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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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[ Nine. He knows he shouldn't be surprised. He'd long-since taken up arms by nine, as had so many others, and in the wake of the Republic's collapse, the volatile nature of their galaxy during Leia's youth must have dictated some preparation (however barbaric). But to imagine it and see it realized are two utterly different things. ]
Would you care for some friendly competition? I'm not much for shooting, but I do know my way around a blaster.
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[Leia gestures--with a hand, not a blaster! what good blaster safety!--at a row of them along the wall. Hers doesn't come from that collection, of course; she found it and a nerf-leather holster in the room where she woke up, and it makes a decent accessory to her too-large dress.]
Do you practice much?
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[ He does, in fact, find little joy in practicing his markmanship. Unlike a lightsaber, a blaster feels... inelegant, almost unbecoming in comparison. Nevertheless, he knows what he prefers in pistols, so he picks one with a decent heft to it and then lines up next to Leia, facing the targets. ]
I'll follow your lead, shot-for-shot, until one of us misses the target.
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[But the man looks old enough to be someone's weapons master, so maybe he's old enough that he doesn't have to practice very often anymore. It doesn't sound quite right to her, but she hasn't done this long. Who knows?
Anyway, she nods in agreement to his proposal and lines up her first shot. The center of a target, three times for good measure.]
Your turn.
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I would argue that a firm balance is required.
[ He takes the shot, and finding he's hit the mark, sends two more in careful succession after it. ]
But I imagine your weapons master wasn't only thinking of weapons practice with that advice in mind.
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[Leia watches him shoot--her weapons master also says that you can learn from other people if you pay attention--and grins when he makes the shot. Her next one is at the very edge of one target.]
If you don't, you won't get better.
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[ This second shot is a little more difficult, providing Obi-Wan with a challenge that has him hesitating a bit longer than might strictly be necessary. But he's not timed, and even if he does miss, it's not life or death, but Kenobi doesn't particularly want to mess up so early on.
His second shot is just left of hers and he glances in Leia's direction for an assessment. ]
Close enough? Or have a lost already?
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[It's said after a few moments of looking at it and debating. As satisfying as it might be to win, she doesn't think the man was far enough off to matter.]
You can go first this time, if you want.
[And then, after a pause:]
My name's Leia.
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My name's Obi-Wan.
[ And take this opportunity, he does, aiming for a target a little higher than the rest. He tags it with a single shot and then moves to one below it, hitting that one as well. ]
And I believe you're up.
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[She's concealing her excitement behind a wide-eyed inquiry--this could be a different Obi-Wan, maybe. It's a big galaxy. Couldn't there be others?
(But she has a feeling. Maybe this one is Father's old friend, hero of the Clone Wars and one of the greatest Jedi who ever lived. Anyone who used a lightsaber wouldn't feel the need to do target practice with a blaster.)]
I'm Leia. It's a pleasure to meet you.
[She should curtsy, according to Madame Vesta, but Madame Vesta isn't here, and she'd rather take her shots. They're close: one is bang-on, and the other is a little bit off to one side.]
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And you, Leia.
[ Gesturing to her to go ahead, he wits to see where she'll shoot next. He's expecting things to get more challenging from here on out. ]
I must admit, I have you at something of a disadvantage; I've known your father for a great many years, as you may have guessed.
Did you practice with him like this?
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[Can I see it? She's never seen one, before, and as much as she likes their contest, the possibility of a lightsaber puts it out of her mind.]
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I am still a Jedi, yes. And I do have my lightsaber, although it isn't much help for target practice.
[ He holds aside his robe to show off the weapon clipped to his belt. ]