thisavrou_log | ( april intro log )

Who: Everyone
When: April 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Del Pascia
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the correctional facility of Del Pascia.
Warnings: Mentions of blood. Please label your content!

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"I feel liberated when I'm doing it, and I want other people to feel liberated through it."

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. Shortly after, you are led out and toward the medbay.

Inside this room, you are given a physical scan and offered a contract to sign that states you are now part of the crew of the Moira with a specific job. This process consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health, and afterwards, you are given your MID, a device that is integrated into your hand with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and to your living quarters.

With the combined efforts of the crew, the terror plaguing the ship has been successfully removed from the Moira. Yet, it doesn’t come without consequences. Aside from the overall state of those aboard the ship, the Moira itself has taken considerable damage across various sections. Overall functionality seems stable for now, but with necessary repairs to be made and few supplies to actually make them with, the Captains have set a course for any nearby planet with the hope of finding what they need. However, that is much closer than it appears. As new arrivals begin coming through the Ingress, a message is received by those in the Tower and broadcast to everyone:
Please be advised. Your vessel is now entering Restricted Space. As per penal code 65208-A, only authorized personnel are to be admitted beyond this point. If necessary, further assistance will be provided once docked.
As there is little choice, the Captains instruct Navigation to proceed with caution. All transporters will be required to assist in taking those who volunteer to the main hub.

WELCOME TO CORRECTIONAL FACILITY DEL PASCIA

Del Pascia is one of many facilities across the universe built to maintain and rehabilitate its inhabitants. With a combined populace of both prisoners and employed civilians, it functions as both prison and living quarters. The central section of Del Pascia is divided into multiple floors that branch out into subdivisions of the facility—clearly and precisely labeled. For those contracted to work in the prison, Del Pas Main is home. There are cafeterias, common areas for exercise and general downtime, divided residences, and work stations. Beyond this area, each remaining wing of Del Pascia separates into cell blocks A through F with similar facilities available to the inmates. Varying degrees of criminals are brought to Del Pascia, ranging from maximum security to juvenile offenders, and security differs depending on which block is visited.

Yet, there is something peculiar about this prison upon further investigation: there are no living persons within Del Pascia. The AI, which runs and oversees all of Del Pascia, has made arrangements with the Moira so that those who wish may board and take what is needed to begin repairs. This program, while generally polite in nature, goes simply by the name D-E-L.

☄ ENJOY YOUR STAY ... IN PRISON

Those who choose to go to Del Pascia will find themselves greeted by D-E-L. It has already agreed to terms with the Captains, allowing crew to strip nonessential supplies that aren’t needed since the station’s crew and prisoners were relocated due to funding cuts. The only condition placed upon this agreement is that any crew wishing to explore must undergo a mandatory decontamination before proceeding through the rest of Del Pascia. This process takes only minutes and is guaranteed to cause no physical side effects. Following this simple procedure, exploration is open with only warnings to be careful about damaging key systems. It is important to note that there are various security cameras located throughout the correctional facility, and it is not uncommon for D-E-L to comment or show concern for those exploring parts of Del Pascia.

☄ DEATH BECOMES YOU

There is salvage to be found in all parts of the facility, including the cell blocks and infirmaries of the prison wings. However, there is something odd about these sectors, a strange charge in the air that follows you as you search for anything useful to bring back to the Moira. Perhaps it is the eyes of D-E-L watching? But then, after an indiscernible amount of time, it's like a switch is flipped. Suddenly, you are wearing your sins where anyone but you can see. For however much death you have wrought or committed, there will be blood on your hands—perhaps even further than that. This bizarre occurrence will appear as an almost digital skin and will not vanish until outside the cell blocks. If exploring the infirmaries for supplies, any and all health stats throughout your life will be visible and easy to read by anyone who happens to take an interest.

For those who have killed once or twice, they might find a red stain on their hands, but the higher the kill count will result in larger proportions of blood covering their arms and, in extreme cases, perhaps their entire body. The blood will vanish once you have left the prison wing, though you may occasionally see a flicker of the image while anywhere on the station. The same goes for health stats viewed in infirmary sections of Del Pascia.

☄ WHAT WAS THAT SOUND?

Del Pascia is a very large station and has been abandoned for quite some time. D-E-L will regretfully inform anyone who asks that some nonessential areas have fallen into disrepair. It will warn that exploring these areas can be risky as it has no knowledge of what damage these sections have taken. Regardless of that, if you venture in, you’ll find that these sections are in rather bad shape. Exposed wiring sparks in the walls, a great variety of broken tools are thrown about, and it seems that every camera has been purposely broken. Venturing in further will yield valuable components for salvage, and yet... as before, you suspect you aren’t alone. It isn’t often, but sometimes, you might hear a step falling moments after yours or a rattle coming from the vents. Every time you go to investigate... whatever made the noise is gone.

Should the AI be queried about this, D-E-L will emphasize that all personnel and prisoners were removed and that there is no one on board except crew from the Moira.

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[Leia glances the girl's way, brows lifted slightly.]

You've moved beyond prison where you come from?

[What an idealistic thought--or a horrible one. She's met enough people from planets that sound like little more than wasteland to know it might mean the equivalent of Hutt rule.]

Nah.

They just don't keep anyone who fucks up alive in the zone.

Plus, they use them as bases now. Good security and all that shit.

[She shrugs. It's just how it goes back home. And for everyone else, "home" is pretty different. She's caught onto that already.]

Edited 2016-04-02 20:59 (UTC)

[Hutt justice if she ever heard of it. Leia nods, but the twist of her mouth says exactly how much she thinks of that.]

The zone--that's where you're from?

Um. Technically I'm from the Boston zone. There's lots of zones all across the country. Or there were. Lots of 'em have collapsed by now.

[A shrug. She knows it wasn't always that way. And that Marlene thinks it shouldn't be that way but its hard to imagine it like it was before.]

Ah.

[She nods, though the explanation doesn't clarify as much as she might have liked. The girl's from a planet without a lot of resources or oversight--that's mostly what she's gotten from it.]

It sounds like a dangerous place. [Just an observation, one she makes as she begins to climb a staircase in the wing.]

I guess so. But that's just kinda how it is now. So you gotta deal with it.

[She gives a little shrug. Being without danger sounds nice but... it's hard for her to even imagine. It's so defined her very being.]

What's up there? D'you know?

[She nods. It's a fair answer, if anything is--she could say as much about the Empire, and she started getting involved with them when she was around this girl's age.]

I don't. But I'm going to find out.

[The more disused the area, the better than chances some other scavengers didn't get into it before the Moira showed up.]

Want to come?

{Ellie gives a little shrug as she steps forward. There's something comforting in the familiar thought of following someone. She's gotten used to following.]

Sure.

I'm Ellie.

Leia. [She gives the girl a little smile.] Nice to meet you.

[Considering what a creepy place this is, they're probably better off exploring in pairs, and Ellie's old enough to be some help, though Leia's not sure how much.]

Have you been on the Moira long?

Nope. Just got here. Like yesterday. I think it was yesterday? I dunno, it's harder to tell time here than it is back home.

[She gives a little shrug. Obviously, the creep factor isn't really getting to her all that much.]

Since you're in space?

[That's the thing that seems to be throwing most of the people she meets. They've definitely picked up a green crew.]

You'll get used to it. I can't promise you won't miss sunlight, though.

[At the top of the stairs, she pauses, looking around at the mess of scrap.]

Looks like we've got our work cut out for us. You know what you're looking for?

And trees and stuff. I mean. I guess some people kinda take 'em for granted but it was crazy how much different stuff there is just in nature.

[Then she gives a little shrug.]

Not really. I was just kinda looking around. I mean, I guess there's gotta be some sort of mission right? There's always missions in space.

Sometimes the ship makes stops to planets. [Not just run-down prisons. She shoots Ellie a sympathetic look.] Last month, we visited one with aiwhas.

Right now, the mission is to find things we can use on the Moira. [Not very helpful for a girl who isn't used to life on a ship. Leia thinks for a moment.] Keep an eye out for wiring in good shape. Copper pieces, intact circuit boards...panels that haven't rusted. We can probably use just about anything we find here, but some supplies will be more useful than others.

Looking for things that aren't totally broken and useless? I can do that. I'm pretty good at it, actually.

[She gives a scan around the room. It'll be a hunt but at least it seems like nothing is gonna jump out from a dark corner or anything. It'll be nice to not have to watch her back all the time.]

So. Why does the Moira need stuff it seemed pretty okay when I arrived? We're... not gonna be like space stranded or anything, right?

Then you're going to be a big help here.

[Some of the people on the Moira don't seem to have any experience at all with scrap-hunting. It's...not ideal, frankly.]

Before you arrived, we had a pest problem. Some kind of droids--they chewed up anything metal they could get their grasping mechanisms on. We need the scrap to patch up the messes they left. [A little pause.] But we shouldn't be stranded.

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