07 June 2013 @ 09:09 pm
This is Captain Hunt. Andromeda, do you copy?
I haven’t told many people specifically why I’m here or what sort of universe I come from. Some of you might know a bit about it from Gaheris but...

Cut for Dylan talking at great length. )

[Private to Megamind and Sandoval, separately.]

Mind if I ask you a few things?

[Private to Lua.]

It’s been a rough couple of weeks. I think we could both use a break. Meet me in front of the CES?
19 February 2013 @ 11:52 pm
My inmate graduated, and it's high time I went and made use of my deal. [He gives a goofy grin.] My universe isn't just going to save itself.

[Then, more seriously.]

Wardens and inmates both, I hope you get what you need here. A new life. Dreams fulfilled. Those are things worth working for.

Hunt out.

[Private to Ben]

I'm sorry I couldn't stick around to give you more lessons. But my people need me. My crew will die without me. I can't abandon them. Take care of Gaheris for me. He's good at survival, but he needs people to remind him that he's worth more than just his genes. And take care of yourself, too.

[Handwritten note left in Rhade's quarters]

"Friendship is nothing else than an accord in all things, human and divine, conjoined with mutual goodwill and affection, and I am inclined to think that, with the exception of wisdom, no better thing has been given to man by the immortal gods."

Not Nietzsche, but I always kind of liked it. I promised you that I'll see you again someday. And I will.

((OOC: Dylan is hiatused, but not gone. He will be back.))
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.
08 December 2012 @ 10:24 pm
I have a friend, his name is Rev Bem. He’s a Magog, which probably doesn’t mean much to most of you, but they’re the race that’s the terror of the three galaxies. Their overwhelming instinct is to either kill and eat every non-Magog they come across, or, if you’re really unlucky, they lay their larvae inside you, which eat your insides and finally rip right out through your abdomen wall to be born. But Rev Bem is different.

He was born Magog, and he lived the same way as the rest of them for a while. But then he decided to change. And his will was so strong that it overcame his upbringing, his instincts, everything. He was the best, wisest, holiest man I’ve ever known.

Rev Bem is short for Reverend Behemial. He became a respected Wayist.

That’s why I believe in redemption. If someone like that that change, someone who was born from death and in every way designed by nature to kill others...if a Magog, the most aggressive and vicious and bloodthirsty race, can become a Wayist priest I figure there’s hope for everyone.

[He grins. He’s been affected by the mistletoe. And though he believes everything he just said, the mistletoe inspires him to tell everyone about it right now.]

I love this time of year.

Hey, anyone up for a trivia-night in the bar?