Lieutenant JG Nir Giorgiou

Name Nir Kemal Giorgiou

Position Chief Helm Officer

Rank Lieutenant JG


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Character Information

Gender Male
Species Human (Martian)
Age 26

Physical Appearance

Height 6’2” (189.2 cm)
Weight 162 lbs. (68.9kg)
Hair Color Black, ringlets easily and frizzy: usually tied back
Eye Color Brown
Physical Description Nir is a nice looking but not classically attractive person. He generally looks friendly and is quick to smile. He’d prefer to blend in with the crowd most of the time. The best word to describe him would be, “inoffensive.” He has kind eyes. Though friendly, Nir is just as much an awkward, shy personality. He’s always seemingly trying to figure out where to put his hands or mitigate his gestures. There is a shyness to him and it’s very common, when alone, for him to appear quite pensive.
Nir speaks with a great deal of hand and arm movements, fluid extensions of words. It’s a common Barsumi quality as they sometimes communicate through nonverbal means. When he smiles, he tends to look like a coy feline, or else he smiles and shows teeth.

Nir’s ethnicity is difficult to nail down because he is the child of ancestors that mixed and mingled even through the last century’s most tumultuous moments. He is swarthy, suggesting a Mediterranean quality, and his hair is quite springy. He usually ties it up in a small knot at the back, but unleashed, he has quite a head of ringleted hair. Nir goes through phases of experimenting with facial hair- though he cannot yet grow a full beard.

Nir’s Barsumi Martian heritage is most obvious in his lanky and somewhat delicate build. He is thin, tall and long limbed, though he is quite core-strong. His build is the product of a hard life in a Barsumi communal greenhouse- he’s known hard, physical labor most of his young life.

Nir usually presents with a less than pristine look, whether subconscious or maybe just more noticeable because of his wild hair: a scuffed boot here, a rumpled sleeve or collar there. To him a uniform is for wearing and to cover up nakedness, not to be some kind of prancing peacock. Growing up he survived primarily in body length robes over pressure sleeve suits (i.e. body wide spandex) so fashion was never a major concern for him. Even today he has a preference for casual, comfortable wear.


Father Kemal Bodhi Giorgiou: In his spare time, Kemal is an Ulama of the Kibris-Anadolu branch of Rumi Sufism, sometimes called Aftah Qalbik (“Open Hearts”). They are the principle founders of the Barsumi movement on Mars. He is not an Imam and doesn’t run a Barsumi Masjid. He enjoys taking part in Darwish prayer services. Kemal is among the ardently anti-technological, bare-bones, Man-Allah-Earth approach of the Barsumi. As a profession, he is a gardener and botanist.
Mother Mere Matene Giorgiou: A cook who helps provide her Barsumi clan with food. Most of her food is Lebanese and Cypriot, seen through a New Zealander cultural lens. Mere is feisty and fun, contrasting her husband’s more pensive religious qualities. She is not religious or part of Aftah Qalbik, being agnostic and quite secular. She is an avid musician. Mere is not a hardcore Barsumi but she came to them wanting to explore that lifestyle. She is welcome among their people.
Sister(s) Ao Giorgiou: An amalgamation of her parents, she is a studious Botanist who works in the greenhouses. She also has an interest in music. Like her mother, she is quite agnostic. Ao is older than Nir by four years and tends to be patronizing of her little brother. There is tension, though familial love as well. In her heart, she enjoys hearing about what he sees and does away from Yeshil Kovan.

Personality & Traits

General Overview From Barsumi social mentality, Nir has pulled that doing an honest and ethical job is its own reward. He is guided by his principles over logic, practicality or emotion. The purity of his intentions is more important than rewards- or punishments. In his heart, he is a very honorable man.

Nir is a deeply spiritual person and that is the backbone of his ethics, but he doesn’t accept the baseless ideologies that technology may be evil. In his heart, Nir is a mediator. He desires calm and harmony and only wants to do what he can to help others realize their full potential. He is an idealist. And though he is shy and reserved, when his voice needs to count, he can make it do so- especially in writing, and storytelling. The badness and the evils of the world take a heavy toll on a person like Nir.

Nir needs to show and to know that the world has value. He finds resilience in the faith that people are inherently good and there is always something worth saving. He is an optimist even if his soul may be crushing under the weight of a post-holocaust reality.

Where Nir fails, is also where his strengths go too far. Sometimes he’s too idealistic. He doesn’t just admire people, but sometimes see an idyllic or idolized version of them. They become “perfect.” He’s also too altruistic. If he were to really sit down and contemplate the near-complete loss of everything, then what is there left to save? There are some people who are beyond saving or helping and he just doesn’t give up on that very easily.

Nir is also impractical. In any normal life, he’d be the hunched over writer who foregoes sleeping and eating enough just so he can see through this one idea; so he can perfect this one notion. But in a war, he is slow to recognize his basic needs. He needs sleep. He needs food. He can’t help fighting a war if he can’t think straight and clearly. Yes, he is able to push himself on, but at what cost?

Finally, Nir is a pretty reserved kid. Things that a lot of people do together- especially faith- he prefers to do in private. He’s never been able to completely give himself over to another human being with total trust. He’s not good at talking about his feelings- and not doing these things makes Nir feel an incomplete person. He feels guilt over it.
Strengths & Weaknesses + Optimistic: Nir is good-natured and kind, and he likes to promote connections, openness and calm.
+ Great in a Crisis: Nir doesn’t panic easily. His ability to be spontaneous and devise practical solutions helps him rein in overly emotional answers. He stays calm and enjoys a little bit of risk.
+ Dedicated and Hardworking: Nir has pulled from life the lesson that doing an honest and ethical job is its own reward. He is guided by his principles over logic, practicality or emotion. The purity of his intentions is more important than rewards- or punishments. In his heart, he is a very honorable man.

- Impractical: Nir’s beautiful imagination and creativity aren’t always rooted in what is attainable. And he can become so wrapped up in what he is creating or the needs of hbis crewmates. He can sometimes forego meals, sleep, socializing to do what is asked of him. He attaches it to morality and doing the right thing.
- Conflict Avoidant: Nir wastes a lot of time trying to make everyone happy, aligning what he can to please as many as possible. Nir is a sensitive person and criticism, especially trenchant and unwarranted criticism, can affect his performance. He can take it too personally.
- Private and Reserved: Nir is private, reserved and self-conscious. INFP personality types are notoriously difficult to get to know. And paradoxically, they feel guilty about not being to offer more of themselves to their friends.
Ambitions Nir’s overarching ambition is the enjoyment of exploring, learning new settings and building from them ideas and plot. He’d like to meet new groups and hear their mythologies so he can build more stories. He hadn’t planned on falling into a war, but stories can come from them as well… Nir just needs to find his center when it comes to telling those kinds of stories. Mystery and intrigue are one thing, but real death and gore is another matter.

Nir has no ambitions for Command, and it’s even questionable if he’d stay in Starfleet for more than ten years, especially if he’s placed on some boring outpost where discovery isn’t in the brief. Nir is a pilot because it is a literal vehicle to fascinating new stories. It gets him around and he appreciates that. Nir doesn’t think of Starfleet in terms of a “career” but as a vehicle for exploration of good stories. You can only write what you know, so they say.

Ironically, Nir is always keenly aware of where home is. And part of his heart, mostly his close-knit family, is always there. He loves them very, very much. He just loves exploring a little more.
Hobbies & Interests Guitar and Music: Nir has always loved the sound of music and has tried to self-teach himself, with limited success. Nir hasn’t had the same amount of practice as his mother. Though Nir doesn’t have any strong musical talent of his own, he enjoys music and dancing. He has an interest in learning how to play acoustic guitar, his mother’s choice of instrument as well.

Darwish, Rumi and Sufism: When Nir was a young boy he found two groups of people alternately to be the most graceful: Rumi Darwishes (what the West calls “Dervishes”) and the vids of Ballerinos in Martian colonies. As a child, Nir was more spiritual and was part of a “unitarian-like,” non-denominational Islamic mosque, one that emerged on Cyprus, and the Turkic, Lebanese and Palestinian coasts during the era of Colonel Green and his “Optimists;” they preached tolerance for the afflicted and tried to protect the postwar victims- mutated or not. They took on Rumi’s practice of dance as way to spread the blessings of Allah and cleanse the world of radiation.

They were also a nonviolent force of civil disobedience to gain Palestinian rights and autonomy in the old Holy Land which pogroms during the Rise of the Augments and World War III saw them removed from.

Nir learned to dance as the Rumi Darwishes did and still sometimes does it as a form of calming and mindfulness. As he got older, Nir put a lot of his spirituality aside but he still falls back on a kernel of it in times of crisis. He does still tend to pray two or three a day and keeps track of where Earth is (and thus, Mecca) so he can face the right direction.

Writing: Nir’s real passion is putting stories to paper (and when he’s got writer’s block, he just folds them into frogs and fish). Nir used to write macabre supernatural stories and mysteries based on Mars and its difficult environment. In a way it keeps his mind open to the unorthodox as he deals with a civilization at war.

Storytelling: Nir's greater desire to tell stories evolved a desire to write; writing didn't turn into oral storytelling. He has the fondest memories of his Uncle sitting them down in the Winter's long nights, telling them tales in the Qu’ran, and other myths.

Piloting: It wasn’t natural to Nir’s upbringing but when he left his Barsumi enclave to explore their world, he picked up an interest almost immediately. The interest grew into a literal vehicle to take him to places with new stories and people to meet. Nir has developed a taste for speed and finesse, even if he tends to seem quite calm and focused during it. It hasn’t made him that popular with other pilots, however: he has the skill but lacks the physical “pilot’s swagger.” Nir began his interest with shuttlecraft but has matured into an interest with piloting larger, capital-scale craft.

Origami: It started off with napkins. Nir just liked to fold them in weird ways. His mother finally handed him some paper and told him to go crazy. To this day, Nir tends to fold paper when he needs a mindless activity.

Botany: Living in an insulated yurt adjacent to a green garden of paradise in a long glass enclosure had its effects. Nir doesn’t have the same training as the Botanists in his family or clan, but he at least appreciates the atmosphere that plants bring to a room. He like to keep plants in his quarters.

Smatterings of Language: The three main languages of the Barsumi have coalesced into a Creole tongue based on Farsi, Turkish and Arabic, with a lot of English, French and Berber loan words. Nir speaks Barsumi Creole fluently, as well as the Martian dialect, a Creole of English, Chinese, Spanish and Hindu (Chinese and English are the dominant roots). He has become conversationally fluent in the emerging “Earth Standard” language.

Personal History Yeshil Kovan: to most of the United Earth community, it is a deeply obscure term, one that U.T. turns into “Green Hive” of a vaguely Turkish origin. To the Barsumi of Mars, it is the ultimate realization of a dream. These people were once the nomadic Sufi, the Bedouin, the Berbers, the caravan-goers that crossed the Sahara from Fes to points along toward Cairo. As the throes of unleashed technological horror killed 600 million Humans in World War III and the ensuing “Optimist” purges under Colonel Green afterward, these people formed the proto-Barsumi movement.

Largely based around a new branch of unitarian-like Islam that sought only togetherness, not tribal, religious or other secular divisions, the Barsumi were an anti-technological, pacifist movement. They demonstrated civil disobedience throughout the post-atomic Muslim world to protect those that Green would have “humanely euthanized” as ethnic cleansing in the post-Atomic Horror. Loosely they were tied to the same kinds of movements that would become like the Irish Neo-Transcendentalists who would leave Earth.

Like the NTM movement, the Barsumi would remove themselves from Earth and adopt only minimal technology to survive. Their destination: the deep, craggy canyons and the labyrinthine honeycomb of Noctis Labyrinthis. There, the Barsumi set up a semi-nomadic lifestylethat taught respect for the Red World, dotted with pockets of lush green paradise. It is a movement that has come into (unarmed) conflict and tension with the Martian settlers who would turn Mars into a verdant world, like a second Earth.

The principle Barsumi settlement is at the crux of where Noctis Labyrinthis joins the deeper Valles Marineris’ central system: it is called Yeshil Kovan and only a few hundred Barsumi exist on the whole of Mars. They have once again become the isolated, nomadic people that occasionally move into the wider settlements for trade and refuel, then disappear back into the swirling sands.

Nir Giorgiou (no relation to the future Philippa Georgiou) is the fourth generation of the Giorgiou family to grow up in the red fesh-fesh of Mars. He is of mixed ancestry (he is primarily Anglo-Maori New Zealander, and a huge mix of different Mediterranean, Persian and Near Eastern people), something that initially did make his clan outsiders among the Barsumi who can be quite insular. Even today many of the inhabitants of Yeshil Kovan are not surprised to learn that Nir “turned techie” and rejoined that outside world. Though they generally do not bear him ill will, it does mark him as somewhat of an “outsider straddling two worlds.” He wasn’t the first to do so, and certainly won’t be the last.

Nir was a happy child who smiled easily, minded his manners and listened to his elders. He wasn’t chatty and he wasn’t obtrusive with his opinions. He prayed five times a day and went to the Masjid. He could sing, dance with the Darwishes and knew the entries of the Green Qu’ran before he could count. Where he showed some unusual early talent was in helping plan the planting of the greenhouses. And he learned the lay of the land and how to fertilize it. Everyone encouraged him to pick up those skills and to eschew the silly, dreamy notions of writing.

Nir’s escapist personality was creative and rich, but seldom meshed with the mystic and religious but ultimately quite practical realities of Barsumi life. As anti-technologists living on a mostly harsh and unforgiving landscape, life was often regimented, disciplined and routine. If it wasn’t work in the greenhouses, it was prayer, attending the Masjid, or family time. It was seldom that Nir got to ride the caravans to the Martian Colonies- that privilege usually went to his older sister. But the few times he got to, it stoked his fascination.

At age 17, when most boys his age are into their first year of apprenticeships around the facility, Nir was filling out applications to attend writing classes at any university that would take him. However, he lacked contacts and the Barsumi system of education wasn’t recognized as public instruction on Earth. ‘

Disheartened, Nir chose to leave the Barsumi commune for the Martian Colonies to see if he could find work. This wasn’t unusual in itself- the Barsumi, like many anti-technological enclaves, would encourage restful young people to spend a year among the tech-oriented. They could return and resume their lives or join that larger community.

Nir fell into piloting almost by accident. He was told by some of the pilots that the Jovian Colonial Militia was looking for prospective flyers, would train them and then grant them Jovian citizenship after five years of service. Nir considered the places he could go, the experiences he could have and write about, as a pilot.

Nir made the leap after talking with his family. They were concerned but supportive. Jupiter was an incredibly dangerous place. But he booked passage after a few failed attempts with some of the freighters in and out of the community. And he headed toward Jupiter Station and Ganymede. A few weeks later he was wearing the uniform of a Colonial Jovian Flyer and undergoing training.

Jupiter is the most dangerous flying space in the solar system. Uranus has tricky gravitation and magnetic field points, but nothing is more dangerous than Jupiter’s mass, radiation, magnetic field and gravity. And it presents challenges to its many moons and small colonies. United Earth and the JCM joint operate Jupiter Station as the major port in the area. Once he graduated their training program and was commissioned, Nir spent his first year in a role not unlike Alaska’s Coast Guard- constantly being vigilant for craft that were waylaid by Jupiter’s weather. It wasn’t his ideal existence, but it was exciting, and it felt like forward momentum.

The United Earth Starfleet came looking for competent Helmsmen and Shuttle Pilots in the first half of 2152. A month before, Enterprise had encountered an alien mine field and suffered heavy damage. The Vulcan High Command was, as usual, critical of Captain Archer and the destabilizing influence of the Human fleet in space. Vulcan and Andor are dancing around one another since P’Jem looking for advantage and Starfleet is beginning to look to outfit its second NX Class.

Nir transferred into Starfleet and awaits orders: he also sets foot for the first time on Mars and Earth (they’re pretty, but…). Nir is assigned to a Delta-class Reliant undergoing a refit after returning from Deneva Colony. Reliant has a brief shakedown going to Vulcan before it is summoned home: Earth has been attacked by an alien weapon and the casualty number is spinning into the millions. Reliant with the rest of the Earth Starfleet spends much of 2153 and in to 2154 holding its breath, though the small Delta-class makes several runs to Alpha Centauri and does reconnaissance work around the fringe of the Delphic Expanse.

By 2155 and the passing of the Xindi threat, Earth’s Starfleet is engaged in a mystery on its frontier that seems to be destabilizing the sector. Reliant returns home for refuel and a minor refit and is on immediate duty when Romulan vessels begin raiding and harrying the colonies and supply routes to Proxima Colony, the Alpha Centauri colonies and Starbase 1. They engaged a Romulan vessel and trade shots but the Romulans withdraw (as they are testing Earth defenses) and the result is inconclusive.

In late 2155, Reliant is one of the first vessels to respond to a Romulan force outside of Sol. They went to investigate why Eris Station had gone quiet and engaged Romulan “warbirds” in the outer Kuiper Belt as a delaying action with several other, older Earth Startfleet ships. Reliant was ultimately heavily damaged with the loss of both nacelles and most of its weapons. The surviving crew scuttled the ship.
Service Record September 2147: Enrolls in the Jovian Colonial Militia Pilot Training Program for prospective citizens.
2147-2148: First Year Cad et
2148-2149: Second Year Cadet.
2149-2150: Third Year Cadet.
2150-2151:Fourth Year Cadet; Graduates from the Jovian Colonial Militia Pilot Training Program.
May 2151-May 2152: Assigned to the Io-Europa Rescue Patrol with occasional long trips on the Titan Run out to Saturn. Their role was primarily to assist smaller craft in trouble with Jupiter’s magnetosphere and Io’s tendency to create ion plasma storms, amplified by Jupiter’s space weather.
May 2152-2155: Transfers to Starfleet. Commissioned as Ensign and assigned as a Relief Helmsman of the Reliant, NV-11, a Delta-class Starship (commissioned in 2144).
December 2155: Reliant is critically damaged and scuttled at the Battle of Sol. Nir is among seventeen survivors and pilots one of the two shuttles escaping along with a few lifeboats.