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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[The world isn't as small as she thought it was. That realization has been slowly dawning on her since first arriving. It's also one that she's made a concerted effort not to think too hard on. Perhaps because of that, the observation deck hasn't appealed to her.

It's only when she catches sight of a girl with pink hair decorated with red ribbons that she finds herself stopping in the entrance. It should be simple to approach her. They'd been together not long ago, but just long enough for her to get tongue tied upon seeing her. It was something she hadn't thought on, something that shouldn't have ever happened again.

What does a person say after something like that? She wants to apologize, but it doesn't feel like enough. It feels like admitting defeat. Everything else, making excuses for her failures. She hadn't been able to save Sayaka in the end. She couldn't do anything for her. Nothing except vow to stay with her--and she had failed at even that. She hadn't even been able to try.

In the end, she settles on saying nothing. It's easier to skirt around the subject, kinder not to draw attention to what had happened. There's no words that will work. So she saunters up, pockets stuffed in her pockets, expression full of disinterest, and shrugs at the girl's statement,]

Hmm... Well, it's not the worst view I've ever had.

[She waves her hand a little, a stick of pocky held between her fingers. She bites down on it.]

But y'know, I can't say I was expecting to find you here.

Edited 2016-04-03 05:10 (UTC)

[The sound of footsteps getting closer to her catches her attention first. But it's not until she hears the familiar voice that she tears her eyes away from the view, turning almost quicker than she thought possible. It's impossible to mistake that for anyone else, after all.

And actually seeing the other magical girl with her own eyes almost makes her gasp again, though she just barely managed to hold it in.]

Ky... Kyoko-chan!

[The shock is obvious, of course, but there's relief there too. She didn't think she'd see anyone she knew here, but more than that... How else can she react at seeing someone who she watched die? She tries really hard not to think of the sight of Kyoko's lifeless body again... She's here and she's alive. That's the important part.

Madoka already has to blink back some tears, though she's not sure she can stop those even if she tries.]

I... [What is she supposed to say...? What can she say?] I didn't expect to see you either.

But... I'm really glad...

[The tearful look registers, but the reason is harder to place. Madoka wasn't like her. She was a person who was far too kind to get wrapped up in the Puella Magi system. She was far too fortunate to make the same mistake that the rest of them had. There were too many people who would cry if she were to disappear.

It might be loneliness. It might be failure, or perhaps understanding of what she was to do. It doesn't really matter. The days when she knew how to deal with tears and how to comfort are long since past, and now she can only shake her head.

After all, was she who Madoka would really want to see?]

Ah, don't get too excited.

[She raises her hand, waves it in a dismissive little gesture. No one important here. Just like always, it's nothing important enough to warrant a reaction.]

It looks like we're the only two here, y'know, unless the others are hiding under a rock somewhere.

[Her expression falls at the end, but only a little. If the others were to appear, then... She might not mind that kind of dream. But such a thing was surely impossible.]

Sorry...

[She's not sure why she's apologizing, it's just kind of... instinct. She wipes away her tears with her sleeve. It doesn't help all that much, but she's trying to pull herself together a little bit, at least.]

Hm. I haven't seen anyone else either...

I was with Homura-chan right before I got here, but... she didn't come with me.

[There's a twinge of irritation at the apology, a dash of guilt, and the looming feeling that she'd said the wrong thing. Kyoko locks her hands behind her head, removing one just briefly to wave it. That expression doesn't suit her.]

Hah. Knowing that one, she'll just show up out of no where, y'know.

[That was the kind of person that Homura was. She still had something that she couldn't leave behind, something that she wanted to protect. She stretches out a bit before reaching into her pocket. Out comes a box of pocky. She takes one out for herself first before holding the box in Madoka's direction and tries not to think too hard about how far any of them might be willing to go in order to protect.]

Well, in the meantime, you'll just have to make due with me.

That does sound like her, doesn't it? I kind of keep expecting her to just pop up...

[That actually does put a smile on her face, even if it's just a small one.]

...Hm. And you with me, right?

[Nothing about this is expected, of course, but ending up with just Kyoko definitely isn't something she thought would happen. But it's still a huge relief. It makes her feel so much less alone than she did just a few minutes ago. She looks at the box of pocky and takes one out.]

So I guess we'll be sticking together.

Sure.

[It's a relief to be able to talk to Madoka like this. It shouldn't be. The corners of her lips twitch into a slight smile to match.

It's a little less lonely, a little more guilty, but she's sure that Sayaka would want her best friend to be seen home safely too. It's all that she can do.]

Just don't stick too close. You don't want people thinking you're friends with a troublemaker like me, y'know.

[It's another joke, probably.]

Eheheh... I wonder if I'd get a reputation?

[That's definitely a joke. Somehow, Madoka feels a lot lighter than she did before. That's probably the reason she feels comfortable enough to joke around at all.]

Sure. You definitely would, y'know... 'Course, you're so much of a goody two shoes that I'm pretty sure you'd just wind up being known for that instead.

[Kyoko grins widely. Her tone is as teasing as it is affectionate. She might not have spent much time with the other girl, but it was more than enough to know what kind of person she is.]

Eh? I'm not that much of a goody two shoes...!

[She protests, but she can't really think of a counterargument. Because... yeaaah, she really is.]

...Okay, maybe a little bit.

( april intro log )

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