Ensign Elegy Nascimento
Name Elegy Nascimento
Position Chief Science Officer
Rank Ensign
Character Information
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Human | |
| Age | 34 |
Physical Appearance
| Height | 185 cm | |
| Weight | 77 kg | |
| Hair Color | Black | |
| Eye Color | Sapphire blue | |
| Physical Description | Between the sharp jawline and the tapered nose that flares at the nostrils, Elegy has aquiline facial features that are only softened by a wicked curl to his lips and a smile behind his sapphire eyes that you can feel in your reproductive organs. Naturally hirsute, Elegy has prominent eyebrows, black hair and a trimmed beard to avoid a 5 o'clock shadow. His muscle tone varies from month to month, depending on his mood and his particular assignments. Elegy maintains a healthy level of physical fitness through frequent physical activity -- usually climbing service tubes, catwalks or swimming, if he can. He has little patience for calisthenics or weight training. The notion of going to a room designated for fitness is foreign to him. Instead, he believes in living a life that embraces frequent activity. He goes through phases where he eats and exercises enough to pack ropey muscle onto his frame. Other times, he loses interest, and he leans right down, more like a casual jogger. Elegy's mother has described him as tall, lanky, and yet oddly graceful. She likes it when he grows his hair long enough for it to curl. Elegy's husband has described his body as being designed by Frank Miller: all hard angles and corners, except for his big, soulful eyes. And his pout. If you look closely, you can see the mechanisms of Elegy's cochlear implants in his ears that enable him partial hearing ability. Sometimes, if he's tired or in noisy compartments, Elegy will wear eyewear that offer a speech-to-text display on the glass. |
Family
| Spouse | Paulo Reiko | |
| Father | Fortunato Nascimento | |
| Mother | Fukumi Nascimento | |
| Brother(s) | Kellin Nascimento |
Personality & Traits
| General Overview | There's a fire in Elegy's heart and a stubbornness about him. He doesn't lack for clarity; he always knows what's in his own heart, but that leaves him with blinders for the rest of the universe. He can be a bit of a trailblazer; he's not one to follow a crowd, nor even to be aware of where the crowd is going or what the crowd looks like. He never knows what music or fashion is popular. Independence is probably one of his defining features; his parents saw it from birth, and it explains every other part of him. That independence is fuelled by impulsiveness and a quick wit that keeps him moving in the right direction, no matter what he faces. Elegy can be a dreamer, but there's no flights of fancy in what he desires. Achieving his desires is the only option for him; second place is never good enough. Elegy is also a sensual person, right down to his bones. In his work, he understands the need for detached observation. In his personal life, he continues his need for observation, but he includes a component of physicality. Sight, sound, smell, taste, touch; the wondrous varieties of people, places and things in a single room are always enough to keep him entertained for hours. Elegy is particularly tactile; the feel of things are important to him. |
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| Strengths & Weaknesses | + Technical skill with the ways and means of Starfleet science + Pattern-recognition + An ability to communicate himself genuinely; even when people don’t understand him, they can still see him - A sense of entitlement, that his life should be easy, that he should always succeed - Impatience - “Street sense” regarding life outside the structure of Starfleet - Piloting; he’s got no wings - Pacifist in Starfleet; barely passed his self-defence courses Elegy's certainty and vision has always made him magnetic to others. His beliefs are distilled and absolute, it makes you wish your own conviction were even half as strong. Elegy has to be all-in about everything he does. If he's not completely committed to something, it might as well not exist to him. He can't find the energy to bother to do anything halfway. Belief and commitment come easily to him; he falls in love at first sight on the regular. He values honesty in others, and he will cut you off if you betray him. Elegy is fortunate there are ineffable qualities to him that draw people in, because he can be frank to the point of rudeness and he's competitive about the stupidest little things. He has to win, and he usually does. Elegy has a fiery temper, and it's always honest. He is never passive aggressive; if you wrong him, he will be direct in his retribution. In other avenues of his life, he isn't always quite as honest as he desires from others. He often can't hear or conceive of perspectives that don't align with his own; at least not until he's had time to sleep on it and process the information, and even then... He believes anything can be achieved through will, and nothing else matters. |
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| Ambitions | To write a song that will make you cry. | |
| Hobbies & Interests | xeno-massage techniques, yoga, various piano-like, guitar-like and flute-like instruments, botany, chatting up strangers, Anthropology & Archaeology, Astrophysics, Computer Science, Geology |
| Personal History | By the time Elegy's calling as a musical composer revealed itself to his parents, they never could have imagined his eventual seduction to the musica universalis -- the orbital resonance of astronomical objects. Elegy Nascimento was born to an artist-in-residence at the Kohan Commune in Heliopolis City on Vega Colony. Elegy's mother, Fukumi, insisted on a stable family home --nestled in Vega's art commune-- for Elegy and his older brother. This meant Elegy's father, Fortunato, was often a fly-by parent, given his travels for the United Earth Diplomatic Corps. There were always Starfleet Officers orbiting around Fortunato, but they remained in Elegy's peripheral vision for most of his childhood. By Elegy's estimation, Starfleet was all bold commanders and wary security officers. Elegy was born deaf and he learned to communicate through lipreading and United Earth Sign Language with his family and his neighbours. It was only after he was fitted with a cochlear implant that he began playing too-loud music at all hours, whether he was deep in his home schooling studies or deep asleep. He collected what few battered and gently used instruments he could get his hands on, given the remoteness of Vega Colony, and he taught himself to play each of them obsessively. In his community, it became an expectation that Elegy would become a singer or a composer or a curator of musical art installations. That expectation festered with him, driven by dark perfectionism. Elegy only left the comfort of home to complete a Bachelors degree in musical arts at Kwantlen University, in Canada on Earth. All his adolescence, Elegy wrote his own music prolifically, but he found himself stumped. Everything he had composed, everything he was motivated to write, it all had the stench of derivation. His studies of music history proved what he'd always feared: nothing he composed sounded original. After university, Elegy expected himself capable of writing a musical. Something manageable, with a small cast and big heart, that he could produce in Vancouver or back on Vega Colony. But he didn't. He procrastinated. He stared at blank screens, at blank paper, at blank canvas, and he didn't know what to write about. He couldn't even start. After week after unproductive weeks went by, he feared that he would never write even a bagatelle or an advertisement jingle. His indecision spread to every part of him. He couldn't decide where to go next. He was struck dumb with abulia. That inability to make a decision compacted exponentially, and it got to the point where he couldn't decide whether to take the stairs or the elevator. He couldn't leave his apartment and couldn't decide what to eat for breakfast. Before he starved to death, he made one decision. Just one. To save himself, he stripped away his agency all together. He gave himself over to a lifestyle that would tell him what to do and would tell him where to go. Elegy recognized, in himself, that he had lived a sheltered life of privilege. He had been afforded the freedom of art for art's own sake. He questioned if he had lived enough to know anything strongly enough to write about it. He needed to go boldly. Elegy applied to the Starfleet Training Command. Naively, bombastically, Elegy supposed they needed musicians in space. He surrendered to destiny. |
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| Service Record | Having tested well in mathematics and sciences during his home schooling and higher education, Cadet Elegy Nascimento stuck with what he knew. He'd always assumed Starfleet was big engines and big guns; he had no idea Starfleet could be about people too. He gravitated towards the Science division at the Academy, and majored in the Science of Systems. Elegy studied the galactic theories of interconnectedness within every imaginable kind of system. Systems Sciences equally explored the delicate operation of computer systems, the cultural systems that people create, the ecological systems that evolve upon planets, and the solar systems in which they all existed. Amid hedonistic distractions in four years of Starfleet Training life, Elegy was often distracted from his studies by his classmates in their infinite diversity, and Elegy graduated somewhere in the middle of his class. Music remained his passion, more than his studies, and he found plenty of inspiration to write a few love songs. As a result of his acceptable (if not stellar) grades, he was not awarded a posting aboard a starship. Deeply spurned by his assignment to Jupiter Station, Ensign Elegy Nascimento curated his life into a precision instrument. He regretted the messy way he had blundered through the Academy. Elegy held onto the people and things that were important to him, and he ignore the rest with blinders on. He developed select relationships with other inhabitants of the sleepy outpost, but his focus remained entangled with abstract concepts and ideals. His every goal was discovery. His only opportunity to seek out newness was when starships became overburdened with too many samples of scientific interest, and deposited their trinkets among the greater resources of the space station. While Elegy was still an Ensign, he was a member of an Archaeology & Anthropology team studying Ma-aira Thenn relics. For a brief time, Elegy was considered to be an expert on the Ma-aira Thenn, because he managed to open an ancient puzzle box containing engraved data tablets. The research hadn't entirely been his own, but it had been a glint of brilliance on Elegy's part that had unlocked the box. All the while, Elegy insisted that his muse had been Paulo Reiko, one of the chefs on Jupiter Station. Despite the simplicity of the recipe, Elegy has been quoted as saying that Paulo's cacio e pepe "tastes like discovery". They served that dish at their wedding. It proved to be a struggle, for Elegy, to perform anything more impressive than his lucky deductive leap with the Ma-aira Thenn relic. He served his department with focus, but some of his energy was wasted in his desire for greatness. When Paulo was diagnosed with Rushton infection, Elegy began to spiral out. His work suffered. At first, Elegy attempted to split his time between his work and tending to Paulo. During the worst of it, Elegy took a sabbatical from Starfleet. During his sabbatical, Elegy authored a peer-reviewed journal article entitled A study of parametric versus non-parametric methods for Ma-aira Thenn paleohabitat simulations and he co-authored an article titled Could peridotite hydration reactions have provided a contributory driving force for uplift and accelerated subsidence along the margins of Caldonia's Trondelag and Osenvik Sea? When Paulo's condition stabilized, Elegy returned to active duty and was assigned to the starship Valiant. He felt rusty and out of place, at first, and that feeling was all-consuming. Fearing that his career was stalled, that he had fallen behind his peers -- that he would never produce anything of greater value than when he opened a damn box as an ensign -- Elegy continued to better himself as a generalist science officer. He'd never dreamed that he would become a career-engisn and so he shifted his focus. His career became about self-expansion. He volunteered for projects in fields he knew little about. While he couched his shifting focus in an effort of self-betterment, he was searching for the field that would best suit him. He started small, leading a study of Chulan soil samples, and another to assemble star charts for the Thracian system. However, it was his original expertise in anthropology that lead to Elegy being selected for service aboard the starship Atlantis in its mission to establish diplomatic relations with the Xindi. 2138 - 2142: Kwantlen University Student of Musical Arts 2142 - 2143: “Gentleman of leisure” 2143 - 2147: Starfleet Training Command Science Cadet 2147 - 2151: Jupiter Station Archaeology & Anthropology Officer 2151 - 2153: Vega Colony Starfleet sabbatical 2153 - 2154: Starship Valiant Science Officer 2154 - 2155: NX-05 Atlantis Science Officer 2155 - Present: NX-05 Atlantis Chief Science Officer |