Jason Beauvoir

Player Information
Name: Jared
Age: 36
E-mail: Will add in 7 days

Character Info
First Name: Jason
Middle Name: Anderson
Last Name: Beauvoir
Position You Are Applying For: Chief Operations Officer
Gender: Male
Species: 3/4 Human/ 1/3 Vulcan
Age: 33

Physical Appearance
Height: 5'11”
Weight: 175lb
Hair Color: Dark blond
Eye Color: Pale blue
Physical Description:
Slim, but physically fit. Would appear human if it weren't for his slightly pointed ears. Is attractive in a dark, brooding kind of way. On duty he is always clean shaven and his uniform is perfect.

Family
Spouse: None
Children: none
Father: Simon Yves Beauvoir ( English Literature Professor, Academie de Bretagne, Brittany, France, European Alliance, Earth)
Mother: T'Lisa May Anderson (Commanding Officer, U.S.S. Canterbury)
Brother(s): Jean-Pierre Beauvoir (younger brother) (Civilian Police Officer)
Sister(s): Yvette Marie Beauvoir (younger sister) Starfleet Engineer
Other Family: Bianca Beauvoir (Nee' Conti) (sister-in-law) (Civilian Lawyer)

Personality and traits
General Overview:
Has an acquiring mind, he soaks up facts like a sponge and always wants to know how things work. Can be quite analytical and is precise in his work. To strangers he appears emotionally cold and aloof, but with his friends he is jovial, fun with a strange sense of humour. To his lovers he is gentle and giving.
Will disregard the regs, if he believes the situation calls for it.

Strengths & Weaknesses:
Has a knack for learning languages, is loyal, analytical, resourceful and caring.
Has an extreme dislike of Klingons. Tends to get brash, cocky and pick fights with Klingons, when he's drunk.

Ambitions:
Jason's ambitions are small. They are to stay out of prison and make some new friends

Hobbies & Interests:
Cooking, reading, drinking, poker, women, learning a new language and crossword puzzles.

History
Personal History:
Jason Anderson Beauvoir was born in Brittany, France, the eldest child of Simon Yves Beauvoir, an English literature professor and T'Lisa May Anderson, a Starfleet officer. Jason showed a natural aptitude for languages and by his seventh birthday had already learnt French, Breton (the Celtic language of Brittany), Latin, and was teaching himself Klingon(ese)and Cardassian.

Jason's mother as lover of Greek Mythology named her eldest son for her favourite Greek hero.

At school Jason's best subjects, besides languages were Chemistry and Biology.

At one point while he was on the U.S.S. Athena a phaser bank overloaded during a training exercise. Jason helped out as a stretcher-bearer ferrying the injured to the sick bay. Feeling guilty that he couldn't do more to help, after the situation was resolved, he underwent medical training in triage and first aid.
Later while serving on the U.S.S. Montana, he got to use the medical skills he had previously learnt. He was a member of an Away Team that was exploring a dialect spaceship when a young engineer fell 15 metres though a deck plate made brittle with age. Although he had been ordered by the Security Chief not to, Beauvoir with the help of two others, braved the unstable decking with ropes and pulleys. Jason allowed himself to be lowered down to the unfortunate engineer, he checked him for broken bones and internal injuries. Finding that he had only minor injuries, he treated what he could and had him hauled up while he waited below.

When he returned to the Montana he received both a commendation for bravery and a demotion for disobeying the orders of a superior officer. Taking the responsibility for disobeying the orders himself, meant that the other officers involved received no punishment.

Although he still believed he had done the right thing in the circumstances, he took the demotion with good grace, knowing that it was necessary to maintain discipline and the chain of command.
The stiff punishment he received for what was basically insubordination was due to the Montana 's CO, one Captain Graham Cresswell and his immense dislike of Beauvoir, based on the wild assumption that Jason thought himself intellectually and morally superior. The punishment was intended to put someone, who he saw as a young upstart in his place.

The next day the Montana stopped at a trading post. Jason got very drunk and started a fight with two Klingons. Beside the Klingons, a Starfleet Security Officer was also hospitalised. The next morning he surrendered to Security Department and was locked in the Brig. He was charged with assault causing grievous bodily harm and attempted murder. He was found guilty by court martial and imprisoned. He was released for good behaviour and after undergoing counseling.
Assigned to the USS Indefatigable.

Service Record:
2371 Entered Starfleet Academy focusing on Operations and Linguistics
2375 Graduated Starfleet Academy
2375 - 2378 U.S.S. Athena (Nebula Class) (as a junior Operations officer) (Ensign)
*2377 - After helping out as a stretcher-bearer during a medical emergency. Afterwards he took a course in (medical) triage and first aid.
2378 - 2384 U.S.S. Montana (Nova Class) (as Linguistics officer)
2380 - Promoted to Lieutenant Junior Grade
2382 - Translated a Hebitian (Ancient Cardassian) text
2383 - Promoted to Full Lieutenant
*2384 - Saved the life of a crewman when he was injured during an away mission to a derelict spaceship and was awarded a commendation for bravery.
*2384 - As punishment for wilfully disobeying direct order during the incident above, Jason Beauvoir was demoted from the rank of Full Lieutenant to that of Lieutenant Junior Grade.
*2384 - Was charged with assault causing GBH.
2384 - 2387 - He was tried found guilty and imprisoned.
2387 Assigned to USS Indefatigable as Chief Operations Officer (Lt. jg)

Sample Post:
Jason almost smiled as he drove the Klingon’s own d’k tahg into his gut. It would be a lesson to him. Perhaps the man would choose his opponents a little more carefully in the future, but Jason doubted it. As a species Klingons could be very pigheaded.

The Starfleet officer felt little guilt for what he’d done. The Klingons had started it after all. They’d thought him an easy target. They’d been wrong.

The first one had approached him with d’k tahg drawn, after Jason had unfavourably compared his mother’s face to the hind quarters of a targ. The lieutenant had responded by throwing his drink in the man’s face and then beating him into bloodied mess with a chair.

The Klingon’s companion screamed an obscenity and charged at Jason. By this time Security had arrived and when one of the officers tried to arrest Jason, the Klingon ‘ran him through’ in order to get to the man who had bested his friend.

Jason was scared, he’d be mad not to be, there was an angry, vengeful Klingon on his tail. But it was a rush too. He could feel the chemicals coursing through his blood stream and his heart rate increase as he attempted evaded his pursuer.

The Klingon for his part was storming through the bar, leaving upturned tables and broken chairs in his wake. There was blood lust evident in his eyes. He wanted to tear the dishonourable petaq to pieces and then feast on his pale heart.

Knowing he couldn't outrun his pursuer forever, Jason stopped, picked up a chair and turning he threw it at the Klingon.

The chair hit the Klingon ‘dead on’, but he shook off the pain. Now it was his turn.
He roared, picked up a table and threw it.

Jason dived out of the way and it impacted where he’d been standing only seconds before.

Looking up he saw the Klingon standing over him. Blade raised high to bring down on the helpless officer. “Die, you pathetic worm.” Jason heard him say and knew it was the end.

Then the sound of Starfleet phasers and the Klingon hit the deck like a felled tree.
Taking the advantage of the situation, he took the Klingon’s honour blade and plunged it into his gut. He then got to his feet, grabbed a bottle from behind the bar and left the room.