The 40-year-old pilot of the cargo ship carries a strong French Canadian accent and throws in a bit of vulgar Quebecois language when the situation calls for it.
Jean-Baptiste is a frequent target of MCS patrols, his cargo ships regularly in the crosshairs. But it's hard to keep a good man down.
Jean-Baptist is actually a clone, replicated as the captain of the multiple ships that make up his lucrative network. "The Captain" was a TCID experiment in creating self-reliance for long hauls between The Dot and the mother ships (outoutsol) that failed pretty spectacularly. The result is an incredibly adept, wildly uncontrollably independent, pretty sucky employee - and a vengeful thorn in the side of TCID.
The Captains have banded together to create a smuggling operation, picking up ore from indies like Bear City and Face Base and selling it to the non-TCID multicorps at insane profits. Since they're clones, you never know who you're talking to, unless you keep track of the numbers tattooed on their heads.
This ultra-independent, badass smuggler is the king of getting pirated ore where it needs to go, with a thousand ways of avoiding any 'corporate entanglements.' He's broad and gregarious and is the life of the party when he does an overnight at Bear City, with a million stories and a wink for the ladies. He's often charming, and sometimes unpredictably violent. MCS knows there's a certain etiquette in firing at Jean Baptiste's freighters: come heavy, shoot to kill, and don't get caught.
This is Clam to Captain Jean-Baptiste Brunet: Stand down
CAPTAIN JEAN-BAPTISTE BRUNET
with a smile: "that's a fancy french way of saying "Thank you bow-coo."