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the lucid disparity revisited
"Never be the first to arrive or the last to go, and never, ever be both."
By now, time has passed, and most of the crew have found some sort of comfortable groove with the natives of the unnamed island they crashed near. Partying, gambling and drinking, and more… Even the mysterious pool has given people who could answer its riddle insight in this confusing time. However, as the nights and days continue to progress and the parties begin to blur together, things are… odd. The hosts are still as kind as ever, offering anything and everything those at the temple-like building could ask for, but every so often, the world around them appears different. Clear, as if a fog had been lifted. Yet, it’s only a blink, and then, it’s gone, returning everyone to their regularly scheduled eternal party.
Down on the beach, the Captains are still as busy as ever working with those capable to restore function to the Moira. On the morning of the 20th, Navigator Manasseh’s vitals begin to slowly return to normal, her status on the Directory reverting to GREEN, and with it, life is brought back to the Moira. This, of course, means everyone is able to board the ship and leave, but most of the crew who traveled through the jungle and stayed at the party aren’t exactly willing to go just yet. Prior to this, a few of the crew who suddenly realized things were strange and that the people around them were acting strange - themselves included - approached Thán with this particular revelation, upon which Nathan Drake planned to bring back things from the temple to be tested for irregularities. Each sample returned to Cúrre does not alert her to anything abnormal, comprised of similar compounds—except for the water brought to her from the pool. Acting quickly, she reaches the same conclusion as a few of the other crewmembers do: that the water neutralizes the mysterious intoxication caused by everything on this unknown planet.
☄ FROM UNDER THE VEIL
The combined efforts of the crew and Curre have resulted in an “antidote” being made from the pool water; crew members pass it around to those down on the ship and beach, then utilize caution while administering it to those at the party. The change happens slowly for most. A drink that was perfect only a little while ago is suddenly sickeningly sweet and no longer enjoyable. The food tastes wrong. The music no longer urges you to dance but instead reminds you that your feet are aching. The magic is fading, and as it does, the cracks in the facade begin to reveal themselves. The elegant city built into the rocks is faded and cracking at the edges. Nothing is as it seems, especially the hosts. Their eagerness to please now has an edge to it. They try and ply their guests with new food, drink and distractions, but they know when the game is up. Do you try and slip away when they’re distracted, or do you demand to know why they’ve done this? Do you dare to find out?
☄ AS TIME GOES BY Crew have begun to filter to the beach, and as the ship reboots, its systems expelling water and allowing it to float on the surface, all Moira-connected technology refreshes. MID devices, to those who check, will show that a year has passed since they crash landed on this strange planet. Those that did not join the party would not have been aware that so much time had passed as the planet seems to be under the influence of a blurring of time, probably due to the fact it is so close to the Luminous Sea. Crew would have gone through the motions and not realized that supplies were dwindling, and anyone who has themselves looked over in the Medbay will discover that they are, in fact, physically one year older. With the Moira finally functioning and with everyone on board, the ship finally begins to ascend and leave the planet behind.
The Captains are all working together to get the crew settled back on board and help those who might need some adjusting to this particular news. Since it has been such a long time, fresh supplies are badly needed, and the ship is directed towards the closest known place: the Mini Colony.
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thisavrou_log2016-09-19 04:07 pm
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[Although there had been more fresh water on Naboo than not. Yet it is still that particular scent, of freshness and nature, organic. Although she wouldn't fault anyone for having a different set of scents than her.
There is a slight twitch on her lips, her mind turning back to that day, seemingly so long ago, on her home world.] That was his dislike as well, or one of them, although he grew up on a planet covered in sand and lacking in water. Perhaps I would have felt the same had I been in his place.
[It had been far too warm for her liking on Tatooine though, sand aside. She had felt like she would wilt, like the moisture had been sucked right from her. No, Naboo, to her, would always be perfection.]
I'm Padmé Amidala. I would say I do not think we have met, but I am quite certain we haven't.
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[Right because all humans come from earth. Right??? Sure that makes sense. He should know better by now, but at least he's not asking maliciously. In all his time around here, he'd forgotten to ask about where his friends came from.]
[But then he frowns in thought.] Dude, I'm pretty sure any bot would hate that place, too. It's hard enough to get water and stuff out of your armor! Sand is totally worse!
[See at least his dislike is practical unlike some people ANAKIN.]
Oh hey, hi. I'm Sideswipe the awesome and handsome! [Wait.] ... okay, but your name sounds seriously familiar.
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Oh, no. My homeworld is called Naboo.
[The dude comment catches her a bit, although she merely takes it to be his mannerisms when it comes to speaking. Unless he comes from a species that does have troubles telling male from female. Either way, she isn't about to make something from it.]
I'm afraid there are a number of planets then that would not be to your liking.
[She does turn back to something he has said.]
Any bot- is that what your species is?
[He is akin, in some ways, to droids within her galaxy, although it is a passing similarity. Nothing more. And it does bring a light smile to her lips when he speaks about himself.]
A pleasure to meet you, Sideswipe the awesome and handsome. Perhaps you have met someone from my galaxy? There seem to be a handful of us here.
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[Sorry, Padmé, you've met the slang king of the Autobots. Everyone is a 'dude'. He's a dude, she's a dude, we're all dudes, hey.]
[His face wrinkles up at the idea of more than one planet covered in gross grains of rock that work up into joints. Great. Sounds like a party. But then she's moved on, and he's nodding.]
Yeah! "Cybertronians" if you wanna get all fancy about it. Buuuuuuut I answer to "Autobot". Easier to say, too, huh?
[Yes, yes he is going to wink at her.]
Uhhhh maybe? I mean, 'hey what planet are you from' doesn't really come up that much. But maybe!
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It does seem a very simplistically descriptive word.
[She rolls that over in her mind though. It isn't a word that she is aware of- either of them. It isn't surprising anymore. She knows of wild space, and knows that space itself goes on. They have mapped a vast area, but it is only still one single drop of water in an ocean.]
I will keep both in mind, Sideswipe, although I see no issue in remembering your name. But my husband is here, along with several others that I know. Perhaps that is how my name came up?
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[He seems personally offended now that they're talking about it. Even though it's never bothered him before. Go figure how his brain works.]
[His hands go behind his head, thoughtfully.]
Maybe? Who's your husband thing anyway?
[... one day, he'll figure out these relationship names humans have for each other.]
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It may well be a question to which there is no answer, given that the humans of Earth might not even know why it was called so.
[History does have a way of becoming lost in the depths of time.
It likely could be confusing anyway, given that Padmé doesn't bear his last name as she usually would. Rather, she continues to go by the name that she had when she was Queen, which is also not the last name at her birth.]
Anakin Skywalker. He has been here for some time.
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[Not... nearly old enough, Sideswipe, come on. You should know better by now. You really should.]
[He blinks, looking surprised for a second, before he just grins.]
Really? Whoa! Yeah, I know him! He's like, my laser-sword bro! That's awesome!
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I'm honestly not too certain, but I don't think there is anyone that old... Although that doesn't mean that an answer is lacking. It may just be hard to come by.
[And while she isn't too certain that his name will mean anything, given the reaction that she gets, she knows that it does. Her husband has always been a beacon, so finds, drawing those to him whether he will it or not.]
Laser sw- ah, his lightsaber?
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[There's a big shrug. He honestly doesn't care one way or another why the planet's called what it is. It was just small talk.]
[He's still grinning though, and nods.]
Yeah! That! It's so cool.
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[Although whatever the first word that humans learned in her galaxy is far gone. Like many things, it is buried and likely never to resurface.
Her own smile softens in reply.] Yes, it is. That weapon is his life.
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[Movies showed him that much. Even if he really, really hadn't paid all that much attention. Those were boring parts.]
What, really?
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[Although Padmé doesn't doubt that it is more nonsense than anything else. Learning by imitation, she guesses, never having studied babies or lived to see her own.]
Oh. He won't die if something happens to it. [Lest he be thinking that.] Well, not directly, anyway. All Jedi have a lightsaber, and it is how they kept the peace.
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[Since, well. Learning to talk from square one isn't really a thing for him. Or any bots he knows.]
With laser swords? Oh... man that is so cool.
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[Not that she had first hand experience with her own. She had passed after their first cries had been uttered.]
When necessary, yes, but they are not a toy.
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[Says the Autobot who knows next to nothing about his own kind's biology.]
Well, yeah. But they're still cool.
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[But she offers a smile.]
Yes, they are impressive.
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[As he sticks his leg out to show it off. Absurdly long and lanky.]
Man, I wish I could have one.
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You seem quite impressive without one.
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[He just perks right up, beaming.]
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I am not in the habit of saying things I don't believe.
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Here's hoping you get to see these things in action.
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