12 January 2013 @ 07:53 pm
This is Captain Dylan Hunt, with an announcement and a question.

First the announcement. Cato has fallen into a coma. I'll be watching out for him, but I'm sure he'd appreciate well wishes for a speedy recovery. [Actually, he's not sure Cato would appreciate that, but he's gonna ask for well wishes on Cato's behalf anyway.] I've heard that sometimes people in a coma still have some degree of awareness, so I'm going to visit him every day and I'd love for other people to join me, even if you don't know him very well. [He knows Cato doesn't have many friends, but who says being in a coma prevents you from expanding your social circle?]

And now for the question. I was wondering how many people here have a background in the military? Me, I was Home Guard almost as soon as I got out of school. Then I went into the High Guard, then the officers' academy, and worked my way up the ranks. I've hardly known any other life. The training really changes you, shapes you, no matter what branch you're in. Even retired soldiers still have the mark. I'll probably still be compulsively shining my boots once a week until I'm 110.

[Private to Blonsky.]

Thanks for helping out with the SAR op. We couldn't have done it without you.
20 November 2012 @ 07:08 pm
[After this thread of room 217 eating Cato.]

Stay away from room 217. I repeat, stay away from room 217. Something in there is highly dangerous and has already killed at least one person.

[Because Dylan couldn't save him, couldn't get to him in time. Once more someone's died on his watch and it's his fault.

He intends to say more, but then he smells Sarah's perfume on the air. His former fiancee. Another person he'd failed. Unnerved, he ends the warning there.]
04 October 2012 @ 03:46 pm
[Filtered Away from Cato]

This is Dylan Hunt, and I've got a favor to ask.

We've got a lot of animals on board, which is great. They provide companionship, support, joy...things that people here really need sometimes. I've always liked dogs myself. But I know that there are also people on board who've had bad experiences with animals, or are just plain nervous about them. So I'd like to ask that those of you with pets to keep a close eye on them. Keep them on leash or in sight when they're out of your cabin, so you can get control of them quickly if they run into someone who might be terrified of their presence, no matter how good-natured the animal is.

And those of you who transform into animals [...not a phrase he gets to say often...], please just keep in mind that someone who doesn't know who you are might be very scared, and approach humanoids with caution if you approach at all when you're in your animal form.

Thank you.

Hunt out.
15 August 2012 @ 05:46 pm
[Private to Cato]

cato please tell me you made it out

[Open Infirmary Spam]
31 July 2012 @ 09:45 pm
[Someone spent a lot of that breach making out with sex-changing Loki.]

Okay, that was a lot weirder than I expected. Someone please tell me that it doesn't get weirder than that.

[Private to Cato]

It looks like I'm going to be your warden. Let's meet up. In the gym in one hour. [It's as much command as request, although spoken friendly enough.]

[Spam for Rhade]

[Dylan knocked on Rhade's door once his mind had settled after the breach and he'd reassured himself to his satisfaction that he was not 16 again.]