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( january intro log )

Who: Everyone
When: January 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Emiri
What: The crew finds themselves on the planet of Emiri
Warnings: None, but please label anything you do that needs a warning

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"I used to live in a room of mirrors, and all I could see was me..."

The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer from dizziness while others are perfectly fine. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a long platform and that the room is filled with a soft cerulean light. It's slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you, and nothing is familiar.

Those that arrive will find they have a very short amount of time to actually adjust to time on the Moira before the ship is preparing to enter the orbit of a nearby planet. Shifts in gravity are normal, but for the most part, things carry on as usual.

WELCOME TO EMIRI

Despite recent events, it seems things are slowly coming to a standstill. As the Moira comes closer to this new planet, the Captains relay a message to the crew informing them that they are required to dock and stay on Emiri for an indeterminate amount of time due to the nature of its most prized resource: matchmaking. Although it is universally known by many other names, Emiri is a central hub for pairing others with their true intended—or second self. Each crew member will be asked to participate in a series of MANDATORY tests - both physical and mental - so that their profile may be uploaded into an efficient database before being allowed to explore what Emiri has to offer. Curious about the process? Don't be! Side effects to these simple tests are rare, and while some of them may be lengthy, the majority of them are timely, efficient, and short.

However, the company responsible for this modern miracle is well-known, especially throughout Emiri, and each Morian should verse themselves as to exactly who they are and what they do.

LINK'D INC.
The Art of Once

Link’d Inc. knows that finding your second self isn’t easy, so we take the guesswork out of it for you. If you’re looking for love, a perfect genetic match, a person to help you build an empire, or something more, you’ve come to the right place. Link’d Inc. runs mental and physical screenings and performs a background analysis--all at your discretion. Immediate customization of a detailed profile is ready for you in seconds.

This profile is then calibrated into our system and cross-examined with over 99.9 billion others. We’ll find you your second self, the perfect counterpart, the very first try. It’s the chance of a lifetime. It’s the life you deserve. It’s... The Art of Once.

These are some of the many different sorts of advertisements found throughout Emiri describing the corporation responsible for this advanced science. Its founder, Frederick Link, is not easily contacted, but there is some information available about him. Anyone that asks will be told bits and pieces of the following: Frederick Link searched the universes for his perfect match, only to be met with disappointment and loneliness. A businessman at heart, but a romantic to his very core, Link decided to take that perceived failure and channel it into a company that could provide others with the very thing he longed for: the perfect second self. Two years into development, during a trial run, Link was matched with a woman from a neighboring galaxy, and they’ve been together ever since. A prosperous thirty year relationship shows that the methods of Link’d Inc. can provide a person with love, romance, a business and life partner, or anything else that one might need. Whether they hear all of it is determined by how much the crew explores the vast cities of Emiri, which are connected to one another by a railway system that makes travel quick and simple. There are also numerous other modes of transportation that range from cars and trucks to boats and bicycles.

HARASHAN
Commercial & Professional

Map of HarashanPopulation: ~ 7.28 million
Major Landmark: The Aerospace
Literacy Rate: 95%

Harashan is the main district for education and learning. There are countless programs and schools offered to those of varying races and ethnicities throughout the galaxy. Want to learn another language? Perhaps brush up on some of the arts that were never quite mastered? This is the place to perfect things that need a bit of fine tuning. It is also the main business capital and transportation hub of Emiri—the aerospace is located centrally, a busy place that monitors the comings and goings of every ship. The Link'd Inc. corporate office can be found here, as well as its chains and subsidiaries (i.e., screening facilities and health services). Their motto is: Finding your second is a business strategy. Get it right the first time.

☄ DATING 101: Someone thinks you need a little more education before meeting your one and only because you're now being forced to attend reform school. Ettiquette, dining, dancing, and more, there are countless lessons you'll be taught and tested over through the course of your stay on Emiri. Perhaps you won't be so unlucky and have someone to share in the experience. ( 01.01 - 01.17 )
☄ BOARDED UP: Crew members located in this city will be passed a flier by an unrecognizable stranger who is immediately swallowed up in the crowd of Harashan; being able to follow them will be impossible. Yet, the thin paper has nothing on it but a specific address. Asking some of the locals eventually leads to an abandoned station on the outskirts of the city in the opposite direction of the Aerospace. It's dirty and falling apart, like the residents of Emiri have completely ignored its existence. There are also signs of a struggle in random areas throughout—black scorch marks, bullet holes, and dried blood stains. Yet, the most noticeable feature is the single flag tacked onto a wall just down a flight of steps that leads to a closed subway system bearing an unfamiliar symbol. What happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Something seems to be brewing beneath the business-driven energy of Harashan. ( 01.18 )

Avelle
Romance & Love

Map of AvellePopulation: ~ 2.1 million
Major Landmark: Wem-Run River
Crime Rate: 15%

Avelle is Emiri's second largest city and is centered around those individuals looking for their second based on love compatibility versus the "entire package". However, it differs from Harashan due to its increase in families rather than individuals and is more suburban in its layout. While it does have schools and general places as Harashan does, its most noted feature is the Wem-Run River, which courses through the center of the city. Much of Avelle's energy and livelihood is generated by this natural formation, but the water is not drinkable. Their motto is: Finding your second is finding your soulmate. The first time is the only time.

☄ FAMILY MATTERS: Congratulations! You've been given the keys to a new place of your very own, completely furnished and with no strings attached. But there's always a catch, right? Well. It's the starting foundation of your new life with your second—regardless of whether or not you've met. So, get settled and get comfortable. You have a while to figure out what you're going to do. ( 01.01 - 01.17 )
☄ BOMBS AWAY: Crew members located in this city will suddenly feel the slightest tremor shake the ground. Depending on how close you are to the Wem-Run River, it might be possible to see the remains of a burning ship. You might even notice the few figures in the water who are immediately swept up by - what appear to be - the authorities of Avelle. If you're further from the water, there will be thick black smoke pouring into the air, and as the crowd begins to grow larger, it's almost impossible to see what happens across the river. Yet, some of the debris will wash ashore eventually, and pieces of the boat will bear an unfamiliar symbol. What happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Why do they whisper Komai? Something seems to be brewing beneath the light-hearted energy of Avelle. ( 01.18 )

St. Murtel
Genetic & Biological

Map of St. MurtelPopulation: ~ 867,000
Major Landmark: Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab
Success Rate: ERROR

Unlike other cities across Emiri, St. Murtel's access is extremely limited and monitored closely. It is the center of medicial-related queries as well as laboratories and other screening facilities. Physical and mental conditioning and other educations are held in the pristine buildings of St. Murtel due to its heavy focus on pairing people from a genetic level to "create a better future". The streets are clean despite the vast highways that runs either side of the center of the city. Settled between these busy roads is the Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab. Their motto is: Finding your second is for the future. A perfect legacy is only born once.

☄ INFANT POSSIBILITIES: The future is closer than you think! With help from several Link'd Inc. sources, you can now know what your offspring will look like. Accessing the system is easy, and all candidates who have been logged through Link'd Inc.'s matching process will be available to view by anyone. Not the most precious thing you've ever seen? Don't worry! There are even programs that assist with altering what those genes may produce so that you can have exactly what you've always wanted. ( 01.01 - 01.17 )
☄ CUFFED: Crew members located in this city will notice an unrest arising within the people slowly gathering outside the Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab. Upon closer inspection, it seems the authorities have been contacted due to some sort of threat, and if you look even closer, that "threat" is a person being arrested and detained for questioning. What might strike you as odd is the an unfamiliar symbol inked into the back of their jacket and the shout the stranger gets out before being shoved into a locked vehicle. "The Komai won't stop until it's over!" What's happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Who was that person and what did they mean? Something seems to be brewing beneath the strict energy of St. Murtel. ( 01.18 )

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[ Bruce isn't interested in shopping just because, actually. But after the month they had on board, he figured he better be a little more prepared for any future malfunctions or other issues aboard the ship.

That, of course, includes some extra clothes and other supplies, a few accessories, and even some materials and tools that might be a little more difficult, if not impossible, to find aboard the Moira. Currently, though, he's just looking through some notebooks - because those are surprisingly difficult to find while in space - when he hears a voice near him, and he looks over with a slightly tense smile, first glancing around himself to make sure the man is talking to him, and only then answering. ]

Well, I figured it can do no harm to stock up on some things.

Of course. Its never too clear how long we might be on any individual planet, stocking up should be quite an important part of docking [He glances over, noting the notebooks and filing that away.] That is what we're here for, isn't it? Some great voyage somewhere that requires multiple stops.

Right. Something along those lines. [ He says it in a dry tone because really, who among them even knows what they're here for, what's the real purpose of their presence on the Moira? Just a trip sounds a little too simple to Bruce. But anyway, no point spending his time mulling that over in his head right now. He frees up one hand and holds it out for a shake. ] Sorry-- We haven't met before. I'm Bruce Banner.

[ Well, Bruce hasn't met him, at least, but the man might know him already, at least by name. ]

[He likes the dry tone, mostly because it meant that Eric wasn't the only one confused and maybe a little dubious of their great space adventure. He reaches out to shake the other man's hand, transferring what he'd been holding to the crook of his other arm.] A pleasure, Mr. Banner. I'm Eric Dufosset. [He tilts his head slightly, eyebrows knitting together.] I'm somewhat surprised its taken us this long to meet one another.

[ At this point, Bruce is pretty sure that the vast majority of the crew is part of the 'confused and dubious' club. Whoever still believes whatever they've been told by the captains when they arrived must either be new, or very naïve. Possibly a mix of both. No offense meant on anyone, but honestly. ]

Dr. Banner. [ That makes him sound a little too snobbish for his taste. He goes on to add, shaking Eric's hand briefly, then letting go. ] But Bruce is just fine. [ His eyebrows knit together a little, head tilting curiously. ] Are you? Why is that?

[ He can hazard a guess, but he'd rather ask. ]

[He just chuckles then.] Ah, well then perhaps I should've also introduced myself as Doctor Dufosset, if we're sharing formalities. [Because he could also wave his PhD around, Bruce.] And yes, Eric is also perfectly okay.

[He bites his lip softly, thinking the least insulting way of telling Bruce why he thought this way.] Mostly considering my occupation aboard the ship. [The shrink thinks you need a session, friend.]

[ He shakes his head a little, offering a small smile. He really isn't the kind for formalities, it simply slipped out without him giving it much thought, but yes-- first names, much better. ]

Eric it is. [ He watches the man for a moment, trying to match the name or face with a profession. He should have known, really, or remembered his network post at least, but considering Bruce has kept himself generously away from that particular area, both physically and otherwise, maybe it's not so surprising that he didn't immediately associate him with that occupation.

He does now, though, and as his smile tenses up, he offers in a drier tone. ] Let me guess. You're the ship's therapist.

[He was smiling along himself, when Banner's dryness comes Eric tells himself he almost should've anticipated it. His smile turns cool, but it was still quite evidently a smile. ]

That I am, yes. Or rather counselling operative. I'm surprised they didn't make an appointment between the two of us mandatory.

[ Can't be much of a surprise that Bruce isn't that keen on the idea of talking to a complete stranger about his condition or his life in general, and how does he feel or cope with living like that, or whether or not he would end it if only he could. The fact that the Hulk destroyed an entire planet recently only makes him even more averse to the whole idea. ]

They could have, but I wouldn't go. [ He'd rather sit in his cage, if he must. He does try to look a little apologetic, drawing his shoulders up just so. ] Sorry. I know your job's important, it's just not for me.

Of course, I completely understand. [He's nodding even while he runs through things in his head.] I wholeheartedly stand by the idea that the mind can only heal when one is completely ready and willing.

[ He presses his lips together and shrugs, not answering that remark with anything other than a neutral nod. It's not a topic he wants to get into at all, and with that, he turns to a more casual subject. ] So how've you been liking Emiri so far?

Its very interesting. Then again, all of this space-travel is very interesting. [He smiles widely.] Although a planet dedicated entirely to matchmaking now that poses even more questions of its own. I suppose the capacity for interplanetary travel is a lot broader than I'd thought. And yourself, how are you finding this particular pit stop?

I'd have to agree with that. [ Even with all the crap that goes down every so often, traveling on a spaceship across the universe is a pretty amazing thing. Certainly not something Bruce thought he'd ever get to experience. ] It's... alright. Very pretty. The borderline obsession with matchmaking is a little too much for me, but it's nothing I can't ignore. Or try, anyway.

[He can hear the skepticism with regards to the nature of the planet.] Ah, another one who doesn't completely subscribe to this place's idea of love and romance? I was partnered with someone quite the same. [He can't help the small smile that graces his features though.] Personally I find the sentiment quite endearing.

It's not the idea that I don't agree with, just the method. It's... too weird for me. [ He scrunches up his nose in a brief frown, shrugging. ] The sentiment itself is sweet, and it's great if the natives really are happy with all this, but it's just so impersonal. Not to mention intrusive, in a way. It's everywhere. They've even tried to suck us all into this whole thing.

[He nods, suddenly finding comprehension.] Of course... things such as love and compatibility probably shouldn't be left to science and a five minute survey, should they? And well, I can't argue about the inclusion or intrusion... its nice, being made a part of these things, experiencing the planet as the locals do. [He sounds like your typical tourist talking about getting down with the rural folk.]

If that's your kind of thing, sure, that's nice. [ Far from him to police what other people decide to do with themselves, so long as they're not harming anyone else. ] I would've rather been left out of it, is all. It's a little pointless too, all things considered. I mean, I filled in their survey just so I could come down to the planet, but I don't intend to get in touch with my match. It'd just be better for everyone if they used their time and energy on people who are actually interested.

Ah so there was no such thing as an opt-out for this? [He clucks his tongue at that.] That's different, of course. I assumed everyone was just as eager as I had been. [There's a small smile on his features.]

No, not everyone. [ He gives the man a tense little smile. ] I'm assuming my match feels the same way I do, though, because they haven't gotten in touch with me either. [ Which works more than well for him, if he's to be honest. ]

[Oh. That's a little bit sad.] And you don't consider it at all a shame, even if its to bond with a fellow crew member? Mine did and well, they aren't at all interested in romance but they were quite satisfied by the new environment.

Not really? It would be a little awkward, even if we both agreed we were just looking for a friendship. [ He shrugs. ] I figure we'll meet eventually, if it's meant to happen. The ship isn't all that big, so it's only a matter of time.

Well yes, there is that. Unlike most I'm not too afraid of awkward situations. [He grins at that.] I suppose you will. Although it does feel like its growing larger all the time. [Probably because it was, with new rooms and areas opening every months.]

Lucky you. I have too many of them. [ Which is why he tries the best he can to avoid even more. ] It does, doesn't it? Some people vanish every so often but it's not an equal ratio to how many the Ingress brings on board every month. It seems to be increasing, too. It's almost... ominous. [ Like the ship is getting ready for something. Or maybe it's just Bruce getting paranoid. ]

Well, I can see how that might arise... [He chuckles slightly.] I would have to agree with you there, yes. [He nods as if to back up his point.] In my short time here I've witnessed an influx that could be described akin to a snowball travelling down a mountain. Even if none of them require my services. [Said somewhat dryly.]

[ Bruce can't help a small huff at the last remark, more of amusement than anything - though also with a very faint trace of defensiveness. ] Seems like people's general aversion to therapists is a widespread thing, no matter the universe. [ Not that it surprises Bruce much. ] Sorry to hear, though.

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