Scarlet Marie Sharp: Freebird's Diary

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Scarlet Marie Sharp
Age: 33
Origin: Bretonian
Father: Charles Sharp III
Mother: Christine Sharp
Siblings: Charles Sharp IV
Status: Alive, serving in the Navy
Personality: A loaded gun—unpredictable, quick-witted, and rebellious. Though she maintains a laid-back demeanor, there’s a restless fire in her that refuses to be tamed.
Abilities & Knowledge: Self-taught pilot, skilled marksman, trained in hand-to-hand combat, sharp tactician

Early Life: A Cage of Gold
Born into the prestigious Sharp family of Cambridge, Scarlet Marie Sharp was expected to uphold the traditions of Bretonian nobility—poise, intellect, and an unwavering loyalty to the crown. Her family, renowned for both political influence and military service, had high expectations for her future.

But Scarlet had other plans.

The lavish gatherings, the endless etiquette lessons, and the rigid social hierarchy suffocated her. Her elder brother, Charles Sharp IV, embraced the family's legacy with pride, excelling in diplomacy and military affairs. Scarlet, however, found solace in the stars. She was obsessed with the idea of flying, spending every possible moment around airfields, listening to pilots and engineers, and sneaking into simulators whenever she could.

By sixteen, she had already taught herself the basics of flight on a stolen civilian ship, narrowly avoiding the wrath of both local authorities and her family when she was inevitably caught. But her defiance was unshaken. Rather than punish her further, her father presented an ultimatum: either embrace the family's path or be cast out without support.

Scarlet chose the latter.

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From Border Worlds to the Academy
Leaving behind her privileged upbringing, she ventured into the Border Worlds, where she quickly learned that talent alone wasn’t enough to survive. It was there, amidst smugglers, mercenaries, and stranded pilots, that she honed her combat skills. She learned the art of hand-to-hand combat from ex-soldiers, refined her piloting in dangerous asteroid fields, and adapted to a life where every fight could be her last.

For years, she lived on the edge, scraping by as a freelancer and occasional bounty hunter. But despite her independence, she knew she needed structure. She needed something that could refine her raw skills into something greater.

That’s when she made an unexpected choice—she enrolled in the West Point Military Academy in Liberty.

At the age of twenty-two, Scarlet left behind the lawless skies of the Border Worlds and threw herself into military training. Her time at West Point was both a challenge and a revelation. While she struggled with the rigid hierarchy, she excelled in flight maneuvers, combat strategy, and marksmanship. Her ability to think on her feet made her stand out, and though her superiors often clashed with her attitude, they couldn’t deny her skill.

Two years later, she graduated and was assigned to the 5th Fleet of the Liberty Navy.

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The 5th Fleet and the Breaking Point
Joining the 5th Fleet was meant to be a new chapter, a chance to channel her abilities into something bigger than herself. And for a time, it was. She took to military life with a grudging respect, proving herself in combat missions and excelling as a pilot. Though she never fully conformed to the discipline expected of her, she earned a reputation as a reliable—if somewhat unpredictable—asset.

But loyalty only went so far.

A certain high-profile prison break sent shockwaves through the Navy, shaking the very foundations of trust within the ranks. When it became clear that leadership was divided on how to handle the aftermath, Scarlet saw cracks forming in the institution she had reluctantly come to respect. It wasn’t just about the escape—it was about the politics, the hidden agendas, and the realization that even the military wasn’t immune to deception and internal strife.

Disillusioned and unwilling to be a pawn in the Navy’s internal conflicts, she made her choice.

She left.

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The 46th Fleet: A Necessary Compromise
Scarlet’s departure from the 5th Fleet didn’t come without consequences. While she hadn’t outright betrayed the Navy, her refusal to follow certain orders and her vocal criticism of command had made her a liability. Grounded and facing potential disciplinary action, she had to make a move before she found herself completely shut out of the only life she had built.

The 46th Fleet provided an answer.

Unlike the more rigid structure of her previous command, the 46th operated with a degree of flexibility that suited her. While she chafed at the idea of taking orders again, she recognized that working with them offered resources, protection, and a way to keep fighting on her own terms.

Now, Scarlet walks the fine line between duty and rebellion, between following orders and carving her own path. She fights because she chooses to, not because she is told to. But deep down, she knows she is still searching—for a cause worth standing for, for a crew she can truly trust, and for a future that isn’t dictated by nobility, military doctrine, or past mistakes.

Until she finds it, she’ll keep flying. Keep fighting. Keep running—if she has to.