Ensign Andrea Astor
Name Andrea Jane Astor
Position Operations Officer
Rank Ensign
Character Information
Sex | Female | |
Sexual Orientation | heterosexual | |
Age | 21 | |
Species | Human |
Physical Appearance
Height | 5ft6 | |
Weight | 115lbs | |
Hair Color | Brown | |
Eye Color | Brown | |
Physical Description | Average height with a slim build, has a few scars on her body but these are easily hidden under a uniform. Many underestimate her strength which has been built up over the years fighting with stubborn machines and equipment. Her long hair is normally kept braided or tied back in some fashion when on duty. |
Family
Spouse | None | |
Children | None | |
Father | Admiral James Astor | |
Mother | Elena Menendez | |
Brother(s) | Lieutenants Robert and David Astor (step brothers) | |
Sister(s) | none | |
Other Family | none |
Personality & Traits
General Overview | Without a question Andrea (or AJ as her few friends call her) is more comfortable around computers and machines than people and earned several reprimands during her time at the Academy. Nevertheless, she is a talented engineer with a natural gift for fixing things and computer systems. Without fail, she always gives her all and is not afraid to get dirty crawling throw the bowels of a ship (or relay station) to get the job done. What undoubtedly fails her, however, is her social skills. She will attend social gatherings only if ordered and does not actively seek out or initiate friendships with others. While never intentionally rude, she can be direct, to the point of coming across as rude at times. And it is never a good idea to sneak up on her without announcing your presence. Andrea values her privacy, and while she will occasionally discuss an few details of her life here and there, such moments are rare. Others see it as a lonely existence she feels safer that way. She will often say her focus is on the future as she cannot change the past - if she says anything at all that is. |
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Strengths & Weaknesses | A talented engineer and computer specialist Strong work ethic Cool head in a crisis Weaknesses: Secretive Doesn't blend in well with the crew Speaks her mind regardless of rank when the need arises Has had a less than ideal upbringing, the consequences of which may come back to haunt her Can be ill tempered Eats way too much junk food to be healthy for any humanoid Hates people invading her 'personal space' or giving unwanted affection including hugs. |
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Ambitions | Build her own ship and just travel, never look back. | |
Hobbies & Interests | Salvage - she loves going through boxes of old parts to see what she can either repair or repurpose. Professional Gaming - with an elite system set up in a corner of the station, her off duty time is sometimes devoted to battle with other gamers. It is her favourite way to unwind if she has had a stressful day. She loves popular music, blaring it loudly when she works but despises opera and classical. |
Personal History | Born Andrea Jane Menendez, AJ had a very nomadic lifestyle as a child. The daughter of a woman who was often in the sights of Starfleet Intelligence as well as other far less respectable organisations, remaining in one place for more than a few days at a time was a rare privilege rather than the norm. Her birth was neither planned nor especially welcomed, although her mother saw the potential in having an admiral's illegitimate child available as a bargaining chip should the need arise. To say it was an unorthodox childhood would be an understatement. With no formal education, everything she learned was from a computer terminal or from some of the rather questionable associates who came and went as part of the crew. She was largely left to her own devices, although by the age of four she was able to pick locks and steal access cards and set up a den in her favourite place on the entire ship. Engineering. The domain of an ill-tempered man by the name of Grey who spent every waking hour cursing this and hitting that, AJ had always stayed hidden but always watching him. And one day, she had sneaked out of the repair hatch, dropped down into her little den and found a present waiting for her. A tiny tool kit, with her name inscribed on it. From that day on, they were inseparable. He taught her everything he knew, made sure she ate, slept and changed clothes and at night would tell her stories of his life before he ended up in the backwater colonies of the Federation and in her mother's debt. By the time she was fourteen she was a self proclaimed engineer, hacker, tinkerer and thief. And then she died. An explosion, fighting... her memory of the whole event was fragmented at best. But she woke up in a few brief moments of consciousness she remembered Grey bundling her into an escape pod. Heard him talking to her, saw a bright room with unfamiliar faces and noises. And she remembered hearing him say he had to go now and then she fell into unconsciousness. The life she had was gone and she awoke to an entirely new one. And a man in a Starfleet uniform who had her eyes and introduced himself as her father. What followed was a whirlwind of new places, new faces and recovery. Yet despite some run ins with security, her aptitude tests scored exceptionally high and once her father grasped her love of engineering, he introduced her to some of the finest engineers in the fleet. While she eventually settled, she longed to be back out in space and made a decision to join Starfleet. |
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Service Record | Graduated from Starfleet Academy, assigned to Bellwether. |