I am Tyr Anasazi, out of Victoria by Barbarossa. What that does not tell you, you have no call to know.
Very well, if I must elaborate - I am a Nietzschean, since I may presume nothing in your understanding, and I am aboard this ship. Therefore, in my carefully calculated estimation, it is the optimal place for me to be - currently. Captain Hunt bears watching, very closely, as, for other reasons, does Beka Valentine.
Dylan: When they talk about the Nietzschean drive for physical perfection, Tyr is entirely what they had in mind. Then again, his hearing is often hit-and-miss, depending on the nature of the order.
Harper: When somebody said, "Hey, let's have people built like brick outhouses." this guy was the prototype. Not that he can't, you know, use his words, he just doesn't seem to feel like wasting them, most of the time.
Rev Bem: He is - entirely Nietzschean, with all that that entails.
Beka: Nature of the universe and the story of my life - I don't surprise easy. This guy though, well - he keeps me on my toes.
Trance: Very reminiscent of an iceberg, and since I'm not 100% on my swimming skills, not to be taken lightly.
Rommie: Given the mutiny, I actually find myself experiencing less reservations about the Magog than this Nietzschean. That may, however, be just as much to do with the displayed characters of the two individuals as their respective races. Probability, and anything approximating good fortune which a machine might request, would seem to suggest a lack of opportunities for baseline comparisons using other subjects.
Gerentex: With all that muscle mass, you really couldn't be expected to foresee so much guile. Or quite so much self-restraint, and timing.
Dylan: I almost hate to admit it, but Tyr provided the constant edge I needed to face the universe in the wake of the Long Night.
The universe is endless iterations of the unfathomable, but if I doubted she had bones those uncertainties were crushed by Beka's bout with Flash. Drugs create dependency, dependency is weakness and weakness is death. The equation could hardly be more linear. The implications - that we Nietzscheans are but human - are ... disquieting.
Sid Barry: Not many challenges I can resist. This - one.