Sender:Xenia Gomez Report:Application to the Maltese Hyperspace Starfleet Stardate:29.05.834
Name:Xenia Gomez
Story/Biography:Buenos días.
Well I will get started with my parents. Simply put they were slaves. They were both Bretonian's, captured when the transport they were on was intercepted by Outcast raiders in the Magellan system. They were returning from Liberty space having attended a commodity trading conference. The captain of the transport could not pay the necessary fee the Outcasts had demanded for their safe passage. The transport was boarded and the crew gunned down.
My parents were bought at a slave auction held on Malta by Dom Vincenzo Bartoli. An eccentric Maltese man who owned a small but not insignificant cardimine plantation on Malta. He had no children, likely an effect of the decades of cardimine exposure.
Years past and eventually my parents accepted their new life. It was harsh and hard. Dom Bartoli was not a kind man and worked his slaves hard. But if you worked life was simply easier. Bearable maybe. When it came to the woman that Dom Bartoli owned, cardimine harvesting wasn't their only job. Dom Bartoli would present the most beautiful of his slaves as evening gifts to high profile guests and clientele and my mother being one of these consort women, fell pregnant.
I was born on 17 September 812AS. My father accepted me as his own, even if I was the product of my mother having spent the night with some unknown wealthy Maltese man. When I was old enough I was put to work in the cardimine fields. Years past and whispers of rebellion and revolt started to spread amongst the slaves. But the years past and nothing became of these whispers. As I grew older it was clear that I had inherited my mothers beauty and my unknown biological fathers olive skin and features. After my 15th birthday the now aging Dom Bartoli started to take shall we say, special interest in me. I did not enjoy my time with the Dom. It was neither enjoyable or glamorous. Over time the Dom spent more time with me. Having me visit him more often, more regularly than other slave girls. After a time I was his favored consort. The only one he would see. I got treated favorably amongst the other slave girls. I no longer had to cut my hands harvesting razor sharp cardimine. I was gifted beautiful clothes and jewelry. He would have me travel with him whenever he went off world.
His small cartel grew during the early 820s gaining influence. Not large enough to gain any power or favor with the Council of Don's and later the National Council of Malta, but large enough to have their own network of smugglers and pirates between Alpha and Liberty, and the strength and forces to resist take over from other Doms and cartels. In 828AS Dom Bartoli started to teach me to fly. Paranoid in his old age he would not let anyone one else fly when he needed to travel, but it was clear he was starting to struggle to manipulate the controls of ships as he aged. I learnt basic fighter maneuvering and other combat skills from Bartoli cartel raiders. I became the personal pilot of Vincenzo Bartoli as soon as I had mastered flying.
My mother had died in 823AS, aged 47, from an underlying auto-immune disease.
The years wore on and talk of rebellion amongst the slaves continued to grow. Slaves were starting to resist and defy their masters. But they were promptly punished or executed. My father driven mad with grief from the death of my mother, snapped during one such uprising in 828 and attacked his handler. He was badly beaten and succumbed to his injuries shortly afterwards.
Dom Bartoli although old and paranoid was a smart man and could sense that open revolt and rebellion amongst the slaves was looming on the horizon. He wasn't to know that the uprisings in 831 would be successful. But I think, maybe as a way of trying to protect me from getting executed and tortured by either jealous slaves, that had grown envious of my status with the Dom, or from Outcast enforcers who killed salves indiscriminately during uprisings, wrote into his will that I was to be freed from slavery, granted a small inheritance and a small cabin on the Bartoli estates. I was also granted protection by the Bartoli cartel. Dom Vincenzo Bartoli died in 830AS. He wrote in his final will and testament that I had shown him the only kindness he had ever truly known.
In 831AS I bought a used Stiletto and started regularly raiding Liberty space and smuggling cardimine during my raids.
One might think that I would have no love for Malta or the Outcast way of life, considering what had happened to my parents and to me, being a consort of a decrepit old man. However although I loved my parents, that was their life. And this is mine. I have managed to build something for myself out of nothing. I have a ship, a small piece of land on the Bartoli estate and I am respected amongst a few of the Bartoli cartel members for my loyal service to the Dom.
Although not Outcast by blood, I am Outcast in spirit. Just as the Maltese have created a life for themselves out of nothing, in defiance of the odds and those who would destroy them, I have created my life from nothing, in defiance of my slave past and I will continue to build my life, my empire. I will grow in defiance of pure bred Outcasts who would try to pull me down, an ex-slave girl barely human in their eyes. I will grow in defiance of the other colony's that have abandoned Malta and wish her people burn.
Why do you want to join us?:Malta is my home. Troubled past or not. During cardimine runs I have encountered many hostile towards me. Wishing death to me and other Outcasts. It is clear that our future is at risk if the likes of the Corsair's or colony governments have their way. I will protect the Orange Dream, and through that I will expand my own life, my own sphere of influence. My own empire!
What does Cardamine mean to you?:It is life. Simple as that. We are dependent on it. Not just genetically but economically as well. The Bartoli Cartel has taken a hit from the slave rebellion, fields burned and destroyed. It is clear that other criminal activities such as piracy is not enough to sustain the Maltese way of life. In order for Maltese life to flourish so must cardimine. The Dream must flow.
Additional Justification: Yesterday 28/05/834AS I escorted a cardimine convoy to Ontario. The small convoy consisted of my Stiletto, Parrot.of.Achilies, HS>La.Volpe and a rogue ship called MeisterHaku. During the return trip carrying counterfeit electronics we were intercepted by Auxasian ships. Conflict ensued and I did the best I could to defend Parrot that was immediately set apon by no fewer than 5 of the Auxasian ships. Parrot was destroyed by I managed to tractor in the escape pod. The Auxaians then split their attention between me and the transports. La.Volpe managed to escape but MeisterHaku was being attacked. During the defense of Haku at one point I fought three separate Auxasian ships. They kept switching with one another, eventually TFP)-BeIlamy.Crowe locked in with me. During the fight Xenos joined the party and in the distraction MeisterHaku escaped. Shortly after that TFP)-BeIlamy.Crowe retreated due to severe damage and TFP)-Fresnel attacked me to cover his retreat. It was a mistake as I destroyed Fresnel's ship.
Shortly after we had returned to Malta I detected a DTR ship fleeing the system towards the Theta jumphole. I pursued the cannibal scum alongside the HS>Il.Lupo.Nero. We chased the DTR ship right back to their disgusting system in Omicron Gamma. HS>Il.Lupo.Nero was unfortunately disabled by two DTR cruisers while I was locked in combat with a Corsair Titan called BlackCoffe. That lumbering excuse of a ship was no match for my Stiletto's maneuverability and he was promptly dispatched. Later the HS>Il.Lupo.Nero was towed out of Omicron Gamma as soon as the DTR ships had cleared the area.
The crews of the HS>Il.Lupo.Nero, The HS>La.Volpe and also the pilot of the Parrot.of.Achilies can all attest to my skill in combat. I will provide sensor recordings to prove the destruction of the Corsair and Axasian.
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