Jan
was at
Permavore_Risk, but is now host to a clutch of alien eggs!
Having come upon the derelict hulk of the USS
Tregalia, Captain Maysis launched into her standard procedure; sweep for survivors, then loot everything valuable. What she didn't realize was that the containment on one of her transfered cargo containers was breached, allowing a dangerous lifeform onto her ship, the
Satella Rainbow.
After the hard work, Jan stripped out of her clothes to luxuriate in a zero-g bath, a private pleasure of hers. It was then that the
tentacles attacked from behind, latching onto her back and grabbing at her limbs. There was a brief but furious struggle for survival. Jan was overcome and implanted with over a dozen of the creature's eggs, before being stuck to the wall of her bathroom via a hardening resin.
Now, the
Satella Rainbow is floating, derelict lost in space, as Jan is violated, force fed, and reduced to a crying husk of what was once a person. The old saying has proven to be sadly true; in space, no one really can hear you scream.
Jan Maysis graduated from the Commonwealth Star Fleet Academy at the top of her class. She is an expert in computer systems, electronics, communications, navigation, sub-atomic physics, and absolutely hates doing work.
So she quit the fleet.
Well, okay, you don't 'quit' the fleet so much as 'go AWOL'. But serving in the military was just so constraining. People tell you what to do, where to go, what to think... ugh. Nope. Not for Jansit Octara Maysis, no sir! And on top of that, you start at the bottom, everyone above you dumps on you, and it's just so tedious.
So Jan bought a tramp freighter and now runs a small salvage operation. Perhaps ironically, she makes the bulk of her money following the fleet from jump to jump, because they have more money then they know what to do with and jettison partially emptied supply crates so they can make new jumps with fresh, full supplies. Jan just jumps in when they jump out, collects the flotsam, and turns two 'partially used' containers into one full 'new' container. It's simple and easy.
The best part? Jan is her own boss. No one tells her what to do or where to go, she doesn't have to do anything she doesn't particularly want to unless it's to keep the ship in good working order, and she operates on her own damned schedule and fuck you if that's a problem. Jan loves her little ship, the Satella Rainbow, ugly though it is, because it is hers (never mind the quasi-legal methods employed in its acquisition), because it is more then just a ship, more then just a home, more then just her business... it's her tool of emancipation from the human race. And technically all the alien ones, too.
You see, Jan is a savant-like misanthrope with a strong case of Daniel Boon Syndrome. She just plain does not enjoy the company of other living beings, tolerating her fellow humans more then living along side them. She hates social moors and detests obligation. If it wasn't for the biological need of eating, or keeping the Satella Rainbow fueled and repaired, then she probably wouldn't deal with others at all. Her primary motivator for joining Starfleet was to get off the overcrowded Earth in the first place. It's not that she hates people, she just doesn't like them. She's not even caustic or rude to them, she just deals with them as she must, then moves on.
The galaxy is, however, a very dangerous place, even if you have your own ship that's mounting illegally heavy weaponry. There are always pirates, aliens, and other, stranger things out there in the void, and even if Jan has military training and a small bevy of weapons and high tech gadgets at her command, she's only one girl and very much alone in the universe.