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Wed Nov 13th, 2019 @ 12:46pm
Position Marine Detachment Commander
|Affiliation||Starfleet Marine Corps|
|Birth Location||Cait (Homeworld)|
|Hair Color||White (Fur w/black stripes)|
|Physical Description|| Mr'isarr is broad, trim and muscular from his many years in the Marines and keeping himself active and working out daily has kept him at the peak of his physical game.
His fur almost pure white which can work against him should a mission require stealth. He has had to darken it through medical means occassionally. His eyes are golden like a true predator, which for him suits just fine considering his natural and trained abilities. His White fur is considered a blessing to Caitians for its rare nature, which did cause a stir when he left the Homeworld for the stars
His tail is long and often sweeps left and right as he walks, prone to laying on the floor when standing still which will pose a risk to be stepped on, not just for him but the person doing the stepping. Some would consider him a gentle giant and while he can be gentle he doesn't want to lose his edge in the protection of his friends, thus he works out often.
His fur is always neatly trimmed, brushed into position, fangs sharp and claws like razors. Mr'isarr some might call vain considering the amount of effort taken on his appearance but as anyone can learn if they take the opportunity is that to a Caitian, appearance is very important.
|Parent(s)||S'ar'ter'i (Father), P'reex (Mother)|
|Marital Status||In a Relationship|
|Other Family||Sha'la'ne (Family Adopted Sister)|
|General Overview||Straight forward and to the point, Mr'isarr doesn't like to 'beat about the bush' if something needs to be said he will say it regardless of the outcome. A fiercely dedicated individual not just to himself and his well being but also to the task at hand and those he works with.
Mr'isarr clearly takes good care of himself which could almost be seen to a fault. He radiates confidence, strength, dominance and prowess as he moves but the movements in light of his size are fluid and graceful. It has been noticed that he harbours a difference in respect towards females than he does males, it would seem everything about him is softer, more gentle when talking or otherwise working with a female but otherwise its as normal with a male.
Mr'isarr dislikes being treated like a pet and will correct anyone who treats him so to one extreme to another depending how far hes been pushed.
Viewing himself as dependable, reliable and suitably skilled to the needs placed upon him he tries his best to get along with others, which in itself can be a challenge when all people see is the feline and not the skills contained within.
|Strengths & Weaknesses||Strengths:- Proud and confident, sure of those around them and able to draw the best from people, even those of them that are doubtful. Fitness, Mr'isarr takes pride in his physical ability and can be found to be doing Caitian exercises in the Holodeck, typically on Cait within the dense woodlands or flat desert plains. Traditional, in most things about his life, his private life is filled with tradition and even his off duty clothing shows this. As with all Caitians, he has an acute sense of smell and sight.
The muscle structure of a Caitian is very tight, so much so that it is nothing for a Caitian to perform feats that many would deem impossible or difficult from the most unlikely positions (such as a crouch or a seated position). For instance, Caitians can leap a distance of 30+ feet in the air from a crouched position uninjured. They also have the ability to put on extreme bursts of speed, allowing them to cover great distances in a short amount of time.
Superior strength, agility, senses of smell, hearing, eyesight and balance.
Weakness:- Appearance is also vital but also a weakness for him during shedding season, he feels that nobody should see him when he is leaving fur all over the place and that nobody should see their leader in such a way to cause undue worry. Another weakness for Mr'isarr is he does not like talking of home as it brings back feelings of missing it and his family having been sometime since he last set foot on it.
Caitians have a fragile bone structure, bones are broken or fractured in far less hostile environments then what most would suffer injury, a heavy fall is capable of dislocation or even in extreme cases, bone breakage. Near the age of 60, the Caitian heart becomes weak with age, as a result, medical practice on Cait has made huge medical leaps in swift organ replacements, only now suffering the most minor of delays in surgery.
|Ambitions & Goals||To seek his next adventure, regardless of what or where that may be.|
|Hobbies & Interests||Found to be a private individual little can be told about Mr'isarr's personal likes or hobbies. For the most part what is known is his interest in working out, use of the Holodeck to run programs of his Homeworld and little else.
Few have taken the time to really get to know Mr'isarr mostly because they are intimidated by him.
|Languages||Caitian, Federation Standard|
|Family Relationships||S'ar'ter'i (Father) - Father and Superior in social standing, a driven individual and very much the traditionalist. Former military till injury forced his retirement. Currently a consultant for the military. Relationship with Mr'isarr is strained due to his departure from the Homeworld. S'ar'ter'i believed that his son's place was on the Homeworld where his prized white fur would elevate his son into better things.
P'reex (Mother) - Mr'isarr's mother was supportive of his upbringing following caste traditions and requirements. Always proud of her sons accomplishments she stood by his choice to leave the Homeworld. She misses her son deeply.
|Romantic Relationships||Mated to Harlow Launceston - Ensign, Medical Officer U.S.S. Vesta.|
|Personal History||Mr'isarr hails from a Caste on Cait know for it's warrior prowess. Members of this particular caste are highly sought after by the other castes for protection, military recruits and high risk situations. Females from this caste are recruited at a young age to serve the Pri'arch, males though forbidden to serve the Pri'arch are enlisted into elitist education and training programs from the age of 5.
Now 43 years old Mr'isarr has enjoyed over 3 decades of training and putting that training into use. After serving his required years in the Defence Force he was permitted to leave Cait and enlisted in Starfleet.
The training received on Cait put him bounds ahead of his other classmates until he was withdrawn from hand to hand training in the Academy. Recruit Trainee Simon Thompkins was killed by Mr'isarr in self defense. Cleared of any wrong doing in the subsequent tribunal it was understood why he was withdrawn from the classes.
Mr'isarr could almost be seen to have a 'Superior Than Thou' attitude which considering his size, training, abilities and natural talents that could well be justified to some extent. When he graduated from the Academy he almost accepted an invitation to return to Cait, unfortunately the allocated time window passed before he was able to answer due to being on a mission, something he regrets to this day. He doesn't speak much of his family, he misses them dearly but a touchy subject that closes him up if pressed. Cait on the other hand he will freely speak of it's wonders and views almost to the point of home sickness.
|Education||Caitian Training (Caitian Defense Force):-
Counter Intelligence / Espionage Training
Counter Insurgency Training
Advanced Infiltration and Recon Training.
Rapid Response and Reaction Leadership Training.
Advanced Heavy Weapons and Explosives Ratings.
Master in Hand to Hand, hand held and duel wield weapons.
Escape and Evade Training.
Advanced Flight Training (Single and Two person craft)
Flight Command training
Shuttle Pilot Lvl 5
Additional weapon certifications