interest - always searching for deeper meaning to the world, and for that matter, the entire universe. He may be found taking in a few passages from Sun Tzu's The Art of War and other military literature while not busy sparring in the ship gymnasium.

Despite being more physically active than most crewmen, Caldera manages to find his way around food. Back on Starbase 74, he used to do favors for the executive chef, so extra meals weren't hard to come by. It goes without saying that it will take more than a strong sense of duty to wean him off his glutonous ways.

 

[Nuitari Delphiki]

Name: Lieutenant Darnell Burns

Nickname: Burns, Burnie

Biography: Lieutenant Darnell Burns had an easy time through the Academy, joking and laughing his way through most of it. He graduated from the Academy and worked his first 3 years aboard the NCC-67016 USS Liberator with Captain Frost and Lieutenant Franklin. He had grown into a Engineering position with Franklin while Frost was quick to run the Helm. While serving with the Liberator, They ran into a rough battle between a Klingon Bird of Prey and a Romulan Ship. Of course, they were all in a shuttle bay at the time of the incident, and Frost's quick thinking saved the Klingon ship, while simultaneously destroying the Romulan ship. This is where Frost earned his nickname from the Klingons, which stuck with him for most of his life. Shortly there-after, Burns went to Deep Space Nine, where he served on their engineering team. He grew tired of it, and transferred back to deck work, where he was promoted to Lieutenant. He remained on Deep Space Nine and was thinking of retirement when Frost sent a personal request for him to serve upon the Freedom. He accepted the offer and has been helping to get the Freedom into shape for the past 3 weeks, relieving the original Deck Officer.

Looks: He is off Samoan decent, and is a large individual. His black hair is typically allowed to grow out but is short for his transfer to the Freedom.

Key physical features (scars, tattoos, etc): Multiple Samoan tattoos

Personality: Carefree, energetic. He has a great sense of humor and seems to brighten any room he is in.



Name: Lieutenant Marcus Franklin

Nickname: Frank, but it is only used by his closest friends.

Biography: Lieutenant Marcus Franklin started the Academy in helm control and engineering. He is trained for both. While serving upon the Liberator, He worked as an Engineer and served for quite a few years. Just 3 months before it's destruction, Marcus was transferred to the USS Christopher Pike. He served aboard the Pike until recent, when he received a request to be the Head Engineer on the Freedom. He declined at first, but changed his mind. Unfortunately, he knew the position would be filled by the time he accepted, but Frost had told him the offer was always open, and he looked forward to working with his friends again aboard a magnificent ship, even if it meant simply being an Engineer.

He knows something about the Captain that not even his personal file knows, Frost was in a relationship with a superior officer aboard the Liberator. When she died during the Wolf 359 attack, Frost was promoted to her position. He could tell in his correspondence that Frost blamed himself for her death, that he wasn't quick enough to save her. It's one of the big reasons Franklin changed his mind about rejoining his friends.

Looks: Franklin is a thin, agile officer. His blonde hair and blue eyes seem to bring light to his face.

Key physical features (scars, tattoos, etc): None, he has seemed to stay out of harm.

Personality: Franklin is a confident officer who obeys his commanding officers. He is typically upbeat and is well kept.

 

[RikuXIII]

Name: Teyla Jotai

Species: Trill

Rank: Lieutenant JG

Position: Chief Helmsman

Biography: Teyla Savin was a bright young lady who wanted to make a mark on the world. While possessing talents to do that on her own, she was convinced by her parents that the best path to her goal was being joined. After some academically success in the field of Starship design, she applied to the Trill Symbiosis Commission. With some additional training and conditioning, Teyla was approved for joining, and was given the dubious honor of being the next host for the Jotai symbiont.
The Jotai symbiont has somewhat of a checkered past. While little can be proven, it is widely believed that among the former 6 hosts, the symbiont has been involved in government corruption, black market activities, smuggling, and even rumors of piracy. The previous host to Teyla, Bevan Jotai, seemed to break the trend as an upstanding Starfleet Officer, giving her life to save her crew. Hoping that another Trill with a similar psychological profile to Bevan would keep the Jotai symbiont on a better track, Teyla was selected as the next host.
After the joining, Teyla Jotai joined Star Fleet initially looking to further her education in engineering and starship design, but she changed directions soon after, showing more interest in flying vessels than building them. She graduated from Starfleet Academy as one of the top pilots of her class, with only vague rumors of...unorthodox behavior. She served on several ships with distinction. A fresh promotion to Lieutenant JG and a new assignment to the USS Freedom has her career looking up.

Looks:

Key physical features (scars, tattoos, etc): Tail-tale Trill spots.

Personality: Teyla was always a bit outgoing and friendly, with a quirky sense of humor. She worked hard, with a fascination for starships. Since joining, she had shown less rigidity to rules, though doesn’t completely disregard them. While not really that shy to begin with, she’s gained the confidence of 6 lifetimes to back her up. Another aspect she seems to have gotten from the symbiont is an undercurrent of cynicism. It can be difficult to pick up on, but it can be picked up in some snide comments and personal musings when she’s been drinking.


Previous hosts:
Garrus; corrupt politician
Tesza; Con Artist
Qira; Independent Ship Captain
Atierus; pirate
Ulyeen; Black Market Dealer
Bevan; Star Fleet Officer

 

[Theo713]

Name: Sovak
Nickname: So-So by his Moogie
Biography: Like all good Ferengi, Sovak was raised on the belief that profit was the absolute way of the universe. Profit is power. And power is everything. Growing up Sovak admired his father's ability to make profit and hoped to one day follow in his father's footsteps, a goal his father was all too happy to learn of. Their arrangement was simple enough. Daddy dearest would teach him the tricks of the trade, and when he believed he was ready Sovak would buy his father out of the business he had. To Sovak, it seemed a reasonable deal to make. He studied hard and worked harder than any of the other Lobelings and still found a way to make less profit than they did. He didn't understand. Why did he work harder, get more done, and make less profit? The answer came on the day of his Naming Day, when he caught his father red handed skimming profit from his collection box. He was proud of his father for earning profit in any way he could, but more than that he felt something he had rarely felt before: Anger. Rage. He kept his calm however, and demanded the return of his skimmed profits or he would go directly to the Ferengi Commerce Authority and tell them he was taking business advice from a Female. The claim wouldn't stick, probably, but the accusing would be enough to ruin several of his father's business arrangements. So his father complied, telling Sovak “A true Ferengi would have demanded interest. You've still a long way to go.” That was the last time the two spoke. With a sudden abundance of profit at his disposal, Sovak

Nearly a decade later while resting on the resort planet of Risa for a much needed vacation, Sovak happened to overhear a conversation between two officers of Starfleet on shore leave. It wasn't the conversation that caught his attention, but rather the fact that these two sounded to have been rather well traveled. It was as if The Divine Treasury was smiling upon him. Starfleet. Now there was an untapped potential for profit. The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea. Free travel around the systems, free communications systems, free food, and all the profit in the wind to be made. It would be hard work, but he wasn't above doing a bit of manual labor if it meant more profit for him in the end. “Sovak you brilliant bastard this might just be your best idea yet.” he would mutter to himself before returning to his relaxed position.

When his vacation came to a close applied to the illustrious Starfleet Academy, with a focus on Communications. If his father taught him nothing else, it was how to talk his way in to or out of almost any situation.

Looks: Sovak is somewhat well built for a Ferengi, though he is on the short end of the gene pool for males standing at only 5 ft tall.

Key physical features: Sovak has a scar that runs parallel to the left side of his nose.

Personality: Sovak believes that profit is everything, and will try to rationalize any situation by asking “but where's the profit in it?” He approaches new races cautiously, usually trying to flesh the other party out before striking a bargain with them. He hopes to one day own his own line of cargo ships, to make buying and selling goods that much easier.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Name: John Conrad

Nickname: Chief (Is a Senior Chief in Star Fleet)

Biography: His last ship, the USS Bellerophon, was one of the 40 ships destroyed during the Wolf-359 incident. It was supposed to be the twilight tour of his long career, which spanned several ships as well as time in Star Fleet Intelligence (rumor has it that he was part of a Section 31 Covert Team), and the Bellerophon was letting him end his time in Star Fleet with an easy transition back to Earth and his husband, to let them finally consider settling down and having a family. But Wolf-359 changed all that. His husband had been one of the research staff on the New Providence Colony that had been destroyed by the BORG. John was one of the few survivors picked after the battle, where he was set to be sent back to Earth to recuperate and undergo psychological evaluation prior to being discharged. However during his recovery on the rescue ship that picked him and several others up, he met newly appointed First Officer Markus White. A young and aspiring officer who showed extreme potential and the Admiralty assigned Senior Chief Conrad to be the Personal Security Lead while Markus worked on the classified systems and ship design. Over the next few years while Markus designed and help build the Freedom, John grew to first respect his charge, then to consider him a friend and trust him without question. Markus had proven himself in the Senior Chiefs eyes. When Markus was appointed Captain of the USS Freedom, John was transferred to the USS Freedom as well where he began training the ship Tactical Unit. Designed from the ground up to be an offensive and aggressive team, Senior Chief leaned heavily on the old MACO structure to train this unit and get them combat ready. John hopes to be able to teach some old tricks to some new dogs.

Looks: He stands just under two meters and his body-type is of a muscled-heavier set then most of the lithe and slender younger officers he works for, but he is not over weight and keeps himself in what he calls "Fighting Shape." He has bright blue eyes are set just above a nose that has been broken more then a few times, and his weathered cheeks are framed well by his squared jaw, with what used to be strawberry blonde hair that has been seasoned with grey over the course of his career.

Key physical features (scars, tattoos, etc): There is a long thin scar running from just above his right eye, up his forehead and through the first few inches of his salt and pepper hairline.

Personality: When he was younger, fresh from the Academy his crewmates and officers would have described him as bright, care free, fun loving and optimistic. Now, you could still describe him as much the same, but with the rough edges of experience. He would say he is no-nonsense and hard, which he displays often, but he has a soft spot for junior officers and enlisted personnel. He does not have many friends, but those he does have he is loyal to the bitter end. Willing to break regulations for them with barely a thought. Like an old junkyard dog; if he likes you, you are as good as gold-pressed latnum.