Name: Zhen Lin Shi (Zheng Xuobian)

Race: Xianluon, a humanoid race with features most comparable to aquatic or amphibious animals. They commonly possess skin in shades of green and brown, an extra pair of arms, four large black eyes (two on each side), and a head of around eight to twelve thick tendrils in the place of hair, but are otherwise humanoid. While they prefer a wetter environment they are able to function in an Earth-like atmosphere. The Xianluon have made contact with the United Terran States, but they have not been culturally unified since their Empire went through a catastrophic collapse nearly a hundred years ago. Wealthy or well-connected Xianluon typically learn Chinese as well as English, which is phonetically similar to the Xianluon tongue and easier to translate between.

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Appearance: Zhen is thinly built and a little on the short side for her species, but she's tougher then she looks. Her skin is a mottled shade of forest green, her eyes are the typical color of black, and she has ten tendrils tattooed with thin streaks of blue. The tattoos are common among lower class Xianluons seen in space, but the empty piercing holes on the ends of her tendrils and her elegant posture betray her regal background. She also has faint scarring on her arms and back.

Personality: Zhen tends to come across as meek and a bit neurotic, and she regularly struggles with depression and loneliness. She tries to be dignified and diligent in spite of her personal issues, and her quiet demeanor hides her true intelligence. She's also charming in her own little way and deeply empathetic, always happy to listen to someone's problems and do her best to try and fix them.

Skills: Zhen has a superb education and is as fluent in English and Chinese as her own native tongue. She's good with mathematics and the sciences, a talented artist, and always eager and willing to learn new things. Zhen is also athletic and a good hand to hand fighter.

Reason for Visit: She's a political exile, and trying to get as far away from her uncle as she possibly can.

Bio: Zhen was born with the name Zheng Xuobian, and was in fact the crown princess and heir of the prominent Xianluon polity known as the Xuobian Kingdom. Raised in wealth and luxury, her mother passed away when she was young and her father spared no expense when it came to preparing his daughter for the rigors of ruling when it was time for her to take over. Sadly, political stability is a rarity in Xianluon society, and when her father refused to let a UTS corporation set up a mining operation on one of hid holdings, he was suddenly and mysteriously overthrown by his brother when Zheng was sixteen, never to be seen again. Unlike her just and honest father, Zheng's uncle was a greedy, cruel megalomaniac who ruled with an iron fist, and as the heir of the true king Zheng was cruelly mistreated for her refusal to support his rule. Eventually he decided that Zheng was better off dead then alive and made plans to execute her publicly, but she managed to escape her inprisonment with the help of some sympathizers and escaped into UTS space. Adopting a commoner name, she drifted from place to place for a while until she ended up at Tsiolkovsky Station, looking for a quiet place to settle down.

Equipment: Zhen doesn't have much, just a few personal mementos, a couple of books, and a change of clothing in a rucksack.

Position applying for: She would like to work at the Asimov Lounge or one of the other store fronts. Anywhere where she can help. :)

Name: Dr. Lena Koenig, Ph.D

Race: Human

Age: 53, looks 23 ((Because it’s the only pic I liked. I’m just gonna go with exceedingly strange research gone wrong, with a bad bit to it, as well.))

Gender: Female



Personality: She loves his work, and is very protective of her patients, hence why she is often trusted with high-value patients, like important and/or famous people. She is rather jaded, and is prone to back-talk, but is at the core a good person, though not the nicest person on the station. It takes a bit to earn his respect and trust, but she is a great person to have as an ally, and she knows exactly how your body ticks, so, having him as an enemy doesn’t lead to a long and happy life, per say.

Skills: A master physician, knowledgeable in many disciplines of medicine. Still strong, fit, healthy and spry even at his age. Knowledgeable in martial arts, though not a master, as well as being a god shot with pistols and rifles, including military grade. Highly intelligent, and is completely business in a time of crisis, treating in order of most to least likely to die. various other skills.

Reason for Visit: Work/Immigration

Bio: Early on, she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She had a solid childhood and education. When she left for higher education, she quickly discovered within herself a powerful wanderlust, a desire to see as much of the galaxy as she could, and planned for the future she envisioned as she studied medicine and xenobiology. In school, she made numerous friends, most from his focus, but she managed to pick up one or two friends, who were on the fringes of various cultures outside the norms, and she learned a lot from them, many things that her parents did not tell her of, and a few they specifically hid, as they sheltered her from the universe. Amongst these were talks of mercenary groups, paid to travel the galaxy and deal with problems that nations couldn’t deal with officially, leading into the next stage, and to the outright shattering of her ‘shell’…

Where she decided that that is exactly what she wanted to do, and served as the combat medic for a squad of mercenaries for a number of years, thought to be almost a decade, though the exact number of years is unknown to all but those closest to her. She then went to graduate school and earned a Ph.D in xenobiology, and went on to become one of the galaxies best doctors, skilled in multiple fields of medicine. She has been known, however, to keep up with most of her friends and contacts, both old and new, from her time as a mercenary, and she likely (well, definitely) has enemies left. Enemies who want to kill her.

During one of her tours of duty, one of her arms got blown off by a sniper, barely missing her chest. It was replaced by a top of the line Modular Limb Replacement, Combat Medic, Arm (MLR-CM/A), which she has heavily modified since, to include a whole manner of things, including weapons, enough of a medical kit to save a life, survival gear, and more, in various modules she can interchange relatively easily.

On to present day, she heard that Tsiolkovsky station had an opening, and she decided that it was yet again time for a change of places, packed up, and left, leaving behind a sheet of paper on the now bare desk, with a single sentence saying goodbye, a clue as to where she had gone, and contact information for a quality replacement.

Equipment: Medical Kit, contains data and high-quality equipment for the treatment of all races. Also contains numerous drugs, hence the declaration. Various licenses and diplomas, saying that he is indeed allowed to have all his cool toys. And, lastly, a comm unit, which looks like something more than just a comm unit to anyone who is especially good with technology. security would know that it isn’t harmful to the station. Her modified MLR-CM/A (Modules: Combat Medic, Survival, Escape & Evade, Search & Rescue, CQC, Defender)

Position applying for: Chief Medical Officer