Bazmund
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STATUS: Back at the guild after a long absence. Much changed since I was gone? 7 yrs ago
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Back at the guild after a long absence. Much changed since I was gone?
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Medical student living in Scotland, a lover of beer and steak mostly - but also writing, and politics. Because why not make myself even more divisive.
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I thought we were just waiting for the Captain to choose a destination? If it is a voting thing, then I'm afraid Jackie's just gonna abstain again. He only takes the initiative in a few select sorts of situations - fighting, chatting people up, and probably bed.
Lads, anyone mind if I make a cop character?
Edit: That, or an expy of Twitch from the All Guardsmen Party.
Edit: That, or an expy of Twitch from the All Guardsmen Party.
Sounds good to me RE time limitations. I'd only ask that folks be understanding if I end up pushing the limit every now and again, I've wound up running a bunch of games over discord myself and I have a stressful academic calendar anyway regretfully. I'll do my best to be consistently active though of course.
Jackie gave a grin as their plucky little engineer made her comment, his eyes briefly scanning documents as they arrived in his augmented vision from the security dispatch at the station, invisible to all but him and totally intangible besides. The chip in his head lit them in green neon as they raced through his gaze and he took in the information contained therein. His reply was brief but reasonably well worded, he thought. They'd like it at any rate.
"What, you think my ass looks big?" He flashed a smile back at her as she made her way towards the engine room. "I thought my diet had worked!"
He ran his eyes over the rest of the crew, smile never fading and jokes never ceasing. They were his comrades now, they were his family now, they were his shipmates now. Internally he repeated this on a loop automatically - a part of the training you never forget, a way to remind yourself of your place and your importance - until he was satisfied that he trusted himself to protect them capably. They had interesting pasts and stories to tell, some of them, of that he had no doubt. Some of it he wouldn't enjoy hearing but he hoped he'd get the chance to hear it anyway.
People are as trees in the woods, capable of reaching great heights, withstanding immeasurable stress and strain, and becoming incredibly strong - but all this only with water. All this, only with Authority.
The words were seared into him.
Be solid ground in a swamp, rise above the rot so that they might grow from the stability you bring. Be water in a drought, preserving life and bringing clarity to the people. Be the guide rod for the trunk of the tree of Man, and lead by example - even when you are not leading.
He thought about his old instructors a lot. They were so smart. Jackie hoped he had been a good student, that he could make them proud of him and prove his worth to the Party.
Especially when you are not leading.
Jackie knew he would never lead. He didn't have a good enough head for it, he couldn't hope to match up to the direction the Party offered. He didn't mind.
These people would be safe with him. He would keep them safe and they would grow to be strong and tall in the eyes of the Inner Circle, and they would go home in a century and they would reap the benefits of the life they deserved, as was only fair.
Jackie's smile changed from the silly grin of a man with a joke on his mind to the warm, beaming curl of somebody who was just feeling really good.
He couldn't wait to set off.
"What, you think my ass looks big?" He flashed a smile back at her as she made her way towards the engine room. "I thought my diet had worked!"
He ran his eyes over the rest of the crew, smile never fading and jokes never ceasing. They were his comrades now, they were his family now, they were his shipmates now. Internally he repeated this on a loop automatically - a part of the training you never forget, a way to remind yourself of your place and your importance - until he was satisfied that he trusted himself to protect them capably. They had interesting pasts and stories to tell, some of them, of that he had no doubt. Some of it he wouldn't enjoy hearing but he hoped he'd get the chance to hear it anyway.
People are as trees in the woods, capable of reaching great heights, withstanding immeasurable stress and strain, and becoming incredibly strong - but all this only with water. All this, only with Authority.
The words were seared into him.
Be solid ground in a swamp, rise above the rot so that they might grow from the stability you bring. Be water in a drought, preserving life and bringing clarity to the people. Be the guide rod for the trunk of the tree of Man, and lead by example - even when you are not leading.
He thought about his old instructors a lot. They were so smart. Jackie hoped he had been a good student, that he could make them proud of him and prove his worth to the Party.
Especially when you are not leading.
Jackie knew he would never lead. He didn't have a good enough head for it, he couldn't hope to match up to the direction the Party offered. He didn't mind.
These people would be safe with him. He would keep them safe and they would grow to be strong and tall in the eyes of the Inner Circle, and they would go home in a century and they would reap the benefits of the life they deserved, as was only fair.
Jackie's smile changed from the silly grin of a man with a joke on his mind to the warm, beaming curl of somebody who was just feeling really good.
He couldn't wait to set off.
How shall we start? I think Stacks is just gonna be in his room for a bit, preparing party supplies. He's really set on having a shipwarming party.
Security force is ready to rock. Just say the word and we can get this show on the road.
Or cold, dead, empty void of space.
Or cold, dead, empty void of space.
Jackie would abstain. I also have no particularly strong opinions on what ship we take.
Jackie almost jumped as the tiny woman voiced her discomfort.
"Oh, um, really sorry. Did I startle you? Didn't mean to startle you or anything." He recoils his hand away from her sheepishly. "Yeah, um, I'm really sorry. I'm a hugger. Do my best not to make the whole physical contact thing unwelcome as best I can and what not, but it's how I sorta communicate with people. Just figure that I'm gonna be keepin' you guys safe for the next century or so, so we all ought to try and get to know eachother. Did anyone want an apple? I forgot if anyone answered."
He grins good naturedly down at her as he bites down into his apple again, the crunch of fruit crumbling against the mighty grinding teeth of the genetically engineered monstrosity that is the Authority Security Division.
"I've also got some, uh, chocolate and stuff. I know you guys don't usually get paid very much before you get entry to the party proper, so I thought I would, um, sorta make up for it. Thought we could, like, have a bit of a party when we get on board. Shipwarming?" he glanced back down to Astrid, "is shipwarming a thing? Is that something people do? You know a lot about ships, is that something people do?" He lowered his voice almost conspiratorially as he sought confirmation for his idea.
"Oh, um, really sorry. Did I startle you? Didn't mean to startle you or anything." He recoils his hand away from her sheepishly. "Yeah, um, I'm really sorry. I'm a hugger. Do my best not to make the whole physical contact thing unwelcome as best I can and what not, but it's how I sorta communicate with people. Just figure that I'm gonna be keepin' you guys safe for the next century or so, so we all ought to try and get to know eachother. Did anyone want an apple? I forgot if anyone answered."
He grins good naturedly down at her as he bites down into his apple again, the crunch of fruit crumbling against the mighty grinding teeth of the genetically engineered monstrosity that is the Authority Security Division.
"I've also got some, uh, chocolate and stuff. I know you guys don't usually get paid very much before you get entry to the party proper, so I thought I would, um, sorta make up for it. Thought we could, like, have a bit of a party when we get on board. Shipwarming?" he glanced back down to Astrid, "is shipwarming a thing? Is that something people do? You know a lot about ships, is that something people do?" He lowered his voice almost conspiratorially as he sought confirmation for his idea.
So anyone who thinks it'd be funny for Big Jackie's hand to just come down on their shoulder is welcome to run with it. I was personally thinking someone nervous and especially tiny, like Astrid, but Jackie would really just pat any one of you on the shoulder - or the head, actually - without thinking about it or really considering how threatening he can be.
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