Name: Morgan
Profession: Pilot
Age: 22

Appearance:



Personality:

I cling on to the ghosts of the past. I wrap myself so deeply into the illusion I have weaved around myself that it has become who I really am. This is me....perhaps it has always been me.

Morgan is the quintessential joker and flirt. Brash and cocky, when he is not on duty he can be seen losing himself behind the latest cocktail or alcoholic drink. Either that or bedding someone else on the station or planet that he takes his leave on. Irreverent, arrogant and seemingly devoid of scruples and generally just not giving a damn, Morgan is the ultimate source of frustration to his superiors and his poor, long suffering partner. If he wasn’t so damn good at what he did, he would have been excised long ago from the space corps.

This is who he is.......perhaps.

The truth is something different. A man besieged with his own insecurities, believing himself to be nothing more than a failure, Morgan carries with him the ghosts of a past that he cannot truly rid himself off. He believes himself to be in over his head — and that it is nothing more than a matter of time before the truth is realised and he is exposed for the fraud that he truly is.

Morgan is haunted by the sight of a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes...looking up to him as her life slowly faded away from her. Holding her hand because for that moment, for that one moment in his life, he was powerless to do anything.....powerless to save the girl that he loved with all of his heart and soul.

It is something that is eating away at him slowly from the inside.

Morgan is afraid. Of friendship. Of companionship. Of commitment. He is frightened to love again, or to believe in anything, because if he does.....if he loses someone he cares for deeply again.....it will kill him.

It was.....is far easier to drink his troubles away. Carve another notch on that bedpost.

It allowed him to forget.

Background:

Her name was Vanna. She was the best of us, of all of us. She was better than I deserved. Now, and certainly then. Sometimes I still see her. In my sleep, in my dreams. It is the only way we can ever see each other again.

Born the son of a long line of pilots in the space corps, from an early age, it was believed that Morgan would follow in the footsteps of his parents, and indeed he did.

Just not in the way he believed that he would.

Morgan passed every single examination set in front of him by the space corps with ease. He was always the brightest and the best of his class. He was future commander material. When he met his beloved Vanna at the space corps facility and became engaged to her, it seemed his future was bright and there was no mountain that was too high for him to reach.

When it all came crashing down, it came crashing down hard. It happened the night before their wedding.

At one of the finest restaurants on the space station Eclipse, where they had met, and where they had due to be wed, Morgan stood. Taking his bride onto the dance floor, hand in hand, arm in arm, they began to dance to the sound of violins. When the loud bang came, they were all already too late. Vanna slumped forwards, into Morgan’s arms.

As he lay her down gently, cradling her, crying for help....as the blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, she looked up to him. She reached up with trembling hand, touched the side of his cheek......

”Carry on.....always....for me. I love you.”

They were the last words she ever spoke.

Vanna was given a funeral befitting her, as her coffin was sent out into space, as she would have wanted....

Two years on, Morgan honoured her final wish. Carrying on with his line of duty, he was nevertheless scarred by what had happened. A pale shadow of the man he used to be, where he acts on the surface like a cocky and arrogant braggadocio, the truth is simply that he is a person who is beset by his own insecurities and demons that he cannot truly excise.

He believes himself to be trapped in a situation that is slowly spiralling out of control....

Name: Beatrice
Profession: Science Officer
Appearance:

Personality: Strict, cold, stern, perfectionist. But beneath that layer, she is insecure as well, and she is scared of failure. She does have a little bit of anxiety, depression, and low self-esteem. But despite all of that, she does care enough to make sure that no one gets hurt or dies on her watch. She will watch over someone and, sometimes, scold them if she thinks someone is being careless. Of course, this tends to translate into an abrasive personality and cause people to distance themselves from her.

Background:

"Do better! More every day! Don't be lazy!"

Born as the daughter to the most esteemed physicist, her father, and botanist, her mother, she grew in a competitive setting. She was the youngest child with two older siblings. Her family seemed to value academic pursuits, and while Beatrice did her best in school, she often found herself dreaming and wondering what else could be out there. This didn't set well with her father. Whenever he found her not studying or bettering herself in any way, he often gave her those three lines and repeated them over and over.

Beatrice did set out to do as her father had stated, however...it turned out that her older siblings were much more successful than she is. Her older brother and sister graduated from the most acclaimed and well renowned universities, while the university she entered was good, but not as renowned. Her sister created the cure for cancer, and her brother was able to prove an important theory (such as String Theory) and provide enough evidence to make the theory valid. Beatrice? She got a degree in Exploratory sciences, and have yet to do anything groundbreaking, as her father loves to point out every chance they meet with each other.

Due to the fact that she was pressured to focus more on her studies and extracurricular activities that her father approved, that meant she had little to no time for any socializing or...living for that matter. She has little to no social skills and she more often than not, inadvertently pushes people away from her. So she has no friends, and practically no experience with romance.

So why did she decide to take on her current occupation? Well, she still held onto her dreams of finding what lied beyond the known parts of the universe, and she hoped that one of her discoveries will be 'groundbreaking' enough for her family and for herself. The thought of death out there has come to her mind, but quite frankly, she'd be okay with dying out there. Or at least, that's what she tells herself.

She has asked to work alone, but the request was denied, and she was paired with a pilot considering she has no skills in piloting space craft.