anewlanguage: (listen)
The cabin is much larger than Cain usually springs for, but he's had dogs and a boar and hired help in and out of the beach home, so this seemed logical.

Besides, it was the only lot available this near to the hot springs. Those were crucial.

He prepares dinner (a quick meal, just hamburgers grilled on the patio) and waits to see if she can sneak away from work today.

For Iris

Apr. 8th, 2016 06:24 am
anewlanguage: (always smiling)
The beach is made of soft white sand, threaded with seaweed drying out in the hot sun. Cain often chooses places that are secluded but not here. His hut is just one of a dozen stuck up above the shoreline on stilts; it takes a ladder (or some very creative ninja tricks) to get up to it.

It's easy to spot his, despite his habit of trying to blend in. His is the only one with a ramp, and his is the only one with a million boar tracks circling the sand outside.

IC Contact

Nov. 22nd, 2015 03:26 pm
anewlanguage: (Default)
It's me. Leave a message and make it good.
anewlanguage: (the mark of cain)
When I first got here, and I figured out that no matter what I did I wasn't going to die permanently, I thought the rest of the ship was nuts for panicking every time some worthless psychopath got bored and turned murderer of the day.

I'm rethinking a lot of the shit I thought I "learned" when I graduated, but one thing's the same: I was wrong about that. It matters. And the first person to parrot back what I said when I was an inmate can take a bullet between the eyes, got it?


[Spam for IRIS]

[He does a quick patrol, not because he expects anything to be more wrong than what has already happened, but because he needs to work off some energy before he settles in where he feels he really needs to be.

Which is with his girlfriend who, he's pretty sure, will be at the center of a shitstorm. He goes to her room and knocks, for once.
]

Video

Mar. 25th, 2015 04:20 am
anewlanguage: (resigned)
You know, Dean? Dean, you might be right. Maybe half right.

[Some six hours after Barbara's post, Cain is completely stinking drunk. But he's also feeling more sociable, and between swigs or statements he hums a song, occasionally mumbling the lyrics.]

...Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine
...

I'm not rethinking stopping being a pacifist, but I oughta say I'm feeling like doing target practice, and the boat's not real steady under my feet, you get what I mean. So hurry on down, clear out my gun cache.

Knives, too.

[He takes a healthy swallow from the bottle.]

dreadful sorry, Clementine...

[The feed cuts about halfway through that chorus
anewlanguage: (blood splatter)
Everyone make it back?

[he's, perhaps, a little more gruff than usual. And also he's bandaging his own arm, which promptly stains right through the bandage, and he tsks and applies heavier pressure to it.]

I think it's about time for another camping trip.
anewlanguage: (done me proud)
There's a couple of things I learned to love way back when most of you were still a twinkle in your grandparents' eye. I love a good boot, a strong armor, and a reliable gun.

I feel like this last breach, I got a glimpse of the future, and God Almighty am I glad I retired. The best thing about a gun is you don't have to rely on someone else not losing their mind to use it. I know we all could've learned a thing or two about teamwork, but hell, you can keep your lessons, Admiral. Or maybe I'm the only one who found his skin crawling over that.
anewlanguage: (the mark of cain)
[Private to Barbara Gordon]

We oughta do a check in, you and me.

[he's seething but managing to hide it. Kind of.]

[Private to Iris]

[This is the first time she's ever death tolled that he hasn't waited at her side for her to wake up. But he knows himself, and he knows that right now the safest thing for everyone is if he is nowhere near her.

So instead there's a message waiting for her.
]

You've got a lot of fuckin' nerve doing what you did, darlin'.


[spam]

[And between all that he'll be wandering, mostly hanging out at the pool, which so far has only pretty happy memories. Nothing that he has the urge to scream at or shoot; progress!

Feel free to come poke the bear.
]
anewlanguage: (smirk)
[Private to Jackson]

So. I'm your warden for the next however long.
anewlanguage: (laughter's good for the soul)
ExpandCW suicide talk stuff here )

[He sighs, sips his drink (which is a soda for once)]

God, am I glad I'm retired. The trick to this place is, when you start feeling that.... It's like an urge to look over your shoulder, when you know you're being followed, right? That's what guilt's like. When you start to feel that, you have to figure out what you're going to do. And if any of you start thinking thoughts that maybe would get your warden or your inmate worried, just know that you're not the first person to feel it. And whatever it is that's tailing you, there's something better ahead of you, believe it or not.

For the record, though, now that I'm done pretending I like a good cry on my shoulder? I fuckin' hate holidays. Especially Christmas. It's those sweaters. Terrible....
anewlanguage: (done me proud)
[video]

[Cain is set up, as always, somewhere fairly dark but bustling. In this case, he's wandering patrolling one might say the halls, checking in on the various public areas.]

How many of you have ever seen the Admiral, face to face? Hell, does he even have a body? Or is he just the essence of sass trying to crash a ship every couple'a weeks?

[Spam for Iris]

[After he turns off his feed, he turns on his heel and strides to Iris's room to wait for her.]

video;

Nov. 15th, 2014 07:28 pm
anewlanguage: (laughter's good for the soul)
[Private for Mira]

About time we should get introduced. I'm David Cain--just Cain for short.

video;

Oct. 31st, 2014 10:41 pm
anewlanguage: (blood splatter)
[Visible to Vanilla People on the Mirror Barge;]

[He's found a quiet corner, and has time for just one message.]

Who's up for the fight of their lives?

I'll do my best not to shoot you by mistake. Holler if you get stuck.

[Video]

Sep. 22nd, 2014 12:37 am
anewlanguage: (the mark of cain)
[Private to Debra Morgan]

Good time to check in, I figure. I'm Cain.


[Public]

Arthas has good advice if you haven't seen it already. You need tools, I'll see what I can do to get 'em to you.

What else can we do so we're not caught on our asses for this thing?
anewlanguage: (Default)
Every now and then, this place just outdoes itself.

[Today he's bitter about it, but Cain always adapts before long.]

Check in, all of you who've still got your hands or mouths or the ability to tap Morse Code.


[PRIVATE to DEAN WINCHESTER:]

Hey. Feel like home yet?


[PRIVATE to CASSANDRA:]

You all right?


[PRIVATE to BARBARA:]

You, you especially, check in.
anewlanguage: (resigned)
[WARDEN FILTER:]

Do we have some kind of database about everyone's super powers, their best talents?

[PUBLIC:]

I'm thinking we need some excitement that won't mean getting our brains scrambled and our lives rearranged. Say, the Olympics, tailored for the Barge.
anewlanguage: (dreadful sorry clementine)
Hey, if you don't learn anything else from this, at least you'll come out knowing who likes you and who really wants to melt you in a microwave.

[He's choosing to laugh at all this because otherwise it's horrifying.]

Yeah speaking of: what's been done to you lot so far?

SPAM;

Mar. 28th, 2014 09:56 pm
anewlanguage: (dreadful sorry clementine)
[Forward dated to the Truth Event]

[THE WHOLE BARGE]

[Cain patrols, half out of anxious habit and half because he enjoys the routine. But it puts him in the halls, the Warden-only areas, the deck, the library, the art room. Feel free to chat; he has no idea he's under the influence of the Barge.]

[THE GYM]

[But he spends most of his time here, practicing and training, and lately taking on new students. This is where you're most likely to find him.]
anewlanguage: (resigned)
[VIDEO;]

Every now and again I see people curious to learn some hand to hand--or hell, some weapons--fighting. I'm offering to teach, assuming you're up to the task. I'll tell you now, not everyone will be.


[PRIVATE VIDEO to BARBARA and IRIS]

[Admittedly he hesitated to put Barbara on the filter but logic wins out in the end.]

So what've you two put together about the Barge's engines? Need to bounce a few ideas at you.
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