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Starfleet Career Summary:
prior – Science officer under Adm. Paris on the U.S.S. Al-Batani, Arias mission.
2371 – Given command of U.S.S. Voyager, new Intrepid-class starship. Ship disappeared in Badlands during mission to pursue Maquis ship.
2374 – Re-established contact with Starfleet via alien relay station, reporting that Voyager is stranded in Delta Quadrant and most of crew is still alive.
2378 – Commanded Voyager back to Earth by way of Borg transwarp conduit. Promoted to Admiral shortly thereafter.
Bio-Psychological Profile: Report of Starfleet
Medical/Counselor's Office
Janeway is a tough captain who is not afraid to take chances, while her
intelligence, thoughtfulness, dedication and diplomacy have earned her
respect and recognition as one of the best in Starfleet. Her talents in
engineering and science allow her hands-on expertise, if necessary; as
such she has shown a tendency to defy the Starfleet protocol against
beam-down of commanding officers into unsecured away team missions. She
prefers to be addressed as "Captain" rather than either the gender-based
"sir" or "ma'am." Aside from math and the sciences, her studies have
included chromo-linguistics, American Sign Language, and the gestural
idioms of the Leyron.
This subject's penchant for the scientific method and clear-cut choices
has given her a healthy dose of skepticism, which usually provides a
command asset in dealing with new situations. Her preference for
difficult studies is self-traced back to childhood, when she would
prefer that to outdoor play. Since then, she has indicated no pleasure in
outdoor camping, hiking, or cooking.
For relaxation, Janeway enjoys role-playing and recreation in Holodeck
programs, such as Gothic novels, skiing and sailing. In her youth in
rural agricultural Indiana, she played tennis, and at age 12 walked back
from a match she lost for 7 km in a thunderstorm; however, she has not
played the game regularly since 2354. As a child, she also studied beginning ballet and performed
the "Dying Swan" at age 6, but in all her activities — many of them
pushed by her parents, such as gardening — she never studied a musical
instrument. She has often ascribed this situation to her sister being
the artist of the family.
The subject reports one severe depression in life, when her father died
under the polar ice cap on Tau Ceti Prime in the mid 2350s. She stayed
bedridden with grief until her sister finally coerced her into accepting
the fact and moving on, literally dragging Janeway out of bed. The
captain has credited her father with forcing her to learn her own
lessons and not shielding her from life.
In 2371, Janeway gambled on giving troubled Starfleet renegade Tom Paris
a reprieve from his Rehabilitation Settlement in New Zealand by tapping
him as a scout for a search-and-rescue mission of her security chief
gone undercover aboard a Maquis vessel. However, contact with her new
ship, the U.S.S. Voyager, was lost after SD 48307.5 and all hands were
presumed lost.
File Update: Delta Quadrant Addendum
Report by Cmdr. Chakotay, First Officer, U.S.S. Voyager
As with all captains through the ages, Janeway looks to her crew like a
flock of sheep, but being thrown into the Delta Quadrant and being
utterly cut off from home has intensified that burden to levels few
commanders may have endured. The loneliness has also led her to relax at
times the separation that commanders usually impose upon themselves
purely to maintain the "respectful distance" — such as an occasional
Sandrine's Bar pool game on the Holodeck.
Her Starfleet training and the graciousness and grit obviously instilled
in her upbringing are to blame and to credit for the situation her ship
is in: following the Prime Directive to the letter, even if it means
stranding oneself 70 years from home, and melding a crew of Maquis and
other non-regulation members into an effective force and family that can
live as well as merely survive.
Although we have our differences, my respect and admiration for her grow
with each day. I appreciate her gamble in my suggestion to select
B'Elanna Torres as chief engineer, while we all now know her instincts
were correct when she originally opposed my desire to enter alliances
with the Kazon or Trabe. We see eye-to-eye on numerous issues,
especially a healthy respect for life and other cultures no matter what
shape or form, and I cannot fault her on the handling of our encounter
with the suicidal Q and his Q pursuer.
She has not only refrained from creating a shipboard fraternization
policy but feels eventually the crew will pair off anyway — except for
her. I can sense the captain yet fears to "give up" and fully separate
emotionally from her fiancee, Mark. Her trusted Tuvok's disobeyal of
direct orders on the grounds of logic when it seemed to help our trek
home clearly hit home as well, though overall she takes confidence in
the strength of her people.
Amelia Earhart was a personal heroine, so meeting her on the '37s planet
was an indescribable event — as was the gratification that not one of
the combined Maquis-Starfleet crew chose to stay behind on the
human colony.
Personnel Medical File, EMH Acting CMO:
SD 50500
While amazed at her durability and courage, I must go on record after over
two years with my concern at the captain's bent toward constantly
putting her personal security at risk. I trust it will not be her
undoing, and this ship's.
While my confidence in her mental state has not wavered, I am pleased
she has taken my shipwide advice to pursue arts and recreation forms as
a diversion to our long journey. The captain has returned to tennis
after 19 years, taken up watercolors, and even shared a childhood ballet
with the ship on talent night.
DQ Addendum, Cmdr. Chakotay
SD 50525
The captain would never admit it, but for the record I would note her
action beyond the call of duty in almost single-handedly saving this
ship from the strain of macrovirus that nearly killed its crew. The
captain also amazed me by offering to sacrifice her life to save Kes on
Nichristi, even though its spiritualism was a puzzle to her, and her
strength of will was never stronger than when defeating what I would
call a life entity succubus.
As our journey grows I cannot help but grow in respect and affection for
our captain, stirred on by our short-lived planetary abandonment before
our viral infection could be cured. Thanks to that incident, I have every
confidence that Kathryn Janeway will see us through our predicament with
high spirits in, dare I say it, the best Starfleet tradition.
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