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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-02-15 11:56 pm

( february event log )

Who: Everyone
When: February 16th and on
Where: Throughout the Moira
What: After an exhausting month and a half, the crew tries to relax.
Warnings: Please label accordingly!


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move & lull
"Sometimes, the thing that brings us together also pulls us apart. "

The beginning of the month was a whirlwind of confusion—for both seasoned and new members of the crew. Link’d Inc’s unsavory methods for obtaining information were revealed, the company’s front runner was murdered and planted on the ship, and with the help of Benjamin Link, the crew was able to free the kidnapped children and unlock the ship so that the Moira could get as far away as possible. It was a mess, but after the refugees were taken to a nearby by planet to start over, things have finally begun to settle down. The ship also has more crew than it’s ever had, and that can only mean one thing: more work. An unfortunate side effect of having so many bodies in one place, everyone is being asked to contribute; the captains implore everyone to chip in and do their share. Clean up after yourselves, don’t miss your shifts, and give fellow crew members a hand with their tasks if they can’t get them done on time.
☄ SPACEWALK ( 02.16 - 02.23 )
Eventually, Manasseh comes to the crew with a training opportunity. The captains are well aware that not everyone on board have learned essential skills for surviving and working in space. To remedy that, she has offered to take a week to train groups in the skill of performing space walks on the hull. Those who already have experience are welcomed as assistant instructors. Those willing will learn how to safely don a spacesuit and secure oxygen lines and tethers—for both themselves and others. All skills that will come in handy in case there is a need for emergency repairs, or if the crew encounters a low-atmosphere environment they wish to explore. Mysteriously, there is also a promise of something interesting on the horizon for those willing to learn.
☄ TREATS N' SWEETS ( 02.16 - EVENING )
As a way of extending an olive branch to the crew, the captains have cleared out the kitchen and mess hall early in the afternoon. Later that evening, the crew is asked to come down - via their MIDs - as the captains have a surprise for them. The tables are lined with finger foods, sandwiches, pretzels and chips, but the table in the very back is where the captains are lingering. They’ve made desserts for the crew, but they aren’t just any typical sweet concoction. They are each unique, and there are small, hand-written signs in front of each:

JUST RELAX: Mint chocolate chip ice cream scooped out into bowls and is the most sweet of the three. The first bite does little to the person eating it, but each subsequent taste results in an increasingly relaxed state. The more that is consumed, the more mellow the person becomes.
BE HONEST: A delicate concoction of science and the culinary arts, this dessert is refreshing and semi-sweet. The fruity flavors burst in your mouth, loosening your tongue, and result in a brief period of honesty. The reactions vary from person to person—anywhere from being more blunt than normal to answering any question that is asked without a filter. The effects wear off after an hour.
YOU'RE SWEET: A selection of small chocolate cheesecakes offer something rich and decadent to enjoy. Each one brings something a little different in terms of flavor, the taste lingering for some time after you’re done. Some make you feel indulgent, some make you feel romantic; this makes you feel both. Those that sample this dessert will feel lighter, happier, and more likely to indulge in romantic endeavors. The effects last for only one night, dissipating after a good night’s sleep. Those that do not require sleep will suffer the effects for two days.
☄ LANTERNS IN THE BLACK ( 02.23 )
The day starts out differently than most. The captains send a message saying that everyone has been granted light duty for the day, and once they finish their necessary chores, they are given the remainder of it to themselves. Around midday, an announcement will be made. The pilgrim fleet of Librae Prime will be performing their yearly Celebration of Life. They are on their way to a system decades away, and each year, they celebrate the lives gained and lost within their ranks by releasing a multitude of brightly colored lanterns out into space. The Pilgrims make a habit of inviting ships within range to participate as it is a joyful event for them.

The entire crew is welcome to watch from the observation deck, the lights dimmed so the view can be properly appreciated, but those members of the crew who have participated in the space walk lessons or have previous experience have a special opportunity all their own. Manasseh invites them to the airlock with a supply of flying lanterns and an offer to put their new-found skills to use by releasing the Moira’s own lanterns. The morning after the flight of the lanterns a special surprise will await everyone in their mailboxes. A small lantern sits waiting for each member of the crew. It casts a soft light comparable to a simple nightlight and will hover in a stationary position when activated.

( OOC: Please label any material with content warnings. All events are dated for those that need them, but you don’t have to wait until those dates OOCly to do the prompts. For questions, go here! )
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Spacewalk, maybe leading to Lanterns

[personal profile] hellsbel 2016-02-29 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Walking in space.~

Overseeing Dendarii recruits on their first spacewalks was a very different experience than accompanying civilians. Nerves there were, and misconceptions, and it would have been nice to start with zero-G training before turning them as loose as their tethers permitted, but it was all worth it to see their faces when it really sunk in where they were right now.

Elizabeth, for example -- all porcelain beauty in the pale light, wonder and excitement and joy. And on the verge of doing something potentially unwise -- but that's what the tether's for. Eyes dancing, Bel keeps quiet as she tests what mass and momentum might do for her.
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[personal profile] tearmeanewone 2016-03-01 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
As a general rule, Elizabeth thinks about doing things before she does them. She's only impulsive when her emotions come into play, but her safety she usually thinks deeply about. But she's not used to being in zero gravity, so when she starts drifting off of the hull and away, her tether drifting behind her, she starts flailing her arms and quietly panicking.
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[personal profile] hellsbel 2016-03-01 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Bel doesn't jump after her immediately -- a sudden movement can go a long way out here. Instead, a quiet, surprised "Oh--" comes over the line. (With a touch of amusement. It happens to the best of us.)

"Miss a step, Liz? Take it easy, you're not going anywhere. Remember to breathe first. Then you can get yourself oriented."

The line is long -- she's nowhere near the end of it, but Bel waits to hear her catch her breath. It's disorienting, yes, to feel so out of control. But with the tether there, she's more in control than she realizes. Bel can follow her out, and will anyway, but wants to see her realize what she can do first.
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[personal profile] tearmeanewone 2016-03-02 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Easy for you to say..." Elizabeth says with a little nervous laugh. She's too afraid to close her eyes, but she does force herself to take a deep breath through her nose and exhale while she tried to keep herself from flailing too much.

"Okay, I'm breathing, now what...?"
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[personal profile] hellsbel 2016-03-02 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good. Always a good start." There's a smile in the light alto. Bel pushes off gently from the hull, a quicker start than necessary to make up for letting their own line pay out gradually on the way, the slight friction reducing momentum fraction by fraction. If timed right, Bel should glide almost to a stop within Elizabeth's reach.

"Remember where your line is?" An odd effect of suit-to-suit transmission is that their voices don't grow louder as they approach each other, but Elizabeth can see Bel moving her way if she looks. (Possibly upside down, from the slow rotation her movement gave her.) "Don't fight the vacuum. It sounds corny--" especially back home to galactics who already expected pop psychology from Betans -- "but the first thing you have to do out here is relax and be one with the ship. From a physics standpoint, you're all one unit right now."

If they didn't have the tethers, that would be another story -- but one in which relaxing would also be important.
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[personal profile] tearmeanewone 2016-03-07 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah..." There's a little wriggling and twisting that takes place before Elizabeth can reach the tether drifting behind her. But eventually, she does grab hold. Even then, though, with tether in hand she's still glad to see Bel coming towards her.

"I'm trying not to fight the vacuum, but I'm starting to realize that watching it from the observatory and being out in it are two different things," she says with a little nervous laugh. Elizabeth reaches out a hand to Bel. "I'd feel a lot more 'one with the ship' if I wasn't flailing around like a dazed hummingbird."
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[personal profile] hellsbel 2016-03-07 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Bel grins through the helmet as she locates her tether. "There you go. You're doing well, actually; you'd be surprised how many people do try -- to fight the vacuum, I mean. I remember some training sessions...." A reminiscent smirk, hand reaching out to sync with Elizabeth's without adding a new vector to her spin.

"It's a new perspective, isn't it?" they add quietly, with a glance back at the ship looming... behind? below? above, even; the only point of direction out here was knowing which way to orient when going back through the airlock.
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[personal profile] tearmeanewone 2016-03-09 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Very new," Elizabeth says with a breathless laugh as she takes Bel's hand. "It's beautiful, I can't deny that. And I can't help but keep reminding myself that I'm floating in outer space," she says with another laugh, this one more joyful and awed.

"I never would have been able to do this in the time I came from. Never. It's like a gift."