Blair Levedeva

Name: Blair Levedeva
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Favorite Dish: Strawberry **Shortcake
Titles: Medic Assistant✦
Blair joined the pony express after having a traumatized event happen in her life.
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Backstory – Life on Earth
Before the Pony Express, Blair lived in a city that never quite felt like home. Her world revolved around long hospital shifts, textbooks, and late-night study sessions. As a part-time nurse and medical intern, she was working relentlessly to pass through the rigors of med school. Beneath the surface of her promising future, however, was a private nightmare.She had spent nearly a decade with her high school sweetheart—a relationship that had once been a source of comfort and stability. But as the years passed, what once felt like love began to twist into something toxic. Her husband grew possessive and emotionally volatile, unable to support her ambitions. Arguments became routine. Accusations, manipulations. When her husband started to sabotage her studies and isolate her from friends and mentors, Blair buried herself in work, trying to convince herself it would get better. It didn’t.Then one night, everything changed.The fight escalated fast—faster than ever before. There was screaming, shoving, and something in Blair broke. This time, she didn’t run. She fought back. When it was over, she was left bleeding and terrified, her partner lying still on the floor. The police found her not long after, curled into herself, sobbing, covered in bruises and blood. The court deemed it self-defense, but no ruling could erase the trauma.During her stay at the hospital—ribs cracked, hand fractured, and spirit shaken—Blair met Anya, a bright and awkward medical student shadowing staff for a few weeks. What started as brief, polite conversations turned into extended check-ins. Anya would linger, even after her hours were up. She’d bring Blair little things: snacks, crossword puzzles, stories about failed exams and the petty drama in her classes. It was the first time Blair had laughed in weeks.Their bond deepened slowly, and when Blair was well enough to start walking again, Anya offered her more than just emotional support. She gave her an out.Anya told her about the Pony Express, a specialized off-planet medical program offering staff a contract that included room, board, and good pay. “It’s temporary. You don’t have to stay forever,” she said. “But it’s somewhere else. Somewhere new.”Blair didn’t hesitate. She didn’t have anyone waiting for her anymore, and the idea of a clean slate—especially one with Anya—was too good to pass up.
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Life Aboard the Pony Express – Pre-Crash
Working aboard the Pony Express felt like breathing fresh air for the first time in years. For the first time in a long while, Blair wasn’t looking over her shoulder. She could focus on her work and on healing.Though she was still new—barely a year into the contract—Blair had adapted quickly. Her official duties aligned with Anya’s: treating injured crew, maintaining medical inventory, running diagnostics, and monitoring vitals. On quieter days, the med bay would echo with the sound of Anya’s frustrated groans as they went over practice questions together, Blair coaching her through retakes and drills.Their shared quarters in the medical wing became a sanctuary. Blair decorated her bunk with little postcards and stashed away a growing collection of books and games gifted by crewmates. There was peace in the routine: tending to small injuries, updating logs, sharing meals, watching the stars drift by through the fake sky windows.Though she kept a measured distance from most of the crew at first, over time, Blair opened up. She began to laugh more. Joke around. Play cards. She even agreed to attend Curly’s holiday party—something she would’ve avoided entirely just months earlier.She wasn’t completely healed, but she was building something again. Something that looked like a future.
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Post Crash – Life in Isolation
Two Months In:
The crash shattered everything.There had been no warning. No system alerts. Just chaos. Blair remembered the feeling of being ripped from sleep and slammed into a wall as gravity failed. She remembered blood. Screams. The sound of the hull groaning as metal tore apart.When the dust settled, she survived. And now there was no hospital. No safety net. Just survival.Jimmy quickly began asserting control, and Blair’s instincts screamed at her to stay cautious. His explanations for the crash didn’t sit right with her, and she flat-out refused to believe Curly—gentle, level-headed Curly—had sabotaged the ship. She stayed close to him, her presence keeping him grounded while the others picked sides.Blair moved herself and Anya into the med bay, turning it into a semi-permanent shelter. She rarely slept, plagued by nightmares and Jimmy’s growing instability. But she stayed alert, protective, determined. She knew what violence looked like. She knew how it grew.When Swansea began speaking about saving the cryopod for Daisuke, Blair agreed without hesitation. If anyone deserved a shot at living, it was him. A kid with his whole life ahead of him.
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Five Months In:
Everything fell apart.Daisuke and Anya were both dead—killed indirectly by Jimmy’s increasingly erratic decisions. He thought he could fix everything, patch the ship, bring salvation. But all he did was dig the grave deeper.Blair finally snapped.The confrontation was explosive. She screamed, she cursed, she demanded answers. Jimmy responded with violence. A gunshot tore through her lower abdomen, knocking her to the ground. She dragged herself back to the med bay—no supplies, no kits left that could help her. Not anymore.She made her decision.Curled up beside the bodies of Curly and Anya, Blair took her remaining sleeping pills and waited. As she drifted, she whispered apologies to Curly, voice shaking with grief. "You didn’t fail," she told him. "You were human. That was enough."And then there was silence.
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Relationships:
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Swansea (Mid-50s):
Gruff and quiet, but fair. Blair saw Swansea as a reluctant father figure. Though neither of them spoke openly about it, their dynamic often mirrored that of a parent and grown daughter. He never coddled her—only offered blunt truth and quiet reassurance. Blair respected him deeply, and his trust meant more to her than she let on.
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Curly (40s):
There was a warmth to Curly that Blair gravitated toward. He never pushed, never pried, just offered presence. They shared long talks during late-night shifts and more silence than most could stand. His patience made her feel safe. One Christmas, after learning she hadn’t seen her family in years, he invited her to his family dinner via holo-call. She never forgot that. Over time, Blair came to love him—not romantically, but deeply. He was a lighthouse when she needed one.
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Anya (30s):
Anya was everything Blair needed: bright, flawed, stubborn, and loyal. Their bond began in a hospital bed and evolved into something life-saving. Blair taught her medicine; Anya taught her how to live again. They were partners in every sense—until the end. Losing Anya broke Blair’s resolve. Without her, there was no future to keep fighting for.
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Daisuke (Early 20s):
Young, eager, and a little chaotic, Daisuke reminded Blair of the little brother she never had. He looked up to her, constantly sharing his newest games or asking about medical facts like she had all the answers. They would sneak in gaming sessions or debates before anyone noticed. Protecting Daisuke felt like purpose. His death felt like failure.
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Jimmy (40s):
Blair never trusted Jimmy. Something about his bravado and dismissiveness put her on edge. She kept interactions polite but clipped, always cautious. After the crash, her suspicions turned to hatred. As his control grew, so did her anger. When he took Anya and Daisuke from her, Blair no longer saw a flawed man. She saw a threat—and one she couldn’t forgive.After the incident with Anya, she had a sheer burning hate for Jimmy.
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Miscellaneous Info
✦ Has a quiet intensity. She’s not naturally loud, but when she speaks, people listen.✦ Struggles with expressing gratitude verbally—more of an “acts of service” type.✦ Represses emotions until she snaps—then breaks down alone.✦ Sleeps in odd positions, like curled into a corner or at the foot of the bed—leftover habits from recovery and hypervigilance.✦ Collects hospital pens—never on purpose. They just appear in her pocket.✦ Drinks coffee like it’s a survival mechanism.✦ Tea after midnight. Anya introduced her to chamomile with honey—it stuck.✦ Dislikes being touched unexpectedly. Especially around her ribs or shoulders.✦ Celebrations that feel forced, She’d rather have small, quiet moments with close friends.✦ During her first panic attack on board, Curly sat beside her without speaking—just passed her his thermos and waited. It became a silent ritual afterward.✦ Anya once called Jimmy “a parasite with boots.” Blair didn’t correct her.✦ Anya doodled on Blair’s med charts when she was bored. Blair pretended to be annoyed, but she saved the pages anyway.✦ Game night rules were: Daisuke and Blair on one team, Anya and Curly on the other. Jimmy was banned after flipping the board once.