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"Time is what we want most, but what we use worst."
With the Moira in a sort of low maintenance state, Captain Ira and First Mate Egan have been forthright with information at their disposal, and as the weeks have progressed, not much has been answered in terms of what has happened with the ship itself or why some of the crew are informing the Captain and First Mate of Ingresses all across the universes being broken. Early on the 16th, Captain Ira decides that Manasseh has been in cryo long enough to warrant waking her. With that decision comes the restoration of all ship functions—including normal water and power usage. Rationing continues, but it isn’t as strict (or enforced) as it has been the last few weeks. However, the Navigator appears and acts no differently than before, which troubles the Captain, and rather than shut down the Moira’s functions once more, he decides to redouble efforts to contact someone at the Midway Hub.
As before, when he first tried, no one answers.
Not completely discouraged, Captain Ira orders First Mate Egan and those in both Navigation and the Tower to put out a transmission to anyone with an Ingress in hopes of finding a technician or someone with enough information pertaining to the machinery to perhaps fix the one aboard the Moira long enough to get them to the Midway Hub without having to travel the length of the Runoff. Within the hour, they receive a peculiar return transmission that’s worth investigating since it’s considerably close. During this time, Captain Thán sends the following MID message to all Moirans:
Crew,
The last few weeks have been hectic, and I'm sure everyone has questions that they need answered. When Captain Ira and First Mate Egan approached us, we asked for evidence of their legitimacy and were given it through credentials, logs, and the private access codes that they had in their possession. It allowed us to see that they were, in fact, the previous leadership of the Moira.
Explaining why we took a knee is rather simple. They know what they're doing, and it is clear now, more than ever, that we do not. Every bump in the road that we've met, you have survived because of your own tenacity, and many of the deaths and hardships were our fault in some way. We found this ship unmanned and took it without any skill. It worked, at first, but then, you were all here, and it changed everything. We needed to grow to accommodate, and we weren't fast enough. As captains, we've failed you, but we do believe that Ira and Egan can do so much better. We'll be working with them to make the end of this trip as short as possible. You deserve to go home, and they can make that happen.
You also deserve honesty. The blame for the events on Caducus Primary are our burden to carry, not yours. The statues that their people believed had been stolen were on this ship, and we were responsible for them being here. Not long after boarding the Moira, we stopped there and were approached by a person offering us the items at a lower trade rate. We knew that it wasn't strictly by the books, but we did the deal anyway. When those actions came back around, we attempted to remedy them but were not fast enough and many lives were lost.
This is one of the reasons we have given leadership rights over. We've done enough damage, and you don't deserve anymore by our hands. For what it's worth, we do apologize for everything, and we'll be staying on the ship until we reach the Midway Hub.
-Thán Whether believed or not, the previous Captains can still be found around the ship in their usual places of work. Onward, the Moira goes—
WELCOME TO THE LUMINOUS SEA
Unlike most places the Moira has come across or visited, the Luminous Sea is thus called due to its soft turquoise glow. While other parts of the Runoff consist of stars and planets, there is no life or anything remotely sentient found within this part of the universe. Yet, the most fascinating thing about the Luminous Sea is not the fact that it appears empty but for the sole reason of why the Captain and First Mate first approached it in the first place: it’s very reminiscent of Ingress energy. The ship is slow to move through the Luminous Sea, all those stationed in the Tower asked to observe and collect data to be sent to Navigation as well as those who have been reassigned to the Ingress. However, even stranger things are afoot the longer the Moira lingers within the ocean of blue-green space...
☄ IN, OUT, AND ALL AROUND
Needless to say, things are now a little… different on board thanks to the anomalies caused by the energy of the Luminous Sea. What once had been a simple journey using MPS to navigate your way around the ship has now become a risk in Location Roulette. Perhaps you’re simply planning to head to the library, but when you walk through the door, you’ve somehow ended up in the middle of the Mess Hall. Or you’re fresh from a nice, long shower only to find yourself in the middle of the Cargo Bay wearing nothing but your towel! It seems that the space inside the Moira has rearranged itself to make life interesting for the crew. The changes happen at random and aren’t guaranteed to work the same in reverse. Sometimes, a doorway will work to take you back the correct way, and other times, it might deposit you in yet another part of the ship you hadn’t intended to visit. Also, be wary of those areas of the ship that have been sealed for the protection of the crew and never go anywhere alone. Because nothing good ever came of walking through a door to suddenly end up outside the Moira or within the room that holds Ploiatos.
☄ 50 SHADES OF AGE While in the Luminous Sea, some members of the crew are likely to wake up and find themselves a changed person. Literally. The unstable nature of the energy that encompasses the Sea and its ability to bend both time and space means that those affected by it might find themselves suddenly years younger. Or even older. What’s more, some crew members who do become younger might possess no memories of have ever been on the ship and will see the Moira through brand new eyes. Those who find themselves jumping to a point further down their timeline won’t be affected as harshly, though they will be tarnished with age as time tends to do. What’s best for the new and old alike is to remain calm and continue on their daily routines until otherwise instructed by the Captain and First Mate. Hopefully leaving the Luminous Sea will wear away this reversal in time and return you to the person you once were.
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thisavrou_log2016-08-16 09:06 pm
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... No. It doesn't. Please walk with me.
[He cocks his head, indicating a direction... a direction that will eventually take them to the Observation Deck.
He remembers his first days, weeks, on a ship. You couldn't see the outside, couldn't see any stars anywhere... he'd spent days debating the idea that he and a number of other people were merely being held in a well-tricked-out warehouse. It was a natural point of view for someone with skeptical tendencies to at least explore, if not embrace. But he'd never been able to figure out why he and the others were being held, if the theory was correct, and then, the fact that the ship was indeed in space had been confirmed, and the theory itself had become pointless.]
What did you do in Jersey, Mr...?
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[ It's not as if he's entirely trusting of this stranger he's just met, but there are things he wants answered, things this person clearly knows that he doesn't. Steve's willing to play along a little to find out what he needs to know and if there's something truly suspicious about being... wherever this is. In space. On a ship. He shoves his hands into his pocket and follows along rather obediently. ]
Rogers. Steve Rogers. [ There's a bit of a pause as he thinks about that for a second before answering. ] Training. There was a war back home. [ And that should really be enough to explain why he was in Jersey, as much as he actually hated being there. ] Have you been here a while?
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A while... hm. I suppose. Five months or so, but not nearly as long as some people.
[Including you, he thinks... unless for some reason it's an entirely different Steve Rogers. Under the circumstances, that's actually the less likely explanation.]
Please call me Ryuuzaki. Was your training going well?
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Longer than that? [ It's mostly said to himself, nodding a little at the name. He's never heard anything like that either, but there'd been some pretty unique people always coming and going through New York. ] I guess. I mean, I made it out alive. [ Barely. It's a joke though, offering a sort of half-smile. ] It didn't get any easier the longer I was there, but I never thought it was gonna be easy.
[ He pauses, mouth pressing thin. ] What's it like being on a spaceship?
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[A small guy like that would have to, wouldn't he? Yet Rogers sounds undaunted by the difficulty.
The question, though... L takes a few steps before he answers, his eyebrows drawn together under his shock of dark hair.]
It's like being trapped for a long time in a cross between a large building and a small town with a number of people you probably don't know. It's not completely unlike traveling on an ocean liner... but while there might be leisure vessels in space, I haven't been on one. This one is a little more practical... and there's no external deck, because there's no atmosphere. If you go outside... unless you're well-equipped, or you have special capabilities, or you're on a planet that has a breathable atmosphere... you'll die.
It's also typically very cold in space.