Jalen Kartos -10/29/23

[Kinley Garrison]

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[Jalen Kartos]

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Character Name: Jalen Kartos
Character Age: 822 years (By earth reckoning)
Character DOB: Circa May 3rd 1579 (Stardate: -743665.4)
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Character Species: El-Aurian
Gender: Male
Character Family: Husband: Horvath Kartos (Deceased Circa 2260, at the hands of the Borg after failed negotiations), Husband: Vedek Kartos Lorian (Second Husband, Bajoran) Adopted Son: Kartos Leran (Born Circa 2390, 11 years old, Bajoran)
Character Bio: Jalen was born circa 1579 by earth reckoning, on El-Auria. He was a medical prodigy and quickly excelled at anything medical related he could get his hands on. By the age of 50, relatively young for an El-Aurian, he was already a tenured Dean of Pediatric medicine with dual specialties of Child/Adolescent Psychiatry and Developmental/Behavioral Pediatrics. He served in this capacity for another 50 years before he would take up an interest in Trauma and Emergency medicine, and would return the El-Aurian medical academy to pick up another double specialty in Pediatric Emergency Medicine and Pediatric Surgery. It was at during this second round at the El-Aurian medical center that he would meet his Husband, who was studying at the same university, but with a focus on Diplomacy and Politics. They would be married shortly after their mutual graduations, though Jalen would stay on at a prestigious El-Aurian Pediatric Hospital as the Dean of Medicine, and his husband Horvath would be sent out as a dedicated first contact specialist with the El-Aurian Space Navy. Over the next few centuries Jalen would distinguish himself as the leading Pediatrician on El-Auria.

Jalen and Horvath lived a happy life surrounded by friends and family, whenever Horvath was home from his duties. With little excitement in their life beyond the purchasing of antiques or vacations to the most interesting worlds within the El-Aurian sphere of influence. Jalen even joined Horvath once when he was working on a particularly difficult Diplomatic mission involving a world whose childhood mortality rate was quite high, Jalen's prestigious medical talents helped rectify that situation, and in turn engendered the race to the El-Aurian people. Allowing Horvath to finish his negotiations, which resulted in bring the planet into the El-Aurian sphere of influence as a protectorate. Things went very well for the young (by El-Aurian Standards at least) couple. That was until the fateful day when Horvath's team was chosen to negotiate with a new hostile in the quadrant, known simply as the Borg. No one knew how fateful this would be for the race"¦

For awhile it seemed that things were going well for the two polities, but then out of nowhere the Borg took a much more aggressive stance and actually injected the El-Aurian negotiations team with nanites with the intent of assimilating them. Whether for good or bad, fate had decreed that the assimilation of El-Aurians would not be so easy, and the process which usually would take a few hours, was drawn out over months of time. The Negotiation Team was brought back to El-Auria and Jalen was devastated by what he found when he arrived at the hospital. He then lead a team of researchers and medical professionals in their exploration of the Nanite problem. While they would be unable to save the Negotiations Team, they were tasked with come up with a means that would've prevented assimilation entirely, alas that was not meant to be. For despite all their advanced technology, and a vested interest in finding an answer, they couldn't solve that problem. In response to the El-Aurian innate resistance to assimilation, the Borg responded with a Pogrom of systemic destruction of the El-Aurian race. For almost a century the two sides fought an unending war of attrition, that was until the fateful day when a fleet of Borg tactical cubes appeared in the sky above the El-Aurian Homeworld, to the last minute the noble defenders held their own allowing as many of their kin to escape the devastation as possible. Jalen was in one of the last military vessels to leave his Homeworld, having had to be dragged out of his laboratory by El-Aurian marines, for he wouldn't give up trying to find someway to prevail"¦ at least that is what he told everyone. When in fact in his heart of hearts, he just wanted to die in the same place that his only love perished by his own hand when the Nanites had gotten too far in the assimilation process for him to save Horvath. He had thought that the loss of Horvath was the worst thing that could ever happen to him, that was until on that cruiser, despondently looking out the view port, he saw his world exploded from the overwhelming bombardment of the Borg fleet. In that moment he lost all hope at ever truly living again.

For a time, what would account for lifetimes for some species, Jalen roamed the galaxy moving from one hedonistic pleasure to the next, all in an attempt to somehow blot out his overwhelming sense of guilt and loss. But no matter how much he poured into himself, the whole that was left was bottom less and greedily absorbed all he could give it. There was hardly a bar, tavern, or house of pleasure, in the Alpha and Beta Quadrants, that he hadn't frequented (and even less he hadn't been thrown out of). But through all this he was still El-Aurian and he had made friends, which for him was providential. For when Jalen was at his lowest point, a bottle of Aldebran whiskey in one hand, an El-Aurian phaser pistol set to kill in the other, the song that Horvath and he had chosen for their wedding blaring from the speakers in his rented hotel room, and his own resolve finally poised to follow through with that most final of solutions, that one of those many friends sent him a comm message. It was one of the Federation Medical personnel assigned to aide the children left on Miri's World after the devastation of the Life-Prolongation Virus that devastated the adult population. In this opportunity Jalen saw a chance at perhaps redeeming himself. So he sobered up and made his way to Miri's World to meet with the Mirians, or Onlies as the nearly immortal children began referring to themselves. For decades Jalen worked with, and eventually led the team, of Federation relief workers who aided the Onlies with their integration into the Federation. After the integration was complete and the Onlies had formally joined the federation, Jalen stayed on as their Chief of Medicine for a time, training up one of the Onlies to replace him. Then he got another call from a friend, this time to go and aide with the relief of another stricken world, Bajor. This time the world was in shambles after decades of exploitive occupation by a foreign power and the near eradication of its culture. Jalen would again heed the call to work with this stricken people and made his way to Bajor.

It was among these nearly broken people that he truly found peace, for the first time since he witnessed the death of his homeworld. This was also the place where Jalen learned to love again. For shortly after his arrival, he met a rather striking and insightful Bajoran man who was his liaison to the new Provisional Government. In many ways he reminded Jalen of Horvath, they both had the same lust for life, and the unshakable understanding that all people are inherently good. Jalen was also struck by how the man, raised in a world of horrors, didn't hate those who had inflicted those horrors on his people. No indeed the young man felt a kind of sympathy for them. Knowing in his heart that most of them were just doing what they had to do to survive, for the Cardassian Government would've been just as quick to kill their own as they were to kill the Bajorans. Jalen during his time on Bajor took to the culture and the people to the extent that he even applied for and won Bajoran Citizenship, and even converted to the Bajoran Faith.

Jalen would remain on Bajor for a long time, having seen it become independent and then to be "œallied" with the Dominion, and how it was liberated again, and finally how it was brought into the Federation. And now for the first time, as a full-fledged Federation Citizen Jalen was faced with a daunting choice, to serve with another Space Force, or not. In the end he submitted his application to Starfleet Medical and was whole heartedly approved for acceptance. Though they regrated to inform him that given the state of the fleet at the moment, the Starfleet Bureau of Personnel would not be able to offer him a commission or position commensurate with his lifetimes of experience. Which Jalen was more then happy to abide by, as long as he could bring his Husband and Son with him, which was something Starfleet is used to accommodating.

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Previous Role-Playing Experience: 20+ Years of forum/simm based gaming in various Fantasy and Sci-Fi genres, the longest being nearly 20 years in a single Dune Political type Simm.
Department Preference: Medical
Secondary Department Preference: If I have to list a secondary then Science.
Commissioned, Enlisted or Civilian: Commissioned

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Jalen was walking across the quad of the Starfleet Medical Academy Campus on Earth. He had just finished the graduation ceremony with the other Medical Graduates, and unsurprisingly he was the oldest one there, and one of only a handful of students who had persued a civilian medical career before joining Starfleet. As such he had an accelerated training cruise, but even so he had graduated 1st in his class. The speeches were done and now was the waiting between the ceremonies and the celebration, a celebration he was bound and determined not to attend, for such parties are for the young. Besides he had a far better offer, and one he wasn't going to miss. He straightened his dress uniform as he walked through the manicured and well-maintained gardens. Jalen rounded a path that was particularly shaded with trees, when he was suddenly attacked by a squealing ball of laughter. Jalen caught the boy-torpedo in his arms and tossed him up into the air, with seeming carelessness, and then caught the boy as gravity caught him and brought him back down to earth, and began to tickle the squealing boy.

"œDa, stop, da"¦ I'm sorry"¦" The boy got out through fits of laughter. Jalen continued for a moment or two longer and then had pity on the boy and stopped his assault. The boy remained on the ground panting for breath. Jalen stood and turned around to see a tall, athletic, and strikingly handsome Bajoran man dressed in the green and grey of a Vedek. Jalen went to him and embraced him and planted a chaste but passionate kiss on the man's lips. After the broke the Vedek spoke.

"œMmm"¦ those are still the best lips I have ever kissed, I guess it's due to all your experience." Jalen blushed slightly at the compliment.

"œCome now Lorain, it can't be that good. For you are one of only two people who have ever said that." Jalen looked deeply into Lorian's eyes and the two shared a world of internal dialogue, the depths of which words could never adequately do justice. They were interrupted by the boy pulling on their clothing.

"œCome on Da and Father, it's time to go, we don't want to be late." The two men looked down at the boy and laughed at his cuteness. Despite the fact that they were traverseing half the continent to get to dinner, it would take them but mere moments on earth. The boy wasn't yet used to all the marvels of modern Federation Technologies.

"œYes of course, Learn, we wouldn't want to be late for our reservation at Sisko's. They have the best food on the planet." The Vedek said as he took one of the boy's hands and Jalen the other, the tree then made their way to one of the conveniently located transporter pads. As they stepped on to the platform, the light of Sol glinted of their matching sets of Bajoran earrings, each set with a single vibrant purple jewel"¦

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How did you find Shadow Fleet? Through the RPG-Directory (RPG Directory -> Shadow Fleet - A Fun Star Trek Rpg (rpg-directory.com))

[Rayek trLhoell]

An excellent application, with only the one concern (which I have brought up privately over discord).

Since you would be willing to make alteration if needed, I will see who is available to start you on your ATC.  (I thought I could start it tonight but just noticed the time and I'm not likely back on until tomorrow evening)

[Rayek trLhoell]

Your ATC is posted.  https://www.shadowfleet.org/forum/medical-class/medical-atc-level-1-jalen-kartos/msg266965/#new