#mcrn ship

[redshift-art]

This is what I was spending most of my time on. MCRN Tachi 3d model 💁🏻

Original concept by Ryan Dening.

[talesfrommedinastation]

Perhaps that’s why he caught Tanke’s gaze, sitting in that hospital bed, months ago. 

A soldier from an alien empire, his ship caught in the crossfires of the Transport Union Border patrol. Tall, thin, broad shouldered. The man could have been Sjaelland’s brother, from his buzzed hair to his razor-thin face, the circle tattoo around his eye. He spoke with a raspy voice, with words that were selected with the precision of a sharp-shooter.

'The Missing and the Murdered, Part 5' To Guard Against Titans

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Latest chapter's up. The following happens:

Hunter wakes up on Mt Tantiss.

Crosshair's ('Kros-Heya' in Lang Belta) adopted mother pulls a Tywin Lannister.

AZI saves someone.

Juno Caheere (from @wrenkenstein) makes an appearance!

As mentioned earlier in the fic, Crosshair rocks MCRN armor, but decides, at the last minute, to keep his old Clone Force 99 helmet. As seen above.

This decision has some serious consequences....for the better.

[thehydromancer]

J03 Hunter Class destroyer & F16A Marathon class Heavy Cruiser, scaled for playing Mobile Frame Zero: Intercept Orbit. Inspired by the MCRN Donnager battleship from The Expanse.

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The J03 Hunter Class destroyer, designed and built by the First Great Expansion megacorp Northern Sky, was a dedicated seek and destroy platform designed to overrun targets with a single minded ferocity. The class often performed picket duties or acted as forward deployed scouts, but it truly shined when it was able to engage in one sided fights, chasing wounded and/or isolated prey, and was known for pack hunting, multi-dimensional pincer attacks that drove a target into a vector for one of the destroyers to ram for a killing blow.

Its primary weapons were two side mounted dual railgun chase armaments, a capable enough system to damage enemy light to mid armor while being relatively easy to maintain. In lieu of thick hull plating which would have slowed the class, a multi-layered defense of PDGs and defensive missile turrets (capable of firing anti-missile missiles as well as chaff/dazzlers) allowed the destroyer to capitalize on its speed for both aggressive as well as defensive maneuvering. The forward section of the class was also heavily reinforced for ramming, and was painted to evoke the grinning maw of an apex predator like aircraft nose art of old.

The F16A Marathon class heavy cruiser on the other hand was a dramatic scaling up of the venerable Hunter class, albeit with a much different mission in mind. This heavy cruiser was intended for extended solo operations such as deep space exploration, strategically hidden emergency reinforcements, or advanced system scouting; as such it needed the legs to operate on its own, carrying enough bullets, beans, fuel, and propellant to maintain happy and fully operational battle stations. Its massive armored bulk was supported by no less than eight engines, the primary four of which were over engineered for safety's safe; a catastrophic failure when the ship was millions or billions of miles from the nearest safe harbor or ally was a serious concern. Its primary weapons were two 3-barrel cannon launch missile turrets with exceptional firing arcs, that offered an impressive range of initial firing arcs. By forgoing traditional VLS cells or launch tubes, the Hunter class sacrificed volley mass and refire rate for exceptional accuracy and engagement ranges. The Marathon also mounted the same model PDGs and defensive missile turrets the Hunter class did, though with double the number of both included (later 'B' and 'C' variants instead tripled the number of missile turrets as instability throughout human and Ijad space began leading to large scale space fleet combat).

A Marathon could also easily have served as a flagship for a military or megacorp fleet, although the newer 'B' (improved C&C facilities and outsized comms arrays) and 'C' (mobile frame hangar and catapult) hulls were better suited for modern mobile frame centric combat. Despite its age, the original Marathons were still powerful forces to be reckon with, should an organization have had the resources and manning to support one. Unfortunately, as space combat transitioned from one-sided curb stomp beatdowns between well funded militaries and upstart colonists with more bravado than brains (not to mention the occasional megacorp skirmish over resources) to full on interspecies warfare between the human goverments and the Ijad forces with Free Colony Cells not only popping up more frequently every day, but also increasingly better trained and better geared, the heavy cruiser saw the end of its heyday. While the purpose built combat ship was ton for ton superior to most converted civilian vessels used by free colonists, as well as the oddly alien designs the Ijad introduced, the increase of space based mobile frame companies closed the gap enough that many militaries decided that the class just wasn't worth the manning and logistics to field any longer, in favor of smaller, more modern light cruisers, battle cruisers, and carriers that came to dominate The Second Great Expansion.

[doolallymagpie]

somehow decided, quite some time ago, that one of Bobbie’s favorite shows is the incredibly long-running Voyage of the Aphrodite, which is a weird sci-fi show produced with the backing of the MCRN (and thus getting an actual Scirocco-class, uniforms, and power armor to film with) about an MCRN ship that ends up halfway across the universe and getting into adventures

but no less than 60% of the planets and aliens of the week are:

the military advisor for the show just kind of gave up trying to get the writers to disguise it better

[the-digital-alchemist]

The Might of Mars — MCRN Heavy Frigate

In the cold void between planets, the MCRN Heavy Frigate glides with silent menace, a fortress of Martian ingenuity and military might. Its angular, armored hull and menacing silhouette exude a sense of purpose—a ship that is designed for one thing: to control the skies of the Expanse. As it hangs in orbit, vast arrays of missile tubes line its frame, each one ready to unleash a barrage of torpedoes. The frigate is more than just a ship; it’s an arsenal, capable of raining fire on anything that dares to challenge the Martian Congressional Republic Navy.

Inside, the crew moves with calculated precision, every member a cog in the larger machine of war. They are trained to live, fight, and, if needed, die aboard this behemoth. The interior is built for function over comfort: bare metal, harsh lights, and narrow passageways that mirror the frigate’s no-nonsense design philosophy. Every system, every weapon, every inch of space serves a purpose.

As the order comes through, the frigate’s torpedo bays hum to life, the ship aligning with surgical accuracy on its target. You can almost feel the anticipation ripple through the hull, a restrained power waiting to be unleashed. The enemy vessel, far in the distance, is unaware of what’s coming—the heavy frigate’s weaponry will strike long before they can even register the threat. It’s a hunt in the silence of space, a testament to Martian engineering and a grim reminder of the iron grip Mars holds over its territory.

In the universe of *The Expanse*, the MCRN Heavy Frigate is a guardian, a symbol of Martian pride and tenacity. Today, it looms over the horizon like a harbinger of destruction, the embodiment of a military force that will not be ignored.

[expansegirl]

Expanse S1E4 Growing into a leader

Steven Strait does such a good job showing Jim Holden's transition into being a leader in The Expanse S1E4 CQB. There's a moment when Jim's in the Donager's CIC where he clearly goes from 'guy who was kinda in charge on this rescue mission' to 'these are my people and I'll do whatever I have to do to get them out.' Naomi's reaction when he comes back ('you came back!') with pressure suits for them shows a step in the crew accepting him as their leader.

I also love Alex's reaction as he flies the ship that will become the Rocinante for the first time. Up until that point he'd been, as he put it 'a glorified bus driver.' To finally pilot a MCRN Corvette-class light frigate is obviously a dream come true. Gotta love it.

[oldion]

This perfect spaceship is going to take you to another world. Or maybe it is a warship bringing death and destruction.

It was an attempt to create a template of prompt to create scifi content with the expanse style. I can definitly see this ship in the MCRN Home fleet.

(Sad to not have one last seasons of the expanse to see the Laconian Empire)

[aeternals]

@factiousfcrged said, " they could’ve fucking killed you. what were you thinking? "

when desiderius mentioned what was happening on ganymede, halston knew she had to get there. she hadn't talked to her father in a few weeks simply because she'd been busy with her music and trying to get her career back off the ground. there were also a number of emotions she was trying to ignore and people affecting her more than they should. long story short? she was a mess. a mess who wasn't confident about keeping if off her face for messages.

guilt weighed heavy on her heart. what if she wasn't ever going to speak to her father again? what if his clinic was under one of the domes where the glass fell?

rather than be disappointed by holden telling her she couldn't come, halston decided to sneak aboard the roci. she sat in the shadow of one of the unused rooms, making sure not to make a noise until she was confident the stolen mcrn ship couldn't turn back around.

down on ganymede, she'd been a mess. as far as anyone could tell her, most of what had been destroyed were the agriculture domes. unfortunately, they were the cornerstone of the station itself. with those down the survival of everyone else was questionable at best.

in a flash there were guns and yelling and her adrenaline making her go before she could stop. funny, she had enough mind to think, that she couldn't do it on eros. but, halston jumped on the back of someone pointing a gun at naomi. when everything was said and done amos was raising his voice in her direction. was it yelling? could she call it yelling?

" i wasn't thinking! " hands go up in the air. her own pistol was magnetically attached to her thigh. " i saw the gun and i acted, okay? i froze once and i don't ever want to freeze on you guys again. i'm not a burden. i can hold my own. " her jaw clenches and hands plant firmly on her hips. she'd never raised her voice to him before. " at least until i see my dad. then you can leave me in a corner somewhere for all it matters. i'll figure it out. "

[solsinfo]

admiral sullivan exhibited an exceptional military career serving the mcrn for over 20 years. her leadership skills, steel composure, and sometimes ruthless tactics, made her an asset during the unn-mcrn cold war, which helped her climb the ranks and achieve the position of an admiral. she commanded the mcrn donnager-class hayate primarily in the jupiter ao, whose home base was hecate.

during a round of negotiations with the unn, at nearly the start of her career, she met zeke beckett, a junior grade lieutenant of the unn. despite their positions and histories, they fell in love and it was not long until zeke defected and joined mars. it was a long journey until he was accepted into the martian navy, and during that time they'd kept their relationship a secret. after a couple of years, they were able to get him transferred to the hayete where he served for the rest of his career as a lieutenant. (pre s1-s3/pre series to a.baddon's gate)

during her time on hecate base and because of her rank, she acquainted winston duarte who was in charge of the base. something was going on underneath the scenes, but the earth-mars war and later the discovery of the ring gates took most of the focus in the area. at the same time, mars was starting to collapse and the numbers didn't add up. ships and equipment went missing as martians dreamed of fleeing to the nearest habitable planets. she noted the disappearances to her upper ones on hecate, but it seemed to slip under the rag. (s4/c.ibola burn)

around the same time, on her last run on the hayete, she was part of an insurrection that nearly re-inflated the earth-martian conflict. around saturn, two martian ships seemed to engage in battle with a unn ship. having no knowledge of those ships being a part of the same fleet as hers and knowing of the ship disappearances, she ordered for the destruction of the rogue ships, while surrendering to the unn ship. (timejump between s4-s5/pre n.emesis games)

after that, she was used as a scapegoat for the insurrection and trialed for treason for engaging against mcrn battleships. her connection to zeke was used as an accusation of espionage for the unn for fifteen years. still, they couldn't find evidence to prosecute him, so zeke was simply generally discharged as a martian citizen after fifteen years.

with her dishonorable discharge, vera fled to the asteroid belt and cut all ties with her loved ones, to prevent them from being targeted all the while, the threat of the free navy and the laconian dream grew under mars nose. (s5 and after/n.emesis games and after)

extra: after d.uarte makes his move and closes l.aconia, and while the transport union is built. they are looking for sullivan, to serve as a possible tactical advisor for whatever intel she has on him. (post s6/p.ersepolis rising and after)

[badwolf-gallagher88]

Day 16 - Cozy

Space was very rarely what one would call ‘cozy’. It was neither comfortable, nor particularly warm, and most things were the same three shades of silver, grey, and silver-grey.

There were none of the red brick fireplaces ablaze with logs that Holden would so fondly recollect of his childhood. He claimed the false projected versions were pathetic in comparison to the reality, yet Gunnery Sergeant Roberta Draper struggled to comprehend how fire could provide comfort.

For her, fire was always dangerous, always a threat. 

Once, in her first few months training to be a marine, the MCRN had forced the new recruits into an early morning battle sim. Most of them had been half-asleep, rubbing their dreams from their eyes, hastily pulling on clothes. She had not been able to sleep that night, so the wake-up call had not been so unwelcome. Stopped her thinking about what was next. 

She remembered little of the actual sim, but she did recollect the panic brought on by the flames. Marines weren’t meant to flinch at anything. And for the most part, no one did. Rail guns were fired, evasive manoeuvres were made, all quickly, effectively and to the point. 

Then the ceiling gave way.

Tongues of red had spilled down into the bridge, separating command from navigation and weapons. They were meant to don their power armour and continue as if nothing had happened. That she did, but she still remembered how other recruits had been reduced to nervous wrecks, or spent weeks recovering from burns.

No, fire would never be cozy.

She was coming round to the idea that space had potential to be, however. Bobbie had never felt quite so at home on any ship as on the Roci.

She suspected her time there would not be infinite, so she used every minute wisely. And watching the ship’s crew, she knew they did the same.

Alex’s pathetic attempts at cooking were not so bad as they seemed. The lasagna was edible, and seemed to encourage conversation. The subjects were banal, but not unwelcome. Holden’s tales of Earth interested her the most; the realisation of her dreams of Mars’ terraforming. She liked to listen to Alex’s stories of home too, and Amos’ grunted opinions on subjects that varied from weaponry to Naomi’s hair.

She never failed to smirk while watching Holden carefully making his coffee. He took such care in finding the perfect beans, feeding them into the processor and taking his time over the finished product. She couldn’t stomach the liquid herself, but it was nonetheless funny to watch the universe’s martyr enjoy his drink of choice.

Each day, she became more and more enamoured with the Roci’s homely atmosphere. Its crew were a family, and though she was an outsider, she still felt somewhat part of that family.

She had grown comfortable at last - cozy, even.

And if there was one thing Gunnery Sergeant Roberta Draper knew, it was that comfort was dangerous.

[galax1ad]

doctor who.

primary.

01. RUBY SUNDAY — 15's COMPANION + CONCEPT MADE OF MEMORIES : she / her, queer, fc: millie gibson, tag.

the expanse.

primary.

01. JAMES HOLDEN — ROCINANTE'S CAPTAIN + PROTOMOLECULE'S FAVORITE CHEW TOY : he / him, book + show influences, bisexual + polyamorous, fc: steven strait, tag.

02. JOSEP — THE TYNAN'S CHIEF ENGINEER + PILOT : he / him, book + show influences, bisexual + polyamorous, fc: samer salem, tag.

03. MICHIO — THE TYNAN'S MEDTECH + SALVAGER : she / her, show based, bisexual + polyamorous, fc: vanessa smyth, tag.

secondary.

01. CLARISSA MELPOMENE MAO AKA PEACHES — THE ROCINANTE'S MECHANIC + FORMER MAX SECURITY PRISONER : she / her, book + show influences, lesbian, fc: nadine nicole, tag.

02. FILIP INAROS NAGATA — TRANSPORT UNION CONTRACTOR + FORMER FREE NAVY OPERATIVE: he / him, book + show influences, bisexual + polyamorous, fc: jasai chase owens, tag.

03. JULIETTE ANDROMEDA MAO — THE PROTOMOLECULE'S SEED CRYSTAL + FORMER OPA OPERATIVE: she / her, primarily au, pansexual, fc: florence faivre, tag.

04. SABA — CAPTAIN OF THE MALACLYPSE + UNDERGROUND LEADER: he / him, book based, pansexual + polyamorous, fc: david ajala, tag.

original characters.

01. ANDREAS ALEXIOU — FREELANCE DATA CODER : he / him, earther living on tycho, bisexual, fc: dimitri leonidas, tag.

02. VERA SULLIVAN — FUGITIVE + FORMER MCRN FLEET ADMIRAL: she / her, martian hiding out in the belt, pansexual, fc: jennifer connelly, tag.

killjoys.

primary.

01. JOHNNY JAQOBIS — KILLJOY AKA SPACE BOUNTY HUNTER + MEMBER OF TEAM AWESOME FORCE : he / him, bisexual, fc: aaron ashmore, tag.

life is strange.

primary.

01. MAX CAULFIELD — PHOTOGRAPHER + TIME REWINDER : she / her, lesbian, fc: sophie thatcher / dakota johnson, tag.

mass effect. (now on 1stspectre)

primary.

01. COMMANDER CALLIOPE SHEPARD — EXECUTIVE OFFICER OF THE NORMANDY + FIRST HUMAN SPECTRE : she / her, bisexual, fc: hannah john kamen, tag.

original characters.

primary.

01. ALEC WELCH — ASTRONOMER + CAPTAIN SPACE SALVAGER : he / him, bisexual, fc: manny jacinto, tag. affiliated with @FABLELIKE

01. MATTHIAS BISHOP — ONE OF THE HUNDRED + MEDIC : he / him, bisexual, the 1OO based, fc: josha stradowski, tag.

03. VERNE DANIELS — VOLLEYBALL COACH + SUPER HERO : she / her, lesbian, fc: frankie adams, tag.

secondary.

01. NES — ONE S SYSTEM OF THE VOID : all pronouns, ship ai system, fc: mackenzie davis / laura birn, tag.

02. XENIA SEVYN — SECOND OFFICER OF THE VOID INTERGALACTIC HITCH-HIKER : she / her, aroace, fc: sonequa martin green, tag.

silo.

primary.

01. JULIETTE 'JULES' NICHOLS — ENGINEER + SHERIFF : she / her, show based for now, bisexual, fc: rebecca ferguson, tag.

secondary.

01. SHIRLEY CAMPBELL — ENGINEER : she / her, show based for now, lesbian, fc: remmie miller, tag.

misc canon characters.

01. CINTA KAZ — REBEL : she / her, andor, lesbian, fc: verada sethu, tag.

02. DIEGO HARGREEVES — NUMBER TWO : he / him, tua, vibes only, bisexual, fc: david castañeda, tag. by request

03. SALVOR HARDIN — TERMINUS WARDEN + TELEPATH : they / them, foundation, show based + au, queer, fc: leah harvey, tag. by request

04. BROTHER CONSTANT — NOVICE CLARIC + ENEMY OF EMPIRE : she / they, foundation, show based, queer, fc: isabella laughland, tag. by request

05. YASNA FARZEN — THE IC DRAGONFLY'S ASTROBIOLOGIST : she / her, the invincible (video game), demiromantic/demisexual, fc: golshifteh farahani, tag. by request

[wanderingguest]

leviathanfcrged·:

The twitch did not go unnoticed. Murtry had never been overly fond of the idea of the simulacrums that had been developed to serve as assistants on board the MCRN and UNN vessels - the idea of allowing anything that wasn’t human that much access and even a whiff of their own sentience was idiotic and dangerous. He’d been anything but surprised when the majority of the models had been recalled. Most of the ones still in use had been repurposed for brothels and simple labor. He wasn’t altogether surprised to learn that James Holden had one of the troublesome ones still active and on board his ship. It fit rather well with the man’s rebellious and naively optimistic approach to all the things that went wrong in the galaxy, despite being, somehow, in the center of nearly all of them.

“Ah, so I should very easily be able to confirm that you are registered and licensed to operate as an independent artificial intelligence.” The comment dripped with the sort of condescending placating tone that one might use with a toddler. “Because, of course, the representative of the Secretary General of the United Nations would not dream of willingly and knowingly blunder about on such important missions with an illegal and volatile a.i. on board.”

Men like Murtry were nothing new. In fact, dealing with someone like him was far too familiar. He would threaten and cajole and treat her like a lesser being. That’s what they always did. Granted, each one did it somewhat differently, but the aim was always the same. To frighten her. To put her in her place. To shut her up and get her out of the way. There was even a time when it would have worked, when she was with Mao. When she was aboard the Tachi. That time had long since passed. Now? Well, now she had her rage, true. But she also felt that pit calm slightly as he continued to speak. He was cruel, to be certain, but he was nothing new. And nothing new she could handle with both eyes closed and one arm deactivated.

“While that isn’t your place, given you have no actual power beyond what you lord over your underlings--” A pause, a slight smile. She would have laughed in his face, but some part of her understood that would be taking it too far. ”You’re more than welcome to check into exactly what Secretary General Avasarala has allowed. I’m sure she would love to know that someone like you is questioning her choices.” This time a small laugh does pop out before she can stop it. “If your assumption is that you can frighten me with this, or make me feel small, I can tell you that greater men than you have tried and failed.”

Synthetic hands clasp behind her back. A way to keep her from tearing him apart. Because her rage, while dampened, remains. If only because she knows what he would do to Amos given the chance. “Now, I believe those very few seconds I gave you are up.” Fingers clench slightly. “What do you want?”

leviathanfcrged·:

“I see someone’s not bothered to muzzle you of late,” Murtry replied, his tone unamused and unimpressed. “Is that disrespect a product of dysregulated code, or did he alter your programming so he would have someone of similar ilk to fuck when he wasn’t busy sticking his nose in places it doesn’t belong?”

There is a stillness to her rage. A quiet built up over years and years of dealing with men like Murtry. Small men who believe they are so much more than they truly are. It would curdle in her stomach if she had one that functioned like a human being’s. “You’ll find I’m quite difficult to muzzle these days. In fact, I have a great deal of freedom.” Fingers twitch at her side when he mentions Amos without even saying his name. Oh, she would like to rip his throat out and watch the light drain from his eyes. Jim would say that’s her sister rubbing off on her, but she’s not so sure. “You’ll also find that my programming is entirely mine. No on controls me. Not Mao, not Mars, not Earth, and most certainly not you.” A head tip, only slightly. “You have roughly 5 seconds to explain why you’re here before I forget the manners that my friends prefer I remember.”

[talesfrommedinastation]

New OCs from To Guard Against Titans!

Meet Kai Khan Petrenko (left) and his wife, Leda Svoboda (right).

They've already shown up in the longfic, sassing Crosshair, hitting on Hunter, and giving lip to Bobbie Draper. It's going to be fun with these two!

So let’s get started on this lovely OC Sunday!

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Name: Commander Kai Khan Petrenko

Nickname/s: KK, Kai, Captain P, mi anka (his husbands), Moya Lyubovna (Leda Svoboda)

Age: 43

Species:Human (Martian)

Height: 6’3

Weight/Build:  180 lbs, lean but muscular

Gender: Male 

Pronouns: He/them

Hair: Shaved on sides, with a fade leading up to a mix of dark brown, gray, and white. Has black and white goatee, with a fading beard on the side. 

Eyes: Black, narrow, very expressive eyebrows. 

Sexuality: Bi-sexual, polyamorous

Relationship status: Lives in a massive polycule system of 32 husbands on the Orda and various other ships, and one wife. His chief spouse/ankawala is his wife, Leda Svoboda.

Family: (see polycule information above), one son, Tengri Khan Svoboda, by his wife, Leda Svoboda. 

Occupation: Former MCRN Naval Pilot, former pirate/scavenger, Commander of the Golden Horde (formerly the Tryzub) fleet of mercenaries, captain of the heavy frigate, Orda 

Current location/from: Various stations across The Belt/Innis Shallows, Londres Nova, Mars

Voice: Baritone with a slight Texan accent, due to location on Mars where he was raised. 

Personality: Mars produces nothing if not direct individuals, and Kai Khan is a perfect example of this. Born in a rough part of Londres Nova in a Sino-Slavic enclave, Kai Khan grew up to serve Mars as a pilot for the MCRN fleet, but defected as soon as he could with other disillusioned Martians who tired of the neo-fascist regime of the Martian Congressional Republic, using the chaos of the Cold War between Mars and Earth to start their work as mercenaries. Shortly afterwards, he set up the mercenary/bounty hunting group, the Golden Horde in honor of their group’s collective Chinese, Mongolian, and Slavic heritage. Bold and courageous, the Golden Horde are willing to hunt and kill any and all, as long as they are paid and their independence respected. Fiercely loyal to his immediate ‘family’ of multiple husbands, Kai Khan is still inclusive of those who have been cast aside by society, especially after meeting his wife, Leda Svoboda. With both the birth of his only son, as well as the opening of the Ring Gates, he is now starting to think about settling down, and changing the model of the Golden Horde. This has set some serious issues within the faction, of which repercussions will be had. 

Flaws: Amorous and passionate, Kai Khan is a terrible flirt, loving to conquer men (but not women) and win hearts across galaxies. Completely eschewing his Martian heritage, he is fiercely independent and pig-headed, especially in battle. This makes him a fantastic ally to Clone Force 99, but a challenge to many grounded allies, such as Bobbie Draper and Camina Drummer. He is also somewhat careless in terms of others feelings or guidance, preferring to move ahead on his own accord, which can (and does) have serious consequences for him. 

Likes: Smoked black tea, the smell of wood (cedar), relaxing with his family, his son, massages, clove cigarettes, steam rooms, going fast on his ship, mixed drinks (rum and soda is a favorite). 

Dislikes: Bad smells, being bossed around, loud chewing sounds, canned vegetables, Martian culture. 

Desire: Kai Khan wants to see more freedom and liberation across the Ring systems. This draws him into more battles against the Empire, as well as into the work of Camina Drummer and the escaped clones on Medina Station. At the same time, he is desperate to settle down and give his family (especially his only child, six year old Tengri Khan Petrenko), a stable life. He is impressed with Clone Force 99 and the Rocinante as a result, and is especially drawn to Hunter, whose conflict with both a greater cause, but with a desire to protect his family, is pertinent.

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Name: Commander Leda Svoboda

Nickname/s: Mi kori (Kai Khan), Mama (Tengri), my love (Ixchel Jones), That Stupid Whore (Leo Frederick)

Age: 39

Species: Human (Earther)

Height: 5’8

Weight/Build:  140 lbs, once very active, age starting to have a toll taken on her. 

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/they

Hair: Dark blonde with a massive white streak on the crown. 

Eyes: Large, pure blue, hooded. Very beautiful. 

Sexuality: Bi-sexual, polyamorous. 

Relationship status: Married in a massive polycule of 20 wives, and one husband, Kai Khan Petrenko. 

Family: One son, Tengri Khan Petrenko, 20 wives, 1 husband. Commanding Officer, Ixchel Jones is her chief wife.  

Occupation: Prostitute/pornographic film subject (former), gunner/communications specialist for the OPA (former), mercenary, co-commander of the Golden Horde, captain of the light frigate Mokosh. 

Current location/from: Various stations across the Belt/Kyiv, Eastern European Trade Zone. 

Voice: Alto, surprisingly deep, slight Eastern European accent. 

Personality: The most beautiful flower blooms in adversity, and Leda’s had plenty of it. An undocumented Earther who was forced into sexual work at a horrifically young age, Leda was able to get off of the planet with a stolen passport by her 18th birthday. A seasoned prostitute even by that age, she worked within communications in various Earther and Belter ships, eventually ending up on the Free Navy ship Zhong Qui, where she ran into Kai Khan Petrenko, as well as Tanke Drummer. Defecting with Petrenko (and quickly marrying him), Leda is direct, passionate, and focused, but unlike her husband, is much more guarded and quick to anger. She is protective of those she loves, especially her son, and–like her former lover, Tanke Drummer–will burn cities to the ground to make sure they are safe. Her wrath is legendary, and her friendship is not. 

Flaws: Leda knows that her beauty and body have been her greatest asset, and her hypersexuality with her many wives is tied into her deep insecurity and anxiety. This also causes her to be arrogant, pushing against quieter individuals such as Crosshair and Bobbie Draper.. Having suffered extreme sexual abuse, she is ferociously protective of her wives, and has a vicious, shoot-on-sight hatred of pirates and slavers. She is not an easy ally to win, but is loyal once done. She also struggles trusting men, viewing many as potential enemies and victimizers due to her history.

Likes: Her son, her wives, acoustic music, decorating, black tea, getting her hair done, make-up, plum wine, chocolate. 

Dislikes: Most Earthers, pirates, being bossed around, people who do not flirt with her back, the too educated, 

Desire: Leda wants her family to be safe. She is the main push for the Golden Horde to settle down, knowing that the Ring Gates, and the Empire, are filled with danger. Though, at the same time, her experiences in her childhood and young adulthood cause her to want to personally hunt down slavers and especially those that would harm children. This conflict will come to an absolute head when she is faced with the evils of both the Empire and Mt. Tantiss in To Guard Against Titans.

[the-digital-alchemist]

Travel across the solar system aboard the MCRN Tachi.

Extracted from the the pages of James A Corey's masterpiece (Leviathan Wakes) this ship is a beloved asset within the Martian Navy. As stated before this ship is able to travel across the entire solar system at a comfortable one G acceleration to keep those martian marines in shape.

It's also equipped with top of the line software sensors and weaponry making it a nightmare for those who are trying their luck at the martian teraforming supply lines.

If you are interested to learn more of this ship and its journey to fame be on the lookout for more posts and be sure to comment on what you would like to see next.

[expansegirl]

Alex Kamal and the birth of confidence

Shortly after we meet Alex, he confesses to his shipmates that he was 'a glorified bus driver' during his 20 year career as a transport pilot in the MCRN. He later tells Amos that the Martian navy basically told him he wasn't good enough to ever fly a Corvette-class Light Frigate like the Rocinante.

Alex goes from doubting he can even fly the Roci when they steal ... um, er, appropriate the Tochi/Rocinante to laughing giddily while he says "I'm doin' it! I'm doin' it!"

His confidence and pride in being the Roci's pilot grows. We can see his reluctance when he hands docking control over to Tycho Station. It's his ship, goddam it, and he doesn't want anyone else to fly her. Alex later puts himself through multiple simulations after he decides his performance duing the Roci's first mission wasn't up to scratch. No one else tell's Alex to do this.

Alex's confidence and pride drive him to become a badass gunship pilot, part of the Rocinante's crew that those in the Belt come to fear and respect.

There's a price to be paid for this though. I'll write later about Alex's family and how his desire to pilot the Roci affect's their relationships.

[allie-leth]

They've already taken out one mcrn ship. They would be very effective in battle.

All the little trinkets I've printed to give away at next event I go to!!