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Nikolai Lantsov | Sturmhond ([personal profile] sturmhond) wrote2014-04-29 02:10 am

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[personal profile] febrile 2014-10-08 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
FROM: sun.aeryn@cdc.org

Unless the CDC tells me otherwise I lack the authority to send you anywhere.

[Which is Aeryn-speak for she wouldn't anyway.]

But if you want to help train the recruits most likely to die with Peacekeeper training that will keep them breathing a bit longer, I'd suggest you complete the lead evaluation.

FROM: sun.aeryn@cdc.org

And during downtime you can call me whatever you like or ask me to treat you like a companion rather than a comrade. Or if you fail the exam or change your mind and decide to bow out entirely. I would forgive you for being a

What's the word? Quitter?

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[personal profile] desequilibre 2014-10-08 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He ducks his head, the ghost of a soft and almost sad smile echoing in his mouth and eyes. ] I'm aware. But as I said, once I was in the position. I am no longer.

[ Her necklace is lost to some poor beggar's pocket, or trampled under carriage tracks. He is not sure and he tries not to think about it. Or of her. Thinking of her feels like courting her re-emergence. ]
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[personal profile] desequilibre 2014-10-08 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He tops up Sturmhond's glass with the ease of someone well suited to quiet intimacy between friends. This is where he flourishes, when he is not forced to put on a public mask of warning, when he only needs to be himself in the company of someone he trusts. ] I'm better suited to dry land, Monsieur. [ He doubts that is all there is to Sturmhond's leadership. But their conversation remains one of polite pretending and he doesn't mind it so much. ] But there is no doubt I would have been honoured to call you my Captain.
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[personal profile] cupio 2014-10-08 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. And that's how I'm going to learn to notice when people lie. [ She looks up at him with a sigh. ] I could read every single file of the people here. But I'm not like you. I can't keep a billion things straight in my head all the time. I'd fuck up. I'd rather just ... be normal. This is the only thing I can be normal about here.
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[personal profile] thekiller 2014-10-08 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
They're skeletons. [duh] And I'm obviously playing fast and loose with 'dead' here.

[he doesn't really have much of an impression of david. he comes from jack's world, he can easily tag him in his mind as someone who is more or less just as dramatic as jack. jack 2.0. or something.]

Warriorhead doesn't seem like the type to put his team on the rack for shits and giggles, though watch him prove me wrong. The missions for orange seem fairly out of harm's way; at least, what I've heard of them anyhow. [he starts tallying what he knows of the other instructors.] Armada's missions are fairly straightforward: build this, kill that, defend this. Dagger's shit is mostly 'we need this for reasons.'

[and he just shrugs right after.] Whatever. We'll get new recruits soon enough to fill out the empty ranks.
cupio: (f e a r f u l o f t h e n i g h t)

can we backdate to sometime when blues killing each other became public knowledge.

[personal profile] cupio 2014-10-09 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
FROM: fray.clary@cdc.org

Sturmhond?


FROM: fray.clary@cdc.org

Are you okay?


[ Are you alive? ]
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[personal profile] prorenataa 2014-10-10 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Too tired to think about it.

If only.

If only he could stop hearing the echo of Banagher's words 'Killing something in so much despair just felt too cruel, could stop hearing the echo of gunshots through the trees. If only he could stop feeling the weight of dead bodies in his hands as he transported friends back to Neheda in their body bags.

For now, he finished building the tower and sat up. ]


It'll come.

[ He said simply, motioning towards the tower in an unspoken invitation for Sturmhond to join him for a game, if he wished. ]
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[personal profile] prorenataa 2014-10-10 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Letting Sturmhond work on finishing up the tower, Adrien glanced up sharply at the statement.

Least he forget that Sturmhond was an observant bastard, the man was often very good at reminding him of the fact at odd times. Almost immediately, he looked back down at the structure, deliberately hiding his own expression and the silence that passed after the question was lengthy.

The doctor didn't talk about himself. He'd been asked questions now and then but when it came to personal matters, he avoided them. Sturmhond, had a habit of making a pointed statement, following it by a question. It made it more difficult to avoid.

At least, not without shutting down the conversation completely and whether he acknowledged the word or not, the privateer was too much of a friend for blatant rudeness. ]


I don't.

[ He acknowledged, reaching to delicately tap a stick into line ... still stalling because it was hard to say the next words. ]

After my sister died... [ no, that statement never got easier, even after all these years ] I hit the bottle pretty hard. Especially when my father died not long after.

It got to the point where I needed to drink, rather than wanted to drink. The Castrensis was strict on the subject of needs and wants. It was okay to want something, that was natural, but when it turned into a need, it became a liability.

[ That rule was across the board. Whether it be alcohol ... friends ... lovers. ]

So I quit.
Edited 2014-10-10 23:41 (UTC)
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[personal profile] whatishate 2014-10-11 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not the one that has to be satisfied. I'm just the one collecting them.

[He prefers to think of this like one of the occasionally ridiculous missions he'd be given as a genin.

Sasuke takes the items back calmly.]


... I appreciate your time.

[A thanks, rare as it is. As these people seem to find them more important than he does.]
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[personal profile] desequilibre 2014-10-11 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With a quiet grin. ] You're only coming to that conclusion now? [ Sipping at his own drink. ] It wasn't even the predisposition for flight that clued me in. It was the reckless way you threw yourself in to dismantling everything in this rover. You're comfortable around the instruments. Whereas I still struggle to use the ... [ A pause as a furrow appears between his brows, his mouth working over the word with a concentration. ] Microwave.

[ He can still burn anything he puts inside it. Which is probably why he goes to the bonfire to heat things up when he's alone. ]
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[personal profile] desequilibre 2014-10-11 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
A long story. [ He lifts his eyes to ceiling, heavenward as though to compose himself. ] I was given a second chance.

[ His sword at her throat and his friends at his back. It could have ended so differently. ] And I was strong enough then to make a different decision. But the particulars aren't what was important. I don't think I could have walked away without the support of my brothers. [ He was saving himself, yes, but only because they had saved him already. ]
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[personal profile] cupio 2014-10-11 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's quiet all throughout his little speech, her frown growing more and more pronounced. It's not like she doesn't understand what he means, she gets it, she does. But this isn't her. Because Clary has always been a mass of feelings. People can see it, her anger, her love, her fear, it's always right at the forefront and she's never really know how to be sly. Valentine was. But Jocelyn has always told her to be open.

Eventually she sighs.
] I should have watched more spy films before I got here. [ A pause. ] I'm not sure how I'm going to be what you think I should.
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np! it can be super short i don't mind i just wanted her to icly check in

[personal profile] cupio 2014-10-11 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That wasn't what she asked but she's too busy being relieved. ]

FROM: fray.clary@cdc.org

Oh thank god. I thought something had happened to you.
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[personal profile] thekiller 2014-10-11 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[wesley stares at him for a long while. he wonders if sturmhond knows how he sounds like he's so full of it. everyone needs to make that decision for themselves one way or another if they want to find a way to make it through shithole after shithole of alien planets in this goddamned universe, it's just a matter of figuring out when, and where; and hopefully, that they aren't just going to do it because someone promised - said - told them - it was the right thing. that for the sake of which is right, like reading binary codes woven into fabric and wondering which name you're going to read. whether he was blue or not really doesn't matter, though being in blue means he has more of a reason to take it seriously.

which is also one of the reasons why he's so annoyed about the damn thing. beyond people actually agreeing in exchange for - something. anything. there's an entire crew of people like him in this place. all wes has to do is to ask in order to find them. he feels exhausted when he thinks about this whole mission, and the people involved in it; like all things that stir wesley, that mostly involves him being angry. but he can't lash out in a small space like this because sturmhond is not fox, or the repairman, or pekwarsky. it'd be unfair to ask of him the same thing he had with these people, no matter how good of a person he is. it's really not worth it.

whatever.]


You're good for your damn team. Least there's no worries of a transfer in your future. [that's about as diplomatic as he can get without stoking some more memories inside of him and pissing himself off again. he goes back to finishing his ice cream.]
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[personal profile] prorenataa 2014-10-11 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With all the sticks in place, Adrien reached out and gently squeezed each side, making sure they were even. Then, he sat and pensively studied the structure before reaching to nudge loose the first piece. ]

It's too much to ask Banagher to kill someone else in what is effectively cold blood. I don't know if he could do it.

[ There is a nuance in his tone. The statement is not meant to cast disparaging light on Banagher's ability to get a job done but something else. At this point there are so many lies of omission, what's one more?

Getting the stick pulled free, he sat back and looked at Sturmhond, frowning slightly.]


I can do this for Banagher. You focus on yourself and Alina.

[ Speaking of supporting others; you two.

And yes, for the time being the more personal subjects of his family and grief, were shelved.]