by Chris Hechtl
Miss Bell: Neocat female. Domestic. Pick pocket, thief. Steals, pawns stuff, then uses credits. If someone misses the item, she gets it back from the shop and takes something else. A user. “Friend” of Chung Li.
Tobias McClintock: Black panther recon ancestor of Jethro and Letanga. Black devil's Brigade. Actually a member of the Cadre.
Major Dana Harley. Normal human. Leader of second squad of Agnosta expedition. Was company commander, now 3rd Brigade commander. Her force is in the process of being stood up.
Lieutenant Maurice Quartermain: Male senior intel officer at Destiny facility.
Ensign McAdams: Female. Junior intel officer at Destiny facility.
Doctor Silversmith: Elf doctor at Destiny facility.
Private Arnold Royce: Human Marine in admin. On KP duty as punishment and make work. Unhappy with prospects. Graduated two years prior from boot camp. Soured when couldn't get into air wing.
Hurranna Neolynx: Staff Sergeant, Kittyhawk. Pilot of assault shuttles, regular shuttles and fighters.
Deja: Selki. W-1 warrant officer. Squadron commander of Marines on Kittyhawk.
Cheetahra: Female cheetah. Emigrated to Agnosta on Destiny. Has several cub litters. Took in Neos who relocated to the planet. She is a bush medic.
Jessie: Female black bear. Rough carpenter. Wants to do chain saw sculpting. She is staying with Cheetahra and trying to help.
Jim
George Custard: leader, red haired, beard, Amish clothing. Farmer, former teacher, librarian, mayor. Smart.
Chumly:
Koko: Elder female shaman selkie. Passed away.
Kirima: Female arctic seal. Interested in Deja.
Yutu: Male walrus. Aggressive. Name means claw or to claw. New leader of the village. Supposedly had killed a great white shark on his own. He had a shark tooth necklace to prove it. Bully.
Yoksolo: Male elder of village selkie. Old, fat. Isolationist. Surpassed by Yutu. Mutters darkly from outside perimeter of village.
Chief Sho: neochimp navy seal. Enlisted rating turned Noncom DI of the SEALS.
Lieutenant Simpson: human, forgot rotation. Seal.
Machinist mate second class Rowley: Kittyhawk
Machine shop steward third class X'ra: Kittyhawk
Ronin
1st Lt Quong Chiang: Human male was assigned 1st Platoon, Bravo Company, Brigade 3, until transferred to Kathy's world expedition.
Captain D'lif'ther: 1st Lt, captain of the Rose. Veraxin, killed in Kathy's World.
Lieutenant Paul Crane: LTJG. Human male. XO of Rose. Acting captain.
Captain C'lax: First lieutenant junior to D'lif'ther. Veraxin. Captain of Farragut. Takes command of convoy during battle. Stiff by the book officer. Has a vendetta with Lieutenant Truex. Marginalizes Marines.
Captain Truex: LTJG, Veraxin. Captain of Captain's Lady. Independent fire eater captain. Was two classes behind Captain C'lax. Very good at job. Tactical track. High marks in academy. Showed C'lax up in final form despite just starting out as a midshipman. Tendency to break rules and that incident and aplomb rubs C'lax the wrong way.
Captain Shelton: Lieutenant. Female human captain of Clydesdale Sabrina 99. She was in the same class as Truex, Otto, and Hyuga.
Captain Otto: Lieutenant. Captain of Collier 108.
Captain Hyuga: Lieutenant. Captain of Lisbon. KIA in battle of Kathy's World with ship.
Kathy's World:
Major Moira White Wolf promoted from Captain SG during book and events in BL. Marine from the past.
Shanti: Female snow leopard trooper, Ranger reservist.
Sabu: Brother to Shanti. Elder by two years. Trooper. Ranger officer reservist.
Rah: Younger sister. Two years younger than Shanti. Becomes a deputy trooper.
Belinda Carlisle: Human lounge singer, Kathy's World bar.
Pyotr: Big grizzly bear. Alcoholic. Russian. Housing and industry secretary.
Eddy: White arctic fox. Doctor and medical secretary.
Iab: Neochimp, male. Secretary of communications and information.
Hypetia: Mother of Blizzard. Educational secretary. Neowolf.
Jake Dessi: Captain of Cv 1701. Clydesdale the militia captured. Male human. Only human in the cabinet.
Blizzard: Neo wolf, Ranger commander.
Moreta Dragonheart: Ranger commander. Was raped by the pirates. Tense woman.
Cali: Ranger. Lieutenant commander.
Bengali Neo elder. White tiger. Ranger commander. Cabinet minister of construction.
Vince: White neogorilla male, blue eyes. Cabinet minister of finance.
Joey and Travis: Neo black bear deputy troopers.
Lisami: Sabu's estranged mate. Female Neocat. Lynx/African leopard mix. She lives in Carlson with their two kits. Teacher/librarian.
McNally: Junior engineering officer. Female. Sabrina 99.
O'Shay: Com rating, junior spacer, male. Sabrina 99. Wanted a transfer to a warship posting.
Protodon:
First Lieutenant Tricia Ebensher: Marine graduate from Pyrax. Human. Had been injured in battle of B101a1. (Had been on Firefly) Transferred to Gustav's command from Captain Myers platoon to “thicken things up.” She was shell shocked surviving officer on the ground.
Private Chuck Shumer: One of the thirty survivors of Ebensher's platoon. Human male. Refused to be evaced to orbit. Lead teams of recruits and militia to sweep city.
Rear Admiral Amadeus White: Neochimp sleeper. Newly promoted. Commander of TF22.
Lieutenant JG Jojo Pwaulli: Admiral White's chief of staff and acting G-1.
Lieutenant JG Norberto Jornel: TF22's senior most JAG officer.
Lia: Neomutt recruit from Kathy's World. KIA.
Jed: Neoblack bear recruit from Kathy's World. KIA.
Arno: Human recruit from Kathy's World. Friend of Jed. KIA.
Roarack: Neowolf recruit from Kathy's World. Survivor.
Captain SG Joshua Lyon: Sleeper. Cameo, beta. Knew Tobias McClintock. Marine Captain. Special Forces.
Jake the mutt: Yellow floppy eared neomutt mix. Native militia. Big on killing. Good at sniffing out trouble. Human teeth. Mom heart tattoo on his left shoulder. Killed in a raid.
Loi: Private recruit neogorilla.
Akers: Neootter militia.
Mugsy: Cream colored domestic tom. Native. Battered. Perpetual squint. Near sighted. Day blind.
Lil Red: Sickly red tabby. Daughter of Mugsy. Sibling to Lil White. Healed by Jethro. Runt of the litter.
Lil White: Sister to Lil Red. “Ninja Kitty.” Leader of their duo. Pick pocket and thief. Blue eyes like her mother.
Mamacita: Mother to Red and White. Pregnant. Female long furred gray cat. Has blue eyes.
Gran Gran: Mother to Mamacita. Gray long haired Persian like her daughter. Has blue eyes.
Midnight: Black domestic cat. Bad boy. Black sheep of cats. Hated by some.
Daddy Long Legs: Long legged ugly orange and white tabby. Looks like a cross between a cat and a Chihuahua.
Toby: Male tomcat. Powder blue junior.
Ensign McAdams: New Marine ensign arrived in convoy. Human.
Second Lieutenant Shoo Mi Sung: Neopanda Marine. Trouble with digestion. In infirmary most of the time.
Captain Blackberry: Elf Charlie company commander.
Private Dani Misani: Human male from Kathy's World. Recruit. Charlie Fire Base fire team leader.
Chirup: Private, Neootter. Part of Sabu's squad. Kathy's World.
Chavez: Male husky/malamute mix. Part of Sabu's squad. Kathy's World.
Junior Grade Lieutenant Norberto Jornel: Human male. JAG and Intel officer assigned to TF22. Friend of Jojo. Overworked and underpaid.
First Lieutenant Michael Coldsmith-Briggs XXX: Intel officer. Has a cybernetic left eye, arm, and leg. “Archangel.”
Lieutenant Jason Locke: Intel officer. Black male.
Zelma: Female mutt. Small, bit of Pug and other breeds in her. Crèche leader in the slum. Also teacher and day care. Ta
kes the kits in.
Angus O'Donnell: Meaty guy. One of the leaders of the Protodon militia. Clan leader.
MCCloud: Tall gangly man. Clan leader. One of the Protodon militia leaders.
Mister Shale: Scottish male. Business leader in the capital. He does some business with the Federation. Wears tweed. Red tartan hat. Has red hair and muttonchops.
Malcolm McClure: Teen killed for protecting aliens during Horathian invasion.
Kalin McClure: Father of Malcolm. Leader of the McClure resistance clan. Brother to Jock. Wife and son killed by pirates. Lives to kill them.
Jock McClure: Brother to Kalin.
Miria McClure: Daughter of Jock. Independent teen. Had been raped by occupation troops.
Edward Michim: Member of the McClure resistance clan.
CPO Mancheta: Plot, commander wild weasel flight.
PO Sanders: Copilot.
Pilots:
Marine 2nd Lt pilot. Stringfellow Hawk.
Marine 2nd Lt, pilot. Sinjin Hawk Brother to Stringfellow. Has a minor in intelligence.
Dom Santini. Civilian pilot volunteer.
Jo Santini. Civilian pilot, niece of Dom.
Caitlin O'Shannessy. Civilian pilot. Former planet sheriff/trooper. Friend of Dom.
Marine pilot. Ensign. Mike Rivers.
Horathians:
Brigadier General Busche. Female.
Colonel Paulings. Male, bald.
Captain Alegra. Male.
Captain Lan. Female.
Travis. Sergeant.
Pani Evri. Master Sergeant. Lead Sniper. KIA.
Appendix
My Blog:
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Wiki:
(Whenever Jory, Minion Mike, the other betas, and I get around to finishing it)
http://federation-datanet.wikia.com/wiki/Federation_AI_Historical_Datanet_Wiki
Tech:
http://gizmodo.com/weve-just-developed-a-portable-cloaking-device-1701867133
http://gizmodo.com/this-tiny-toolbox-transforms-into-an-entire-woodshop-1688509138
http://www.engadget.com/2015/03/23/boeing-plasma-shield/
Various stuff:
http://io9.com/scientists-have-transplanted-mammoth-dna-into-elephant-1693089895
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potlatch
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_slang
http://thoughtcatalog.com/nico-lang/2013/09/71-simple-british-slang-phrases-everyone-should-start-using/
Art:
http://alex-ichim.deviantart.com/
https://www.artstation.com/artwork/animal-war
http://shop.poseraddicts.com/index.php?act=viewProd&productId=1748
http://www.sharecg.com/v/42635/gallery/11/Poser/Mountie-Set-for-M4
Cool Stuff:
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http://www.amazon.com/Hold-Star-Samair-Argos-Book-ebook/dp/B00WS6203Y/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1432247670&sr=1-1
Sneak Peek:
Here is a raw bit from Pirate's Rage. (I just grabbed it since it was, never mind.)
…A few hours later he nodded politely to the young man and his Veraxin friend as he passed them in the park. “Evening gentlemen.”
“Sir.” Both came to attention before him. He nodded as he passed.
“Sir ah …” he turned as David looked at him and then the Veraxin. The Veraxin chittered a hurry-up.
“Sir, I was thinking about what you said, about intel, and how we're an open book.”
Irons paused and then stepped aside to let others pass. Each of them nodded but hurried on their way, not making eye contact. “Go on.”
“Um, I, I think I understand why we have to be careful about media attention. At least from that perspective, sir.”
The admiral nodded slowly. “Correct.”
“And any documentation has to be carefully scrutinized as well.”
“Again, correct.”
“Loose mandibles destroy ships and worlds,” the Veraxin chittered.
He glanced at the young alien and nodded. “Correct. Midshipman …”
Protector pinged the bug's IFF and put it up on the Admiral's HUD. “Bright-day is the translation, sir,” Protector filled in as he paused.
“Bright-day is it?” he asked. The Veraxin's mandibles went slack for a moment then his gave a human bob nod. His four eyes were locked onto Irons.
“Yes sir. I … I had not known you knew of me.”
“It's a small navy, son.”
“But a growing one,” Protector quipped, clearly amused.
“Sir, I … we … We'd both like to transfer to intelligence,” David gushed out.
“You don't have the mind for hands-on ops, son,” Irons said patiently. The young man's shoulders slumped. “Neither do I for that matter. Some of that you can learn, but intelligence trade craft is an instinct for the best operatives. It comes to them like breathing. But you two might do well as intelligence officers on a ship, staff, or as analysts.”
“Um …”
“Stuck behind a desk?” the Veraxin chittered softly. The admiral gave him a warning glance.
“Not everyone gets to march to the sound of battle every time. Sometimes you can contribute more by patient and careful annalist of data. Sifting through mountains of information for that one nugget everyone else has overlooked. Looking for clues or looking for what isn't there.”
“What isn't there, sir?” David asked, brows knit.
“He means the absence of information either by deliberate action or other means. Looking for what the enemy doesn't want you to know,” the Veraxin said. Irons nodded.
“True,” Sprite said, projecting a hologram of herself beside the admiral. The admiral raised an eyebrow. He wasn't aware the commander had been monitoring the conversation. His eyes turned inward to look at Protector on his HUD. The A.I. shrugged.
“But sometimes that is a trap. If you become too enamored by your own clever deductions …,”
“You can be fat, dumb, and happy as the enemy takes you out. It doesn't take subtle misdirection to do that. Just taking things at face value does it as well,” Sprite said amused.
“You have a bit of a knack for this. In general,” Irons said, studying the Veraxin.
“A little, sir. I have studied a bit, and the hive politics have shaped my world view to this point.”
“Hmmm. Okay, you're in. You both are for that matter.” He glanced at them both with a nod then glanced at Sprite. “Commander make a note and memo their commanders for the transfer.”
“Yes, sir. They will have to take additional classes in intelligence. I believe midshipman Bright-day is already doing that. He has also put in transfer requests to intelligence.”
“Good. Good to hear. Intelligence … Counter intel or straight intel? Do you have a preference?”
“Not at this time, sir. I know I am not cut out for field work,” the newly minted intelligence officer said, eye stalks whirling around. Irons wondered if he was doing that as an emotional reaction or checking out his environment. One of the stalks paused, and he looked up to where it was looking. A human female lieutenant was standing on the bridge nearby, looking at them.
Sprite caught the look, and her lips pursed as she glanced at the young woman. “Lieutenant Yoki Sasuma, fighter pilot. Asian from the Ten Song Island on Majapore. She flew gliders and light craft as a messenger before being recruited.”
He grunted and gathered his thoughts. “She's clean,” he said to the Veraxin.
David looked confused. “I …”
“Never mind. Thank you, Admiral,” the Veraxin said with a polite nod.
“You'll get new orders in your mail shortly. Dismissed gentlemen. Good luck.” He returned their salute, then watched them leave. “You'll need it,” he said softly.
“Problem, Lieutenant?” he asked as he approached. She glanced his way and then shook her head, still relaxed. He was both amused and annoyed. Amused at her nonchalant, almost indifferent attitude, but annoyed at her lack of discipline and respect.
“No, sir, just off duty. Catching the sights.”