Lieutenant Marisa Cheshire
Name Marisa "Alice" Cheshire
Position Group Commander
Rank Lieutenant
Stats
- 38 Mission Posts
Last Post
Thu May 3, 2018 @ 11:15pm
Character Information
| Gender | Female | |
| Species | Terran | |
| Age | 31 | |
| Sexual Orientation | Bisexual |
Physical Appearance
| Height | 6' | |
| Weight | 145lb | |
| Hair Color | Blonde | |
| Eye Color | Blue | |
| Physical Description | Marisa is a woman who takes pride in her appearance, always appearing in a clean, crisp uniform when her schedule allows it. She rarely shirks on protocol while on duty, and always has a salute waiting in the winds. There is always something jovial about the way she does it though, she moves with a kind of effortless elegance even when she clacks her heals together and comes to attention. There is always a sparkle in her eye that remains in the face of all but the most dreaded tasks Star Fleet personnel must endure. Her body is lithe and toned thanks to a strict training regiment, though she’s a little slack when it comes to her diet. She has hair that reaches half way down her back that she normally keeps up aside from when she sleeps. Off duty she likes to experiment with contemporary fashion but keeps it rather simple until on leave. When she speaks its with a casual confidence that is punctuated by an Australian accent. |
Family
| Father | Hon. William Cheshire | |
| Mother | Irina Solzhenitsyna Cheshire |
Personality & Traits
| General Overview | On the surface Marisa can seem like the cocky pilot stereotype, and some of that is genuine. She gets pretty competitive with her squad mates and other squads, likes to joke around and participates in interdepartmental banter. There is an effort to make sure it’s known she’s just messing around, but the whole act has been taken the wrong way more than once. She’s prim and proper too, and can often come across as unapproachable. The majority of it comes from spending a decade in the pilot community culture though, like with most pilots, and this impression tends to clear up pretty fast. She makes a concerted effort to be humble, even though it’s practically impossible for her most of the time. In her heart of hearts is a kind person who believes in the mission of Star Fleet and only has a couple of minor gripes with the Federation as a whole. She’s not a lazy worker by any stretch of the imagination but does everything with an effortless grace and a laid back attitude that can sometimes make it seem that way, and while considerate when she's sharing living space with others she can be a little slack when it comes to keeping her quarters clean. She’s got no problem letting people know when they fail to live up to their duties, the ones she considers important, no matter if they are a subordinate or a superior. Her standards are not so high as to cause an issue with the majority of Star Fleet personnel, but her stubborn adherence to her moral values have caused her to hamper her own career more than once. Because she's found herself in precarious positions more than once she can be a little slow to trust but she's got the back those that prove to be good and honorable people. Marisa is not one to commit to action without consideration. She’s a shewed tactician and doesn’t like to commit to a battle plan without something in the way of design specifications on the enemies of the Federation. Failing that she’ll take the time to poke and prod her targets to get an idea of their capabilities. |
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| Languages | English, Russian, Klingon | |
| Strengths & Weaknesses | Strengths +Conviction +Positive Attitude +Leadership +Assertive +Cautious Weaknesses -First impressions can be misleading -Has a mouth that can land her in trouble -Not the best at hand to hand -Can't hold a tune to save her life, but that doesn't stop her -Cat puns |
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| Ambitions | Marisa has always wanted to single-handedly bag a ship with a displacement as big or bigger than an Akira. She takes great pride in her flying capabilities and is always looking at ways to improve her skills. She also never wants to set foot in the training hangar at the academy ever again. | |
| Hobbies & Interests | Interests Aviation Engineering Fashion Adventure Sports Cosmic Horror Literature Gambling |
| Personal History | Marisa was born in 2361 to a Star Fleet fighter pilot by the name of Irina Solzhenitsyna, who was stationed at a small frontier outpost along what was to become the Federation/Ferengi Alliance boarder. Her father, William Cheshire, was a Federation diplomat that gained a small bit of renown as trade opened up between the two powers. That wasn’t for a few years though, up until official first contact with the Ferengi it was only a small boring hub which Star Fleet expeditions along with the allied fleets made occasional use of. There was only about 5,000 permanent residents and Marisa was only one of a few children. She grew up watching her mother’s small civil defense squadron go on sortie and the mechanics repair the ships. Though she spent more time with her father, the fighters became something of a mythical fascination and she started pestering her mother to allow her to sit in the co-pilots seat the second she could string sentences together. After relations had stabilised she was allowed to sit in for a few patrols, and it was at that point Marisa was lost to the skies. After 2364 the outpost began to expand. First the defense capabilities were expanded, but slowly it turned into a bustling trade port. At the age of 11 she was known as the bane of the early Ferengi traders that would try and take advantage of the new market. They quickly began recognising her as an obstacle and began bribing her with a few strips of latinum each month to keep her mouth shut. For a couple years she basically ran an extortion racket against them, despite being too young to understand the concept. She even went as far as making a point to hamper their business as much as possible when they failed to pay up. Of course, the second she was discovered she was in about as much trouble as a juvenile could be in, and almost cost her father his position. After first contact with the Dominion her mother was transferred to a carrier group as tensions rose, and when the war kicked off William retired from service at the request of Irina and returned to his home in Western Australia, Earth, far away from the fighting. There he was offered a job from a political organization and eventually acquired the United Earth Government’s chair for the Pilbara Electorate. Despite the higher temperature Marisa found her new home much like her old one before first contact with the Ferengi, which set the stage for her to straighten up in preparation for her Academy application. To occupy her time she began reading much more, developing a love affair with Cosmic horror. The idea of discovering the unknown became just as much of a draw as piloting. Marisa’s grades were pretty average through out her studies with the exception engineering and her piloting. She already had a lot of hands on experience with the mechanics at the outpost and her studies only built upon that base, but where she truly excelled was her piloting. During her first training sortie she was given the call sign “Alice”, and it’s stuck throughout her career. Towards the end of her studies she made the short list as the pilot for a special response squad. Being reminded of the Red Squad scandal, she told the commander recruiting for the position as much during her audition, followed by her declining the offer. It had a rather poor effect on her career, and in-spite of her phenomenal piloting grades upon graduation, at age 21 she was assigned as an Academy flight instructor, known as a FAIP (First Assignment Instructor Pilot), flying the same training ships with nuggets for another 4 years. At the age of 25 she was reassigned to an Air Demonstration Squadron out of Nellis in Nevada, in which she flew tight formations to entertain spectators as Thunderbird Two. Though the closer formations were challenging, the fact that it was certainly a step up from FAIP and the way she gained an almost rockstar status, she quickly fell into a rut. After 2 years in the Thunderbirds at the age of 27 she managed to score a transfer to a Star Base patrol wing along the Klingon boarder as a flight lead. Her squadron, the Blazing Angels, had the job of defending shipping lanes from pirates. Now, with the leash off she was finally able to cut loose and show off what she could do. Despite the agonisingly procedural postings she had previously, they did hone her basic flying capabilities to a razor point. She became known by some of the regulars to traverse her sector of space as “Dun boQqa'pu'” or “Majestic Angel” on account of how smooth her combat maneuvers were as she defended their freighters, along with the name of her squadron. After a year she was promoted to squadron leader as she became a little bit of a local celebrity among the freighter captains; it was good luck to see the Angel on patrol. In 2392 her assignment on the Klingon boarder was up and a squadron of ships was due an overhaul at the Martian Ship yards. Whilst ferrying them back she came to the assistance of the USS Triumphant during a rescue mission in the Orion sector and was offered the CAG position by the captain. |
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| Service Record | 2378 - Star Fleet Academy application approved - Assigned to San Francisco Academy 2381 - [Redacted, Contact SFIntel Central for additional information] 2382 - Graduated Academy. Assigned to San Francisco Academy, Instructor Pilot. Promoted to Ensign. 2386 - Assigned to Nellis Air Base, 57th Wing, Thunderbird Air Demonstration Squadron. 2388 - Assigned to Deep Space K7, 108th Wing, 32nd Fighter-Interceptor Squadron Blazing Angels, Flight Lead. Promoted to Lieutenant (JG). 2389 - Assigned to Deep Space K7, 108th Wing, 32nd Fighter-Interceptor Squadron Blazing Angels, Squadron Leader. Promoted to Lieutenant. 2392 - Assigned to USS Triumphant, Carrier Group CVW-24, Commander Air Group. |