Rowe, Jessica
Sept 22, 2018 16:51:37 GMT 10
Post by Jessica Rowe on Sept 22, 2018 16:51:37 GMT 10
So this is who I am,
And this is all I know,
And this is all I know,
Name: Jessica Louise Rowe
Nickname: Jess; J-Row; Short-Stop
Callsign: Shorty
Date of Birth: 1/20/1982
And I must choose to live,
For all that I can give,
For all that I can give,
Branch: Air Force
Rank: Captain
Division: 439 Combat Support Squadron
Service Record:
10/15/2003-09/15/2004-CFB Borden- induction and officer training
09/30/2004-12/31/2004-2 Canadian Air Division-NORAD combat training
01/02/2005-02/15/2006-14 Wing Greenwood-SAR and additional flight training
02/16/2006-11/28/2006-Assigned to 410 Tactical Fighter Operational Training Squadron-further training and on call for National defense. Given rank of Second LT. Given training assignment after six months.
11/29/2006-06/06/2007-Classified record
06/07/2007-07/15/2008- Assigned to 442 Transport and Rescue Squadron. Trained new inductions and also sent on T&R in Territories.
07/16/2008-01/19/2009-Sealed classified overseas record. Injured in Action
01/20/2009-02/20/2009-Mandated LOA.
02/21/2009-09/13/2012-Promoted to LT. Assigned to 22 Wing North Bay. Participation in NORAD. Also resourced out to air force for recruiting purposes.
09/14/2012-12/20/2012-Classified and sealed record. Prompted before she leaves to Captian on promise of return to service.
12/21/2012-01/02/2013-Requested LOA.
01/03/2013-11/28/2014-Assigned to CMC, placed in training and induction of new recruits. Placed on SG-15.
07/29/2014-ongoing-Reassigned to Vedas
Promotions:
10/15/2003-Officer Cadet
02/16/2006-Second Lieutenant
2/21/2009-Lieutenant
12/20/2012-Captain
Education:
Primary: 1988-1998-Joseph Howe Elementary and Middle School
Secondary: 1998-2000-Halifax West High
Post Secondary Education: 2000-2002-Dalhouise University
Military Education:
2003-2004-CFB Borden- induction and officer training
2004-2004-2 Canadian Air Division-NORAD combat training
2004-2006-14 Wing Greenwood-SAR and additional flight training
The spark that makes the power grow
Face Claim: Eliza Duskhu
And I will stand for my dream if I can,
Symbol of my faith in who I am,
Symbol of my faith in who I am,
Personality:
Jessica is driven by the need to prove herself to those around her. She wishes to show that she is as good or better than her father. She is a hard-worker and self motivated, she does have small problems with following orders to the letter, while she has never disobeyed a direct order she has sometime twisted it. She is clever and can be rash when undercover. At the beginning of her career she had a short fuse which lead to her call name of short-stop; since then her time in the military has calmed her. She will risk her own life for those under her command or that she feels responsible for. She is extremely intelligent and will attempt to use her mind before using blunt force. She is also aware of what she looks likes and has no problem using her body as a weapon to get what she wants.
She is secretive, and able to keep a secret to the death, however if it came to her job and friendship she would pick her job every-time. She has cut ties with most of her family as they do not like the risks that her job puts her into however loves them dearly and would drop anything to protect them. She hides her emotions very well, however is a very emotional person, there are a number of mental walls in place to avoid being hurt like she has been in the past.
And I must follow on the road that lies ahead,
I won't let my heart control my head,
I won't let my heart control my head,
Likes:
Space
Flying fast things
Hanging out with friends
Competitions, normally firing range related
Dislikes:
Stereotypes
High heels
Heavy Drinkers and drug users
Known it alls
Aims:
Push for the SGC's goals
Keep her team and base safe
Fears:
Losing self in skills learnt
Finding her family gone
Failing in her job
Skills:
Fluent in English, French, Arabic, Goa'uld, Ancient, and Mandarin
Advanced escape and invade
Interrogation skills
Intelligence operation
Combat and Strategic Intelligence planning
Recruitment and training for RCAF and SGP
Basic Flight Training up to and including Flight Lead-In Training (FLIT)
Aeronautical and Maritime SAR(search and rescue) and SAT (search and transport)
Aerial and Ground reconnaissance
Advanced Hand to Hand Combat
Basic medical
Habits:
former smoker, now chews gum
Knuckle cracking
Things in even numbers (border line OCD)
Cleaning
I make my journey through eternity
I keep the memory of you and me inside
I keep the memory of you and me inside
Marital Status:
Single
Love Interest:
None Currently
Offspring:
None
Parent:
Father: General Bruce Rowe (KIA 2001-location unknown-body unrecoverable)
Mother: Emily Anne Rowe-MD
Siblings:
Brother(s): Frank Rowe (Private sector) and CPT. Edward Rowe
Sister(s): Nicole Rowe (college)
Fulfil your destiny,
Is there within the child,
History:
I was given this journal before given my last assignment, they said that it would be a good idea if I wrote down some of my thoughts. While I don't really agree with them here we go because it will get them off my back. They wanted me to write my life as I know it. Let's start at the beginning and work our way forward shall we, I was born on January 20, 1982 in Halifax, Nova Scotia. That's right I am Canadian but don't think that means anything special, I'm just like everyone else on this Earth. In for my own advancement and looking for my way. I was give when my father was killed in action over seas and left my Mom a widow with four children. I have one older brother who settled into my Dad's shoes and took over the Man of the house role. He had his first job before I was even in middle school with my twin sister. He helped support us all, as soon as we were able to we also had jobs to help support the family.
I loved my Mother, however she always did and still does work a lot of hours, I'm not sure if it was the fact that we needed the money or if it was too painful her to be at him. Either way I can't say that I really knew her all that well. I did great in school, even finished middle school a year ahead of schedule. I went to a local high school even after getting offers to attend private schools on scholarships, it was probably a mistake. I went to my first dance, had my first boyfriend, had said boyfriend cheat on me with a girl named Sophia; hence the name of my fish and why its at 5 point 0. Can't say the namesake causes any love from me. I dated a few other people, even tried to date girls, nothing really stuck. I was in my final year when the air force came to the high school on a recruitment drive.
Thinking of my father and the past that he left, it wasn't hard for me to sign up, I had always been an active child and the military would offer a much quicker way to help provide for the family. My mother was pi$$ed when she found out, and my twin hasn't talked to me since then. My oldest brother wished me well, but I could tell that he was pi$$ed also, however at this point he already was working on his own business and wasn't around that much anymore. It seemed like only my baby brother seemed to understand why I was doing this and where I was coming from. I attempted to go to university for a few months but realized it wasn't for me, there wasn't enough action involved. So I was thankful when the day came to leave for boot camp my baby brother wished me well and promised he'd see me soon.
My first stop on my world wide trip was CFB Borden to induction training and the kick off of my officer training, it was easier than I thought. I got into sh!t a few times, the simple fact being that I didn't know when to keep my mouth shut. Got into a few fights with other recruits but soon enough I got my sh!t in line and finished at the top of my class. After this I was shipped out to start my NORAD training which I took to like a duck to water.
While I was there I was given hand to hand combat training and started more advanced flight training and also intelligent training. After my training finished I requested further advancement training before getting placement for my career and was sent to third base for SAR and SAT training and also advance flight training. I couldn't seem to get enough of it, and before I knew it the training was over and I was asked to pick a placement. I asked for national defense placement and also training if possible. I was placed with the 410 and after six months of hard work and a few missions I was promoted to second LT.
It was three months into my teaching career that I was approached by a high ranking official that will remain unnamed in this journal. As much as I would like to be open and honest I like being alive a whole lot more. I was approached for what he called strategic placement, in reality it was an off the books mission. At the time I guess I was too naive to realize that this meant spy work and possible questionable choices. I was given a small unit of four. Two of us would be in the field and the other two would be backup and support for us. During the following months, which I can't go into great detail about I collected information and when the time came made sure there wouldn't be any leaks once I left the area.
I came back home after this and who we shall now refer to as Mr.E was pleased with what had taken place and all four of us was promoted, I had a new shiny rank of LT and reassigned to a new base where no one knew me and no one asked questions about me joining in outside of the normal time line. I went back to training and worked with Transport and Rescue on my down time for training. It was here that I found what I could only call the love of my life. He had it all, too bad that his wife seemed to think so too. After this I swore off men for the rest of my life, the military would be my career and I had no problem with this.
I was almost thankful when over a year later Mr.E found his way back into my life with another side mission, I jumped at the chance and before I knew it I was flying over seas. I will tell you that this is the first time that I got a taste of what it could be like to work with the Stargate Program. A few of the countires that had been semi aware of the Stargate program had been attempting to create some of the tech themselves. There was missing files and countries all twisted around one another that I almost got lost in the confusion however it was sorted out in the end and I only got a bullet to the shoulder and a broken leg for my trouble. This was also when I met a SG team, they were the ones that pulled me out and got me home. Since I was helping them they didn't ask questions but they did give me a contact for once I was healed up. I was placed on mandatory leave and ended up going back to Halifax to spend my down time with my family.
It was the most distance and closest at the same time that I had ever been with my mother, she was hovering over me every second of the day but at the same time she emotionally was further away from me than the moon. I was happy when I was finally healed enough to go back to work and was reassigned. I used my contact from the failed mission and got transferred into the SGC, this time I went for recruiting and started my participation in NORAD. It was a brilliant type of stress that I excelled at and before I knew it I had found another love for the military. While I am sure that my XO hated me, I loved the job and what it meant for the country and world. It made recruiting so much easier for me, I quickly started to climb the recruitment board and had a number of new recruits under my name.
I loved the job so much that I settled in to the area for the first time in years and got an apartment and started to have a social life, even made a few friends, however I had learnt my lessons already and avoided any type of relationship outside of that of friendship. I was stationed there for just over three years before I had a third visit from Mr.E. This time I wasn't ready to jump at the job and it took a little work from him to get me to sign up. I should have trusted my gut and said no. This was the worst three months of my life, and I wasn't even hurt during this. However, I will state that this is when I learnt my Interrogation skills; ones that I hope I never have to use again. The only thing that kept me in the forces was my choice of assignment and a new rank didn't hurt. I was promoted to CAPT. promising I would be back .
When I came home from this mission I requested LOA, going home for the holidays, my mother was a little warmer, while I was colder. The entire family I could see was worried but there wasn't anything I could do about it, however before I left I felt a little more human than when I had first arrived and felt that I wasn't going to be sick every morning when I looked at myself in the mirror, too bad that it took six months more before I could look at my new rank with any other than anger. It was only five months before Mr.E came back and I told him to stick his newest job, I was done and wanted nothing to do with what he was offering. . Probably burnt that bridge but I'm not overly concerned about that, still not concerned even with his pitiful threat.
As they had promised I was given my choices of location and having moved into Cheyene I requested to be read into the SGC. It took a little time but I was cleared and given a position on base to prove myself. I would be the first Canadian set up with the group here for partnership between Canada and USA/ I settled into my new placement at the CMC, and got back to my roots of training and recruitment. It wasn't with the same drive that I had before but I wasn't the worst, my past experience had left a bad taste in my mouth but I didn't let it taint my new work and asked to be placed on a team to try it out. My request was granted and I was assigned to a SG team, normal milk runs and soon enough I was falling back in love with my work again.
I switched between a team assignment and recruitment for a number of years. It was during a bombing that I found myself using my skills from the years before once more but this time without the self hate that had come years before. Also a lot less blood and death, the group that had attacked had details that was extremely concerning. A splinter cell in the IOA and NID, a group willing to take whatever it needed from anyone it pleased, also rumored to somehow be attached to international groups, but I handed off the prisoners before I got much more out of them.
I spent some time going over files to find out where our leaks where, after a few months of digging I had two names that I took to the CO on base. They didn't seem overly shocked when I handed the names over. They suggested a long term placement, somehwere they could use my skills and that was the day I was read into Vedas.Which my dear reader, brings me to the end of the scheduled reading. I hope that you have all the answers you need from me, and well if you don't you should look up the definition of classified and sealed.
My fate is on the wind,
The king of hearts, the joker's wild,
The king of hearts, the joker's wild,
The heartbreaker being this face is amekate and I hail from Canada
I have been RPing for 8+ Years
I agree with the TOS and the Site rules.
Cos I have found a dream that must come true,
Every ounce of me must see it through,
Every ounce of me must see it through,
Role Play Sample:
Jessica sighed as she pushed a stray piece of hair out of her view and looked across the open field. The gate wasn't that far away and it appeared to be clear, however too many close calls over the years had taught her to trust her gut.She clicked her tongue against her teeth and scanned behind her as the group hustled forward. She held up her hand for them to stop at the tree line just behind her as she dropped down onto one knee pulling her sniper rifle forward from her back she scanned the treeline that circled the gate.
Something didn't feel right, since walking onto this world they had only trouble, the scientist had sprung a trap that she hoped had been set up for local animals; animals she had not seen since they arrived; then the civilian had twisted their ankle swearing they had been pushed down a small hill. The day had only gotten worse as the trip went on, after the forth mishap they were calling this trip and had headed back towards the gate when an arrow had found its way into her shoulder.
The weight from the sniper rifle pulled on her wound but she pushed through as she scanned the left side of the trees, then she saw it. To the left of the gate was a small group of people. She couldn't tell much about them but she knew what eyes and mouths looked like; and she could see a small group of five people talking. Bows and arrows in their hands as they gesture towards the Stargate then towards the direction Jessica's group had came from.
"Well sh!t-" she said softly letting the gun drop and putting it back on her back before motioning for her specialist to move forward, a few seconds later she was joined by the man and pointed towards the location she had found. "Options." she asked him knowing she would have to get the others back to base for medical treatment sooner rather than later.
Immortality
Inspired by T!na @ NCIS. Song is copyright of Bee Gees.
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Inspired by T!na @ NCIS. Song is copyright of Bee Gees.
App is property of Himms. Do not steal/removed this disclaimer.