Jonathan Mazanov

**Jonathan Mazanov** is a xenophysician and part of the Council Recovery Corps.

## Biography

Jonathan has always had a childlike attitude. His younger years were filled with joyous moments with friends and family and whenever there was a dull moment, he was sure to fill it up with his own procured bright merriments. Jonathan was born to James Mazanov and Lynn Herring in Chicago, Illinois on the 13th of May, 2166. His father worked in Construction Management for his own company on Earth, specialising in building commercial and residential areas, while his mother is a surgeon on the Citadel for Huerta Memorial Hospital.

Thanks to his parents, Jonathan’s teenage years were spent putting his head into his books and jumping back and forth between Earth and the Citadel. His parents primarily lived on the Citadel, but his father’s occupation often made him leave for Earth for several months, sometimes longer. Though they were apart sometimes, Jonathan made trips to Earth to visit his father.

Even though Jon’s parents were strict on making him focus on his studies, they wanted him to have the freedom of choosing what he wanted to do. Now freshly graduated from Liumra Medical at the age of 24, graduating from undergrad and his MD studies. Mazanov went into an internship with ExoGeni Corporation as a Junior Medical Xenophysician. Jonathan volunteered himself to be sent onto the world of Lymetis, a small Asari mining colony. However, it was devilishly isolated from the rest of the galaxy with nothing to do and a quickly acquired desire to get off-world. To him, it felt grounded, doing the same work over and over again, patching up a sprained ankle from a fall that a worker had managed while in the mines or treating a general illness around the station. It was just the same old, same old. Yet, It was only supposed to be a short mission of 6 months, but it was cut down to two before Jonathan was transferred back over to the Citadel for Emergency Attendance.

The Reaper War had just broken loose and the casualties were building up into the billions. Jonathan was stationed in Huerta Memorial with the task of overseeing emergency patients who have been rushed to the hospital straight from the port. The young doctor was assigned to treating as many people as he could, and even though he was told not to, he practically ran on 24-hour shifts for the first short while. He found himself acquainted with the cold, sterile floor - surrendering to its icy touch as he lifelessly slid down onto his back after treating a turian, who lost his arm in battle with the reapers. His efforts at the hospital didn’t go unnoticed as patients and coworkers started to dub him as ‘The Young Doctor’.

At the time, there was too much to lose on the Citadel, he couldn’t leave, especially when he was needed. But, as the months started to roll in, more patients arrived from other worlds like Thessia and Illium and more medical supplies were being eaten up, they weren’t going to last much longer. They had already run out of analgesics, meaning patients had to go through the pain or be knocked out entirely in order to operate on them. To Jonathan, the only way to get more supplies was through the black market, or to cut a deal with a mercenary group.

Through some risky contacts, he was able to get in touch with the group known as the Blue Suns, a mercenary gang straight out of Omega - now stationed on the Citadel. He got into contact with the mercenary Captain, Reavia ‘Reave’ Veritis - a turian who promised Jonathan that she could get him whatever he wanted, only if they can strike a deal on her own turf. He couldn’t pass this up. He now had an arranged meeting in the lower levels of the Tayseri Ward with the Devil, herself.

Yet, he could not go alone. If he did, it was likely they would kill him if he suddenly backed out. The doctor went to Citadel Security with his issue, meeting with Detective Zurlin Mau. An old foul-mannered perfectionist of a salarian detective who had agreed to work with Jonathan. Their relationship was iffy at best with the detective giving Jonathan a snarky attitude and a strict set of rules that had to be followed in order for their plan to go off. Mau’s goal was to subdue the Merc Captain if possible and weaken Blue Suns control over the Tayseri Ward and using Jonathan was a step further to actually doing that. Reavia Veritis had been a pain in his ass when she moved into the Tayseri Ward and she had it under her thumb using drug trafficking and various other crimes.

Jonathan was to wear a thin wire that is implanted within his shirt and an earpiece - with a direct line to Mau - to the deal and retrieve information of where the medical supplies were. The only thing he had to do was to go the meeting and do everything they say. Zurlin reassured him with the team of snipers that will posted around the Target Area, well within Blue Suns territory. Jonathan was to meet with one of the Blue Suns at a cafe called ‘Topped Off’ and from there, he would be taken to Reave.

On the day of the meeting, the doctor met with a subordinate of Reave’s at the cafe, whom led him out the back and took him through the crowded parts of the district. The streets were in disarray, looters took advantage of the riot that had started only a few hours ago with C-Sec already busting down more of the rowdier parts of the district. It was chaos until they reached an apartment complex. There were gunmen every corner and barricades every block. A good sign that it was Blue Suns territory. The majority of it was run-down, parts of it falling down with wall panels barely hanging on or they were entirely torn off, exposing the innards of the walls. Wires went off in sparks in the distance, lighting up the dimmer parts of the complex. Before long, they eventually came to a door.

Reave had been waiting, she gave the doctor a leering, judging look as he came in. They knew his demands, but he did not know theirs. Everything was straight to the point and Reave told the doctor what they wanted. If he wanted the medical supplies from the Blue Suns, he would have to give her the database of patients in the Huerta Memorial Hospital and an electronic ID to allow them access through the staff only areas. When the young human asked the turian who they were looking for, but he got no answer. Jonathan’s first thought was that he could leave them to their business, but his consciousness was telling him otherwise. He had to cut the deal, it wasn’t worth it.

Reluctantly, Jonathan agreed with Zurlin in his ear urging him to do the deal as a vile smile crept along Reave’s mouth. Snapping her talons to one of her men, he walked over and handed Jonathan a piece of physical paper with a code on it, “0623”. Reave was smarter than to flat out give him the location and told him that the Blue Suns will anonymously donate medical supplies for the hospital in a few weeks in exchange for his hospital ID and database. Another Blue Sun merc burst through the door, his face hardened as he struggled to deliver news to the Captain at the end of his rope. A rival gang had broken into Blue Suns turf and were quickly decimating the local area. Reave immediately dove into action, ordering men to hold back the assault. The hurried mercs practically tripped over themselves as they picked up their weapons and rushed towards the muffled gunfire in the background.

The apartment emptied itself of bodies until only Jonathan, Reave and a handful of her men were left. With Mau still in his ear, the detective kept urging him to confront Reave about the piece of paper, to ask what exactly was the code for or if he could get the location of the supplies. Jonathan was afraid, but he had to play along with Mau’s game plan for now. So, he goaded about the code and medical supplies, insisting that Huerta needed the medicals immediately or he’d cut off the deal. In that moment, she rose from her seat and got up close with the young doctor, reminding him of where exactly he stood in their ordeal.

The situation went from bad to worse, with Jonathan pissing off Reave with the bombardment of questions. She quickly pulled her gun and pointed the barrel into Jonathan’s face. With the condition she’s currently faced with, deciding that he wasn’t worth their time wasn’t hard for her, Reave wanted him gone for good.

Just as the turian captain was about to pull the trigger, a sniper shot whizzed through the window of the apartment and hits her in the shoulder, spinning her hard down into the floor. The whole room ducked for cover and Jonathan made for her gun. Her hand still kind of clasped around it, it wasn’t hard to tug it out of her hands and aim it right towards her. The life he was bound to take, however, was a little harder. Reave reacted, jumping right towards him in a last ditch effort to stop him. Jonathan never really intended to shoot, but her lunge made him. Her body was flung back and her blood splattered just behind her. All he could do now was run.

With Reave’s men hot on his tail, Jonathan ran through numerous corridors and streets, trying to blend in with the crowd. They were out to get him and if he slowed down, even to catch his breath, they’d catch him. He had no idea where he was going, as the lefts and rights he was taking were on the whim. The raging battle between the rival gang and the Blue Suns roared in the background until it got louder. And louder. Until eventually, Jonathan got grabbed to the side. A black tarp thrown over the top of him and suddenly, it was dark. All he was left with was the noise of gunfire from the battle and the group of passing mercenaries that were chasing after him. It grew relatively quieter before the tarp was thrown away and his saviour revealed himself.

Wes, the Lt. Detective that was working with Mau on their Reave case. He was kind and listened to his case back at the C-Sec Headquarters when Jonathan was looking for help, the polar opposite of Mau. Now, here he was. Rescuing him.

With Wes’ tactical prowess, Jonathan felt more relieved. Like he was actually going to live rather than die in the wards of the citadel. They took a detour through partially destroyed stores and buildings, watching out for the Blue Suns that were currently out to get Jonathan and any Mercenaries from the gang uprising against the Blue Suns. Meeting any of the two would be equally bad. Wes had only his pistol at his side and Jonathan had nothing, even if he had a gun, he’d probably be of no use.

As they slipped through the cracks of the battle of the wards, Wes eventually got Jonathan back to safety and straight home in the Kilhoi Ward, Jonathan’s home.

After that, Jonathan was forbidden to go back to Huerta out of fear of retaliation and he was even moved into a new home under witness protection with a temporary new name (which he hated), Henry Forenger. This continued for weeks on end until Wes got back to him, suggesting to join the CRC as a means for new work and as further protection from the Blue Suns. He told Jonathan about how people like him were needed at CRC.

Doctors don’t come around often.

## Personality

Just like his patients, Jonathan will treat you with kindness and respect in most, if not all situations you find yourself in. His upbringing with his mother on the Citadel have taught him to be open-minded when it came to the hyper multicultural society that was on the station, so since he was a child, he has never judged a book by its cover. Finding it easy to make new friends anywhere he goes be it in a bar, the local store or at work, people can’t help but find him charming.

Even his childlike tendencies often make him the center of the room, whether that be in a good way or a bad way. His attitude keeps him on the move and never in one place, often finding himself exploring new environments rather than sitting down, or calling someone over for a drink and a few games. He cannot physically sit down in one place for too long before getting incredibly bored.

## Physical Description

Jonathan is a classy individual, wearing formal wear like cardigans and long-sleeved shirts underneath in casual environments. Keeping his clothes neatly pressed for casual outings and any given event. On his more professional side, his medical duties see him in clean white doctor’s coat and surgical smock. As for combat, he wears standard RIFT armour with a medical badge and bag slung over his shoulder.

His eyes are a warm grey, thoughtful and observant. Jonathan’s long straightened (naturally curly) brown hair is tied up into a bun when working in a medical setting and is let loose off the job. At a height of 5’ 6”, he would be considered short in among human men. He has smooth perfect skin thanks to his obsession over cleanliness.

Whenever he gets nervous, he often scratches the back of his neck in social gatherings whenever the attention is focused on him solely. During his professional work, he likes to talk with his patients to make them feel more at ease. He likes to play with his hair. Jonathan can’t sit still so he fidgets with whatever he can get his hands on.

### Armament

* Neural Shock
* Incinerate
* Cryo Blast
* Overload