[CHAR] Stargate - Alliances - Into the Unknown

[Forsythe]

Name: Catherine Black
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 39
Rank: Brigadegeneral (NATO: Air Commodore)
Home posting: Luftwaffe
Callsign: Kat
Nationality: Earth; German, Czech parentage
Voice actor: Michelle Pfeiffer

Appearance:
Catherine stands 187 centimeters tall. While by no means physically weak, her frame seems rather skinny due to her height and prefered clothing. Her raven hair reaches a few centimeters below her shoulders, usually kept in a ponytail or bun off and on duty respectively. She is not a fan of distinguishing herself from the rest of the crew and welcomed the uniform jumpsuits worn on Earth ships, most of the time wearing one of those.Whipped up by the years spent in military, she always carries herself high, at time looking like her backbone solidified into a single piece.

Her brown eyes are always ticking from place to place checking out her surroundings, only staying still when she gives someone her trademark soul crushing glare. A car crash left her with a few dents, namely small scars around her right eye and the right corner of her mouth is permanently in a small smirk, although it is unnoticeable unless you're looking for it.

History:
As young girl, Catherine didn't really imagine her life as a military officer, choosing to study theoretical physics. With her personal passion being flying though, she was looking for ways to fly more interesting things than a cessna, and the army was the easy way out. Thus she found herself in the Luftwaffe.

To her displeasure though, she shown good potential for command and ascended through the ranks, perhaps too quickly for her own liking. Already a Group Captain, she had a car accident. While she recovered rather quickly, her vision was slightly impaired and thus rendered her unfit for a fighter pilot. Unhappy with a desk job, she tried for months to get reassigned to helicopters, but with her good leadership skills, high command didn't want to hear about it.

To avoid a desk job, she signed up into an officer exchange program. She found herself with Americans on one of their crusades against terrorism, gaining valuable experience commanding a larger military body. Noted for using unconventional approach in her command and regarded highly by her subordinates, she was selected to be included in the SGC. After a year long training, she was given command of the Catherine Langford, a BC-304 assigned to the IOA.

Under her command, the Langford completed a number of missions, including liberating Langara from Lucian Alliance assault, introducing new kind of tactics with focusing on capturing enemy assets. Despite all this, it was obvious to homeworld command that she put too much emphasis on her own crew and not enough on the mission. The fact that while she was in command the IOA could exert little control of their own ship also contributed to the need of having her moved to a different task. It was that and her style of leadership though that got her nominated and eventually accepted for the Ida mission and command of the Nyx, along with a promotion.

Personality:
She can at times seem like she has two personalities. Catherine Black is a rather friendly woman happy to engage in idle chat. Not entirely free of her military lifestyle, she likes to spend her free time either in the gym or flying anything. When none of that is possible, she likes to sit down with a plate full of treats, a mug of steaming hot coffee and a good book.

Captain Black on the other hand is a silent, glare giving commander who expects her crew to perform. In return she gives them relative freedom and protects them from higher ranks. Fail miserably though, and she will yell you back to civilian life. She appreciates honest opinions if they're based on solid grounds and listens to crew feedback.

Captain does not approve of officer perks in any form, most of the time eating the same food as the lowest ranked grunt and working the same hours, if not more. If there is a need, she will replace anyone on their post if they are incapacitated lest she is more needed elsewhere. While she doesn't force her officers to do the same, she does insist on them being fit and qualified to do their duty. You will find neither an overweight officer in her staff nor anyone who got the post because of connections in higher places. She would sooner resign on her post.

Black is very strict in regards to alcohol, only allowing it on special occasions, believing a soldier has to be ready to spring into action at any time, much more so on a spaceship.

Trivia:
- Kat speaks German, Czech and English
- She hates healthy food, preferring meat and sugar in her diet
- The captain enjoys card games greatly
- Easily annoyed by high pitch noises
- She's bi, leaning towards women
- Black likes all exotic and unique things, starting with cars ending with jobs. Commanding a spaceship is a dream come true for her.

[Sep]

Name: Phillip "Phil" Lawson
Race: Human (Earth)
Age: 49
Title: Doctor
Nationality: Scottish
Organization: Homeworld Command
Skills:

• Degree in Aeronautical Engineering.
• Degree + Doctorate in Theoretical Physics
• Reasonable Cook.
• Enjoys gardening.
• Farming

History:

Phil had an average childhood, in a middle class home born into a farming family in the borders. He began studying physics and became really interested in it during high school. Even in his early years at school he became engrossed in science, in his spare time he would find out as much as he could from either books or television. His focus even began to turn towards planes and how they worked. There was always a real desire for knowledge driving him. So he focused on Engineering and Physics throughout his high school years. Getting his advanced highers in both Mathematics and Physics. He then moved onto university.

During his university years he did a BCS in Aeronautical Engineering in glasgow. Though wanting something more near the end of his course, when he began looking into doing a course in theoretical physics. It was always his dream to build something or design something to go into outer space and this was his ticket. After over a decade of upper education he had his doctorate and plenty of knowledge under his cap, now it was just time to use it.

Having being picked up on the radar for some of his comments on “testing” papers posted online by the SGC he was quickly scooped by by the people at Area 51 working on the X-301. While he didn’t initially see the ship for months, and was instead working on prototype and theoretical equipment eventually he was granted clearance to know what was actually going on, and finally knew why he was being allowed to see this research despite him being a foreigner.

After the 301 failed, he was moved onto the project for the 302. Which was meant to be the first human built aircraft, which later succeeded however after that he was moved between various projects. Working on the X-303, studying Goa’uld Tel’tak and learning Asgard technology from the Asgard themselves. However after moving around a lot, doing various work to construct or refine ship designs and a short time on Atlantis he found himself assigned to the IOA vessel the Catherine Langford.

In this posting he was required to oversee some of the latest BC-304 upgrades as well as perform any duties required of him. Including the implementation of “FESS” in all the craft aboard the Langford after he put his prototype in a prototype “R-302” (Recon 302) which saved the life of it’s pilot. Eventually he went on to go help liberate Langara. When he began to make breakthroughs in the field of cloaking ships (Though only for small ships) Homeowrld Command was already coming up with it’s concept of the 307, and it’s purpose.

Lawson was an obvious choice, and since then he has been designing the 307 and helping to construct the vessel.

[rivaan]

Name: Miyako Sora
Race: Human
Age: 31
Appearance: 1,73 centimeters tall, with straight black hair reaching just above the shoulder. She has dark brown, nearly back eyes. She has soft and nimble hands with which she carries out her work as surgeon. She has a black tattoo in the form of a broken chain across her lower back, one on her left shoulder in the form of stylized angel wing and another one on her right in the form of stylized demon wing.
Title: Doctor /Military rank: Lt. Colonel
Nationality: Japanese
Organization: Homeworld Command
Skills:
Medical degree
post-doctoral training in surgery
Military training (specialized in sharpshooting)
Eight dan in Kendo.

History: Miyako was born in a military family. As such from an young age, she knew she will end up in the family business so to say. Still combat wasn't a thing she was attracted to as much as medicine. So as compromise, she first finished her medical degree then signed in the military, where she got her post-doctoral training.

In kind of a rebellious phase, a few years after joining the military, she went ahead and got herself those tattoos after a huge falling out between her and her parents. Things escalated to the point where she was disowned, but she paid that no mind. Instead of getting hang over that incident, she concentrated on her career.

Slowly, but steadily she escalated through the ranks until she reached the rank of lt. colonel, which she took as great honor for herself. One day she was approached by some higher ups with a proposition.'Was she willing to join a some kind of project.' According to them this was going to be a one time proposition, if she was to refuse it now, she will never be approached or see the two of them again. Seeing how she already broke ties with her relatives a few years ago and the fact herself had no family, Miyako decided this was only the natural progress forward so she readily said yes. That was how she joined the SGC.

Within SGC, Miyako proved herself on a number of different off world missions. Most of which included skirmishes with the Lucian Allience or providing relieve to worlds that were met with disasters. In one of those missions she was forced to take command after their leader was gravely injured. Due the reasons they were hit without warning on a planet that wasn't supposed to have any hostile targets, Miyako and the rest of her squad were forced to retreat towards the gate and try to evacuate from the planet. It took time and a lot of bullets before they were able to secure the gate for long enough to open a wormhole and leave the planet. Miyako herself took a shot to the left leg right before they stepped through the gate. Now she has a very vague scar on that place, but she always looks at it proudly as it reminds her of leading the rest of her squad off that planet despite the insane odds against them.

Personality: Miyako is in general very calm and collected person. She is very hard to get agitated or angry, but once that fuse has been lit, explosion is bound to happen. She likes to spend time among people and have nice chats with them. Another thing she likes to do is spar whenever it's possible. Be it with weapons or just hand to hand, she enjoys every kind of fight as it proves excellent way to relieve stress. As practitioner of Kendo, her main strength is sword fighting, though the experience and knowledge she acquired with the sword proves useful in hand to hand combat too as her reflexes are fast and her vision sharp. Another weakness Miyako has is towards alcohol. She likes to drink sake, though the military regulations make it difficult to drink freely, so that's mostly reserved for when she is off duty.

[mrambo90]

Name:Masaru Tanaka
Race:Human
Age:25
Appearance:Tanaka stands at 182.88 Centimeter tall and has a lean muscular build with a jet black Crew Cut and focused Hazel eyes. He has broad shoulders and bares a fading horizontal scar under his right eye. He usually wears a slight grin across his face hiding his excitement for all of the new surroundings around him. He is Commonly in his nations fleckturn combat uniform and uses the equipment of the ship.
Rank:Second Lieutenant
Nationality:Japanese
Organization:Homeworld Command
Skills:
Military Trained
Direct Action
Air Assualt
Unconventional Warfare
Reconnaissance
First Responder qualified
History: Masaru was born in Osaka prefecture of the Kansai region of mainland Japan to a middle class family in of English interpreters. During Masaru’s childhood he was taught both Japanese and English languages by his parents to better succeeded in his future. Days before his fifth birthday well they were in Kobe visiting his aunt the Great Hanshin earthquake struck Kobe in the early hours of the morning, Masaru was still in bed when his aunt’s apartment collapsed. He and his mother were lucky they were sleeping on the ground during the collapse killing his father and aunt, three long days they were trapped in the ruins of the apartment before they were rescued by Soldiers of the Japanese Ground Self Defense Force. Returning to Osaka after this unfortunate event and a grieving period the young soldier at the time that had rescued Him and his mother visited and this formed a lifelong bond and filled Masaru with the aspiration to become a soldier and help people in need like he was.

After Masaru’s Graduation from high school and ignoring his mother’s urging to not join the self-defense force and go to college he joined and began the first steps of his career, His first assignment was the 37th Infantry Regiment in Izuma, Osaka. Months of training begun in breaking each recruit down and building back and teaching them every skill needed they wound need on the battle field. After teaching them how to be soldiers and how to survive on the battlefield, they taught them in the ways to help their country in a disaster and enough medical skill to treat injured until a medic could arrive. During joint training operations between United States Marines and the 37th Infantry regiment he proved a valuable asset due to his bi lingual skill and leadership skill had earned him the rank of sergeant.

After two years of continuous training and joint operations with Japans allies Masaru applied and was accepted for the elite 1st Airborne brigade and after another intense training period pushing him past his limit he was awarded his Ranger qualification. Teaching these soldiers how to operate behind enemy lines and wage war with guerrilla tactics and how pass on valuable information to his allies to better turn the tides of battle in Japans favor. He spent many hours working hard and finally applied for a Second Lieutenant commission and earned his commission on his first try.

Masaru now nearing twenty four years old and with a stellar record was placed place with fifty other selected soldiers for a top secret mission in a series of trials and evaluations and selected with one other soldier for the mission due to both of them being bi lingual. These two were sent to SGC and briefed on the Operations and protocols. They were sent to Daedalus-class battlecruiser and sent Atlantis to bolster security and search and rescue away teams. With their arrival they were thrown into the fire with Queen Death’s fleet closing on Atlantis.Following the resolution of Queen Death’s fleet Masaru quickly worked to earn his place and gained a team after a daring rescue of a fellow team after a daylong intense fire fight aboard a crashed Ancient ship against rouge Genii faction seeking weapons. After Drawing away a portion of the rouge faction Masarus and the other Japanese soldier followed orders, They Lead the Genii into multiple troops they set up and slowly picked them apart in the day long guerrilla war in the ship.

Several months after the Genii mission Masarus’s Combat/ search and rescue team walked into a wraith trap when they answered a distress call from a allied tribe when they were ambushed by wraith well searching a small hamlet. During a long rolling battle and the loss of two of his men, he had finally run out of ammo for his P90s and down to a M9 Beretta. They turned away another S&R team to keep them from falling into the same trap, but the star gate activation lured the a large portion of the wraith back towards the star gate. Four wraith soldiers and a commander remained on the pursuit of Masaru and the last remaining member of his team Steve,Cronfield. They laid their own ambush of two claymores hidden in under brush and Masuru used him self as bait holding back and faking a limp slow lead the pursuers into the ambush. After dealing with their tail they began their escape into a heavily wooded area moving slowly and carefully during the night with the advantage of their night vision goggles,they gave any patrol of wraith a wide berths and finally circled back on to the star gate before dawn. They both sat in silence and waited watching the wraith guarding the gate finally a opportunity arose when only two soldier guarded the gate well others withdrew to the hive ship. Masaru and Steve launched the assault with a hail of gunfire and the last grenade. Steve was activating the star gate when he was incapacitated by a wraith stunner bolt from a approaching wraith, Masaru finished the sequence and activated the star gate well under fire and barely got himself and Steve through the gate before the wraith were on top of them.

[Ellri]

Character sheet: Eirin Omdahl / Caelia

Symbiote

Name: Caelia
Species: Tok’ra
Age: 2427
Specialization: Scientist, undercover as underlord
Personality:
Focused. When Caelia sets a goal, she can pursue it to the ends of the world. She can at times get deeply entrenched in roles she takes up,

Host

Name: Eir Omdahl
Species: Human, Tau’ri
Nationality: Norwegian
Age: 26

Appearance:

Eirin is average both in height (168.2 cm) and weight (62.3 kg), has chin-long dark brown (almost black) hair, her nose is small, her chin narrow and her skin a soft, pale color, without any freckles to speak of. Her eyes are blue-green in color and she has no prominent scars or birthmarks.

When it comes to clothing, Eirin’s preferred mode of dress is Tok’ra in origin, though there are some Tau’ri influences upon it. She dislikes the idea of dressing in any sort of uniform, preferring clothes she considers “comfortable”. This of course, means that she tends to have a bit more bare skin than most Tau’ri would. Not to any inappropriate level, but enough to stand out. While not true of all her clothes, some of them are also more form-fitting than what Tau’ri women in the SG programs would normally prefer.

The reason for these preferences are many and intermingled, but one of the core factors is that she now considers herself more Tok’ra and less Tau’ri and wants to make that distinction clear to other people. More than one Tau’ri have been unnerved by this.

At her waist, where Tok’ra traditionally carries a Zat, she has instead opted to carry a slightly modified Ori stun weapon. It has chiefly been modified to make it easier to grab and use. Where she acquired it is uncertain, but it must presumably have been during her years among the Tok’ra.

Title: Doctor (Biology)

Skills:

Scientist

Biology & Genetics (doctorate)
Xenobiology (in-depth study)
Various Tok’ra sciences (Inherited)
General sciences (Fair grasp)
Crystal engineering/mechanics (Inherited)

As a Tok’ra, she’s adept at both subterfuge, lies and acting.
In addition, there are innumerable other skills known to Caelia, but seeing how neither is using them, they are not listed.
Weapons/Combat training:
During her time with the SGC, she was trained with a handgun, but never really became proficient with one. However, after blending with a Tok’ra, she “inherited” her symbiote’s skill with certain weapons of non-Tau’ri design and has begun to practice martial arts. Caelia has considerable experience with it, but Eirin’s body is still not fully trained to use that experience.

Personality:

Eirin is in many ways similar to her symbiote, which is part of the reason they get along so well. She’s methodical, patient and shies few measures when it comes to science or the survival of their species. Following her graze with death, she’s intimately familiar with self-sacrifice. Blending with Caelia offered her the second chance she never thought she would get, let alone deserved. As such, she will do almost anything to save the Tok’ra as a species.

Symbiote History

Caelia was born as one of the last generation of Egeria’s spawn that weren’t utterly purged by the System Lords following the discovery of Egeria’s betrayal. From her first host and on, she’s consistently preferred female hosts, only taking male hosts when she had no choice, and then often changing host again at the first opportunity, simply because she meshes poorly with male hosts.

During the life of her first host, Caelia did not achieve much, being on the run and actively hunted by the Goa’uld. The Tok’ra of this era never stayed long in one place, following the orders of their elders, Egeria’s first generation of Tok’ra. Sometime during the lifetime of her second host, they changed their tactics, going from the plan of fleeing the system lords and establishing a safe domain to infiltration and destruction from within.

This tactic left much of the Tok’ra population scattered. Countless Tok’ra died before they learned how to adapt, how to successfully hide, but learn it they did. She had many hosts over the years, living both among the Tok’ra and undercover under the Goa’uld, minor ones and System Lords alike. Though she hated the Goa’uld for the way they dealt with their hosts, she nonetheless did everything she had to do to blend in among their ranks. As such, Caelia is not unfamiliar with murder nor with countless other bad habits of the Goa’uld. She may not have liked such acts personally, but outwardly she acted as though she did.

During the past two centuries or so, even more so after the Tau’ri emerged back onto the galactic scene, she has spent her time on science. Once Egeria was found, and sadly perished, she was one of the scientists who worked out the Tretonin from the information Egeria provided. Ever since, she has been working tirelessly at exploring all possible solutions to their negative population growth, sadly it has been without any noticeable success so far.

Host History

Eirin was born in the late winter of 1990, about an hour outside the capital of Norway. She had a fairly normal childhood, though it was clear early on to her parents that she had above-average intellect, though there were some areas she also struggled longer than her peers in. Neither of her parents were surprised at her above-average intellect, as it was something they both shared. Later on in her childhood, especially after she started attending school, it was clear she struggled more than many. The school system was not designed to handle children with above-average intellect. Had it not been for her parents, help, she would not have gone as far as she did, what she struggled with, they helped her get through, when something proved easy for her, they acquired further books on it, so that she could learn more.

All throughout her childhood, she had very few friends, both out of preference and due to her inability to hold on to many of them. The few good friends she had, she kept close, not relinquishing them even when their interests at times deviated wildly. Around the age of twelve, she was diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome, something which again her parents helped her use to her advantage, rather than viewing it as a flaw.

By the time she finished the mandatory 13 years of school (at 18 years of age), she had already completed most of the first-year and some of the second-year university-level classes in the field of biology. It came as no surprise to anyone that she continued her meteoric rise through the university system. Though a civilian and a foreigner, she had come to the attention of the Stargate program the year she finished her master’s degree two years before the norm. When time came for her to begin her doctorate, a challenge both her parents encouraged her to undertake, an unknown benefactor, later revealed to be Homeworld security, paid for her studies and then some. Where others, her parents included, thought she merely studied cellular biology, her studies were at least as much in the fields of xenobiology and non-earthly sciences.

After finishing her doctorate, she was well on her way to becoming a high-ranking scientist in the Stargate Program. Unfortunately, luck, or chance, would have it otherwise. Its uncertain exactly whether it happened on a vacation or during her work, but less than three months after formally being hired by a shell company used by the Stargate program, she got exposed to a particularly virulent form of multi-drug-resistant tuberculosis (MDR-TB). Even with the best medical care on the planet, they could only delay the inevitable.

Eirin was dying.

Shared History

That, of course, was not the end of the tale for Eirin. The IOA had not invested the money in her education to see it all go to waste because of a mere disease. For months following the initial discovery of the disease, they tried every drug at their disposal, even tried to make some new ones, but it was all in vain. No viable cure could found. If anything, some of their attempts only made things worse for Eirin. Cutting her time left to less than half of what was normal.

They were about to declare her lost when someone remembered the sub-clause in the treaty with the Tok’ra concerning volunteers for becoming hosts. That someone established contact with the Tok’ra, sending them a briefing on Eirin’s condition and MDR-TB, asking if a Tok’ra symbiote could heal such a condition. After receiving a positive answer, the individual in question raised the idea to her.

Sick as she was, it took a full day to brief her, even with her prior knowledge of alien biology and their allied species. The implications were so vast it took her several days to think them through. She could not deny that the idea of blending intrigued her, but at the same time, being incapable of having any secrets from someone for the rest of her life was more than a little unnerving. The scientist in her found the biological implications of it even more interesting. Having an alien enter her body and at times assume full control over it was something that scared her. Not having control over her life had been one of the greatest fears she’d had growing up. But the choice was clear enough from the start. Say yes and live, say no and die. No matter her fears, she would not let the disease assume control over when she would die.

The decision made, the next steps were up to the Tok’ra. First, one of their councillors came to Earth in order to speak with Eirin, to learn what sort of person she was. Everyone knew that if he did not like her, no blending would come to pass. She found him to be a nice old man, his symbiote exceedingly wise. They spoke of everything between heaven and earth, and he answered many of her questions about blending. After three days, he left once more, telling her only that he would talk about her with the Tok’ra whose hosts would not live much longer. If any of them liked his descriptions of her, she would get to meet them.

For a week, nothing happened, then word came that three tok’ra had arrived, eager to meet her. Sick as she was, meeting them was anything but easy. She got exhausted often, racked with pain, but she found one of them, unlike the other two, a scientist like herself, to be more than a little intriguing and most definitely worthy of respect. Their liking turned out to be mutual, so while this Tok’ra stayed, the others departed. For two weeks, they spoke at length, learning about each other.

Eirin found that it wasn’t easy to grasp the concept of a being that had been alive for over two thousand years. At barely above twenty-two years, she couldn’t conceive of events a century away, let alone two eons. But that was all covered in her equally long talks with Caelia’s host, who had gone through the exact same experience a couple of centuries earlier.

Afterwards, when it was clear to all involved parties that a blending would be acceptable, each notified her superiors, and Eirin was trussed up into a hazmat container, transported to the SGC and sent along with the Tok’ra to the Tok’ra homeworld. Things happened, she blended, Caelia slowly healed her body, then she spent the next few years becoming one of the Tok’ra in truth as well as fact. She occasionally had contact with her family and friends back home, but with them not having security clearance, there wasn’t much she could speak of with them. She dared not yet visit, as she was sure her family would notice how different she had become. As such, she spent most of her time among the Tok’ra, with whom she got along splendidly.

A few years passed and the need to save the Tok’ra as a species rapidly became more and more acute a problem. As scientists and geneticists, it was no surprise to anyone that both Eirin and Caelia wished to do anything to fix said problem. Contact with the Tau’ri was made and due to her latent connection to Earth and her value to the Tau’ri, a spot was negotiated forth on the soon-to-be-launched Nyx as chief science officer.

[Sep]

Hannah Evans

Race: Human (Earth)
Age: 25
Title: Miss
Nationality: English
Organization: International Oversight Advisory
Skills:
- BA in Ancient History
- Versed in the Asgard Language
- Versed in Asgard History
- Trained Aide/Diplomat
History: Hannah was born into a well off family down in London. Her family trained diplomats, her path was always clear. She would go on to represent queen and country in the future and it was all she wanted to do. Though from a young age she was always interested in the past. Though this didn't truly come out until she was in her later years at high school, A-Level History was a crash course but she was immediately hooked on the subject. She devoted as much time as possible too it, though part of her wished that instead of focusing on more recent history they focused on the truly fascinating stuff.

After all everyone knew about the First World War and the Second World War. Though the Greeks, Romans and Egyptians on the other hand... many knew about them but they were the true forgers of society and there was so much she could learn. She even felt that the current world could learn lessons from the past, great lessons that could change the world. Little did she know that after she left university her life would change. Her father, Martin Evans was one of the first members outside of the US governmental system to be told about the Stargate Program. Having been his aide, and signing a non-disclosure agreement she has wanted nothing more to join the program. There was so much going on... out there. Who wouldn't want to be a part of it? The secrecy was a little to be desired but she could understand why it was so important.

When the IOA was formed she became a junior member, not holding that much importance. From there she would occasionally sit in during a meeting between a member of the Asgard and the IOA finding them truly fascinating. She was literally heartbroken when she heard about their demise, but saw an opportunity. Whenever she could she learned from the Asgard knowledge core, which is why when the IOA were looking for someone to send aboard the Nyx to Ida, with her knowledge on the Asgard, eagerness to learn and diplomatic skills she was an easy choice. That being coupled with the fact that the IOA did not want to risk sending a senior member, when all the representative aboard the Nyx is supposed to do is write reports.

[Nallore]

Name: Elena Fowler

Race: Human (Tau’ri)

Age: 36

Appearance:

Title: Pilot, 1st Lieutenant

Nationality: American

Organization: Homeworld Command.

Skills:
Bachelor's Degree in Aeronautical Engineering.
Bachelor's Degree in Mathematics.
Bilingual, Knows Japanese, Spanish and Russian
Fighter Pilot

History: Elena was born into a rather small American family having only a younger brother she was raised in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, growing up Elena was always interested in airplanes as well as space. As Elena went into high school she was extremely smart and always got good grades though she was the best in math and science she also leaned Spanish which she picked up rather quickly, and eventually graduated in honors at age eighteen. She eventually chose to go to college for aeronautical engineering and mathematics, and chose to also pick up two more languages Russian and Japanese, enjoying both languages very well.

When Elena graduated college at the age of twenty-four she decided to join the United States Air Force, much to her family's dismay but they accepted it eventually. She went through the next few years of training and at the age of the age of thirty Elena was a Second Lieutenant and able to fly. Elena was then deployed to the Middle East where she saw some combat and became a very well known pilot where she caught the eye of the SGC.

Elena was assigned to the Prometheus when Anubis' fleet invaded Earth using the F-302 she joined in fending off the Goa'uld Death Gliders, managing to take down several of them Elena was shot down by one of the Death Gliders. Shortly after the battle Elena was injured and rescued a few hours later with several broken bones and several stitches. After spending several months recovering, and some rehab Elena was fit for duty again and was assigned to the Atlantis Expedition. Elena went through several off world missions and engagements with the Wraith, and eventually discovered having the ATA gene Elena eventually learned how to pilot a Puddle Jumper.

After spending sometime going on off world missions Elena, when the Asurans returned Elena was reassigned to the Apollo and participated in the Battle of Asuras in a F-302, when the battle was over she was reassigned back to Earth.

[Jb]

Name: Orvar

Race: Asgard (Vanir)

Gender: Asexual clone (male personality)

Age: Unknown (clone body approx 2,000 years old, the implanted consciousness is much, much, older.)

Organization: The Vanir 'Nation'

Appearance: What with being part of a splinter of the primary Asgard race, Orvar is extremely like them in almost every respect; in height he is the size of a full grown human child, although much more emaciated - even if more robust and overall healthier than his Asgard brothers - his long limbs and whipcord musculature moving visibly beneath his glistening grey skin. Staring out from his extended cranium are the two distinct bottomless black eyes, like pits of the void or obsidian, near unblinking above the two slits that act as nostrils for this alien species and the down turned, almost fish-like, mouth.

Of course, the Vanir are never far from their armoured exoskeletons; though they may not be required or needed at the time, these protective shells have become an almost insuperable part of Vanir society, and so it is rather uncommon for anyone to be looking directly into anything but the visor of this over-six-foot construct.

Orvar's own exo-suit has taken a beating over the centuries, and has sustained damage while in the Idea galaxy. As such it is prone to malfunctions and certain systems cutting out at bad times, which would not be so bad if he were not so far from his home but, as it stands, he is forced to make makeshift repairs when and where he can.

(Specs for the suit can be found here: stargate.wikia.com/wiki/Armored_exoske..)

Personality: Cold, stoic to the extreme, and even emotionless are how many view the Vanir, and therefore Orvar as well. To quite an extent this is true, for while this offshoot of the mother race can certainly be described as far more callous and toughened against emotions more often found in the Tau'ri and other humanoid races, Orvar himself breaks this mould to an extent.

He is inquisitive, loyal to those that can get through his barriers and cope with his sometimes unethical attitude to other species, and is, for a Vanir, considered far too 'open' with outsiders. This does not mean that he will willingly share all he knows, and as with all his species, unlike their extinct brethren, he guards secrets that others do not need to know with a ferocious will.

One major flaw is that, due to his higher brain function being simply over-advanced, he is no longer able to think in simple terms. This is surely a weakness when it comes to original thought, although the very fact that Orvar is considered to be the Vanir version of a maverick nonconformist helps him to overcome this problem to some extent.

Skills: There are many skills that Orvar possesses that others would find useful - from his rather exhaustive compendium of Asgard knowledge, to his innate brain functions above anything that a human could ever hope to achieve – he is known to enjoy a game of chess, the studying of other cultures, and willingness to embrace what others of his race would not.

History: The consciousness that is 'Orvar' came into being when it was transferred into the very first clone body of many that it would inhabit over the millennia, becoming aware of itself and all that was around it some twenty-thousand years after the first Asgard entered the Milky Way galaxy and began to spread out their feelers, intent on peace and mutual protection from the threats they knew were out there.

For some millennia he laboured away as part of the Asgard science division, studying the technology of the Ancients, and eventually partaking in the effort to halt the advance of the Goa'uld upon human inhabited worlds; during this time he and others began to experiment on the human populace and were branded as immoral and going against the teachings of the peaceful Asgard.

Some ten-thousand years ago his people, a fractured mass of Asgard who believed that studies on humans and other living beings would help to halt their races degeneration, branded by their pitiless judges as the Vanir, left the Ida galaxy and their original home-world of Othala to venture out into space and find a place where their selfless experimentation would be tolerated, if not accepted.

Upon arriving in the Pegasus galaxy they became onlookers to the war surging between the Lanteans and the Wraiths, believing that the former would win due to their clearly superior technology – it was a mistake, one inherent in the Asgard race, one that would see many Vanir killed, their intergalactic vessels annihilated, and without the means to produce further vessels they were forced to flee and hide where the Wraith could not find them.

Orvar was there throughout the entire war, concentrating more on his studies, but eventually having to step up and become a soldier in a war that was not his or that of the Vanir. He has never forgiven the Lanteans for leaving them to face the Wraith alone, nor let go of the burning hatred that he harbours for the Wraith.

Finding sanctuary upon a toxic planet, the atmosphere and very air acting as a shield against Wraith detection, for the smallest of time the Vanir were allowed to work in peace. This could not last.

Over the eons, the planet became more and more hostile, which required the Vanir to make use of powerful Armoured exoskeletons to protect them; eventually the planet became so toxic that they were forced off world and back into the galaxy, ten-thousand years having passed and ended with the defeat of the Lanteans and the ascendancy of the Wraith as the major power of the Pegasus galaxy. Due to their period of isolation, the Vanir had managed to stave off the chronic disease that ravaged their kind, but even they could not halt it entirely.

By the time the events involving the fabled Attero device occurred, two Vanir ships being destroyed as humans from Atlantis sought to rescue two of their own, and save millions more, Orvar was already preparing himself to act as an 'explorer' into other sections of the universe. The Vanir now knew that their kindred had become extinct, that their planets had been overrun or destroyed by the Replicator menace, and that within the Ida galaxy must remain the collective knowledge of the Asgard and all they had done since the sundering of the two factions to different sides of the stars.

Experienced, willing, and relatively stable in his genome, the Vanir known as Orvar was sent in a one-man vessel toward whatever remained of the Asgard home galaxy.

Once there, he was instructed to sift through everything he could find!

He would scour apparently deserted planets, gather any and all information he could or that had survived, and eventually return to the Pegasus galaxy and his people.

Survival was the single driving force of his race, and he had seen too much to let them go the same way as the Asgard – he went without hesitation, volitionally, and vowed one day to return.

He remains there still, intent and focused on his self-imposed quest, should others - others that may be of use in helping or advancing his findings - come his way, well, he would not refuse to co-operate with such honoured guests.

Addendum:

The events of the "Stargate Atlantis: The Third Path" novel, being set in 2010, have obviously taken place. Orvar, however, has no knowledge of this – being away in the Ida galaxy, rather than the Milky Way – and continues his research using a simple, one man, vessel designed solely for transport and research I.E. it is not armed, has no shields, but does contain on it a small lab.