I happen to be a very private man. It tends to happen when you're brought up in the public eye. My parents-- [ He pauses. ] They were wonderful people, but their deaths caught the imagination of the world, and I grew up under that shadow.

You can imagine how difficult it must be for me to speak to you now. It isn't a subject I enjoy visiting, but it's come to my attention that I've been coming off as... Well, as aloof. It's not my intention. You're all so close, helping each other out when times are hard. It's a long way from what I'm used to. It's difficult to know how to--how to join in, when you've never really done it before.

I'm afraid I really don't have any applicable skills. I'm not a doctor, I know a little about science, I'm afraid to say I wouldn't be much use in a fight, but if there's anyone on board who wouldn't mind showing a closeted ex-billionaire the ropes, I'm willing to try to learn. I'll take anything.

It's Bruce Wayne, by the way.

[ A wary smile, and then the feed clicks off. ]

[ hello, tranquility. you remember dean, right? yes? no? either way, today finds him planning something stupid. at least act surprised. ]

I don't know about the rest of you guys, but I'm not looking forward to climbing back into that pod-thing for another jump. [ nope, not one bit. not if it means there's a chance he won't wake up for another month again. ]

Does anyone know what would happen if I skipped out on that? I mean, I guess turnin' into space dust's worse than pullin' another act of Sleeping Beauty, but if there's any way 'round that… Or if you have some gruesome tale 'bout how your buddy Joe tried it and got eaten by a space dinosaur, let's hear 'bout it.

[ let him know. or something.

a beat later, and on an entirely different subject; ] Also. Who the hell does a guy have to get cozy with 'round here to get somethin' more... fun in his locker? [ do yourself a solid and don't ask what's fun is. the smirk on his face should speak for him. it's gone with the next bit though; ] ...'cause not for nothing, but aside from people dyin' and monsters lurking in the dark, not a lot seems to happen 'round here. Almost like home, y'know, except for this bein' some sci-fi nerd's wet dream.

[ okay, maybe that's a little unfair considering he has to physically stop himself from losing his shit every time some iconic pop culture character decides to show up. ]

( ( PRIVATE TO SAM WINCHESTER ; ENCRYPTION 50% ) )

 [Here, fellow passengers of the TQ, is one French revolutionary.  He is not amusing himself with bothering Marius today, instead he is in his own rooms, looking somewhat disgruntled.  ....For him, that's pretty normal, at least.]

A question for you, passengers.  More specifically, those who are skilled in the use of these ...communication devices.  I have heard there is a library one can access on them, but I cannot seem to do so.  Assistance would certainly be appreciated.

If that is not the case, then simply tell me if and where I may find the philosophy books aboard this vessel.  I am of a mind to read some Rousseau.

Merci.

right so
save your condolences and told you sos
i
and by "i" i mean me and other me
im back from a trip around the ship
and no im not bleeding out of every orifice or horribly dismembered so were good on that end
just
we didnt find a body
moving or otherwise
so if you knew 012 200
previously known as 004 097
commonly known as dirk strider
more esoterically known as THE MAN
hes gone again
for all those who wanted him for sketchy science shenanigans
tough luck
youll have to settle for his arguably less scientifically capable bros

[ ooc; Though I'm not technically off hiatus yet, I will slowly be making a comeback. Good to be back, guys. ]