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"I used to live in a room of mirrors, and all I could see was me..."
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.
Those that arrive will find they have a very short amount of time to actually adjust to time on the Moira before the ship is preparing to enter the orbit of a nearby planet. Shifts in gravity are normal, but for the most part, things carry on as usual.
WELCOME TO EMIRI
Despite recent events, it seems things are slowly coming to a standstill. As the Moira comes closer to this new planet, the Captains relay a message to the crew informing them that they are required to dock and stay on Emiri for an indeterminate amount of time due to the nature of its most prized resource: matchmaking. Although it is universally known by many other names, Emiri is a central hub for pairing others with their true intended—or second self. Each crew member will be asked to participate in a series of MANDATORY tests - both physical and mental - so that their profile may be uploaded into an efficient database before being allowed to explore what Emiri has to offer. Curious about the process? Don't be! Side effects to these simple tests are rare, and while some of them may be lengthy, the majority of them are timely, efficient, and short.
However, the company responsible for this modern miracle is well-known, especially throughout Emiri, and each Morian should verse themselves as to exactly who they are and what they do.LINK'D INC.
The Art of Once
Link’d Inc. knows that finding your second self isn’t easy, so we take the guesswork out of it for you. If you’re looking for love, a perfect genetic match, a person to help you build an empire, or something more, you’ve come to the right place. Link’d Inc. runs mental and physical screenings and performs a background analysis--all at your discretion. Immediate customization of a detailed profile is ready for you in seconds.
This profile is then calibrated into our system and cross-examined with over 99.9 billion others. We’ll find you your second self, the perfect counterpart, the very first try. It’s the chance of a lifetime. It’s the life you deserve. It’s... The Art of Once.These are some of the many different sorts of advertisements found throughout Emiri describing the corporation responsible for this advanced science. Its founder, Frederick Link, is not easily contacted, but there is some information available about him. Anyone that asks will be told bits and pieces of the following: Frederick Link searched the universes for his perfect match, only to be met with disappointment and loneliness. A businessman at heart, but a romantic to his very core, Link decided to take that perceived failure and channel it into a company that could provide others with the very thing he longed for: the perfect second self. Two years into development, during a trial run, Link was matched with a woman from a neighboring galaxy, and they’ve been together ever since. A prosperous thirty year relationship shows that the methods of Link’d Inc. can provide a person with love, romance, a business and life partner, or anything else that one might need. Whether they hear all of it is determined by how much the crew explores the vast cities of Emiri, which are connected to one another by a railway system that makes travel quick and simple. There are also numerous other modes of transportation that range from cars and trucks to boats and bicycles.HARASHANCommercial & Professional
Map of HarashanPopulation: ~ 7.28 million
Major Landmark: The Aerospace
Literacy Rate: 95%
Harashan is the main district for education and learning. There are countless programs and schools offered to those of varying races and ethnicities throughout the galaxy. Want to learn another language? Perhaps brush up on some of the arts that were never quite mastered? This is the place to perfect things that need a bit of fine tuning. It is also the main business capital and transportation hub of Emiri—the aerospace is located centrally, a busy place that monitors the comings and goings of every ship. The Link'd Inc. corporate office can be found here, as well as its chains and subsidiaries (i.e., screening facilities and health services). Their motto is: Finding your second is a business strategy. Get it right the first time.☄ DATING 101: Someone thinks you need a little more education before meeting your one and only because you're now being forced to attend reform school. Ettiquette, dining, dancing, and more, there are countless lessons you'll be taught and tested over through the course of your stay on Emiri. Perhaps you won't be so unlucky and have someone to share in the experience. ( 01.01 - 01.17 ) ☄ BOARDED UP: Crew members located in this city will be passed a flier by an unrecognizable stranger who is immediately swallowed up in the crowd of Harashan; being able to follow them will be impossible. Yet, the thin paper has nothing on it but a specific address. Asking some of the locals eventually leads to an abandoned station on the outskirts of the city in the opposite direction of the Aerospace. It's dirty and falling apart, like the residents of Emiri have completely ignored its existence. There are also signs of a struggle in random areas throughout—black scorch marks, bullet holes, and dried blood stains. Yet, the most noticeable feature is the single flag tacked onto a wall just down a flight of steps that leads to a closed subway system bearing an unfamiliar symbol. What happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Something seems to be brewing beneath the business-driven energy of Harashan. ( 01.18 )
AvelleRomance & Love
Map of AvellePopulation: ~ 2.1 million
Major Landmark: Wem-Run River
Crime Rate: 15%
Avelle is Emiri's second largest city and is centered around those individuals looking for their second based on love compatibility versus the "entire package". However, it differs from Harashan due to its increase in families rather than individuals and is more suburban in its layout. While it does have schools and general places as Harashan does, its most noted feature is the Wem-Run River, which courses through the center of the city. Much of Avelle's energy and livelihood is generated by this natural formation, but the water is not drinkable. Their motto is: Finding your second is finding your soulmate. The first time is the only time.☄ FAMILY MATTERS: Congratulations! You've been given the keys to a new place of your very own, completely furnished and with no strings attached. But there's always a catch, right? Well. It's the starting foundation of your new life with your second—regardless of whether or not you've met. So, get settled and get comfortable. You have a while to figure out what you're going to do. ( 01.01 - 01.17 )
☄ BOMBS AWAY: Crew members located in this city will suddenly feel the slightest tremor shake the ground. Depending on how close you are to the Wem-Run River, it might be possible to see the remains of a burning ship. You might even notice the few figures in the water who are immediately swept up by - what appear to be - the authorities of Avelle. If you're further from the water, there will be thick black smoke pouring into the air, and as the crowd begins to grow larger, it's almost impossible to see what happens across the river. Yet, some of the debris will wash ashore eventually, and pieces of the boat will bear an unfamiliar symbol. What happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Why do they whisper Komai? Something seems to be brewing beneath the light-hearted energy of Avelle. ( 01.18 )
St. MurtelGenetic & Biological
Map of St. MurtelPopulation: ~ 867,000
Major Landmark: Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab
Success Rate: ERROR
Unlike other cities across Emiri, St. Murtel's access is extremely limited and monitored closely. It is the center of medicial-related queries as well as laboratories and other screening facilities. Physical and mental conditioning and other educations are held in the pristine buildings of St. Murtel due to its heavy focus on pairing people from a genetic level to "create a better future". The streets are clean despite the vast highways that runs either side of the center of the city. Settled between these busy roads is the Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab. Their motto is: Finding your second is for the future. A perfect legacy is only born once.
☄ INFANT POSSIBILITIES: The future is closer than you think! With help from several Link'd Inc. sources, you can now know what your offspring will look like. Accessing the system is easy, and all candidates who have been logged through Link'd Inc.'s matching process will be available to view by anyone. Not the most precious thing you've ever seen? Don't worry! There are even programs that assist with altering what those genes may produce so that you can have exactly what you've always wanted. ( 01.01 - 01.17 )
☄ CUFFED: Crew members located in this city will notice an unrest arising within the people slowly gathering outside the Link'd Inc. Gen-Lab. Upon closer inspection, it seems the authorities have been contacted due to some sort of threat, and if you look even closer, that "threat" is a person being arrested and detained for questioning. What might strike you as odd is the an unfamiliar symbol inked into the back of their jacket and the shout the stranger gets out before being shoved into a locked vehicle. "The Komai won't stop until it's over!" What's happened here? Why won't anyone know what you're talking about if you question them? Who was that person and what did they mean? Something seems to be brewing beneath the strict energy of St. Murtel. ( 01.18 )
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thisavrou_log2016-01-01 12:09 am
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"They wanna help themselves, is what you mean!"
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"If you don't trust them, trust me." Which is stretching it, probably. Steve isn't so sure this is his Bucky. "Everyone has to do it. You came a long way."
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"Just who in the hell are you? Who is he? Who are you?" Whoever's got the answer right now, please speak up! It's like Steve is here, but not. The face is so close, but younger somehow or perhaps baby-faced? Honestly, if he says what he thinks this man could say, Bucky isn't sure whether he'll laugh, cry, or start throwing punches.
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"Steve." The words are slow, breathing slower. "Steve Rogers." And this time, he decides to leave out Bucky's name just in case and goes straight for, "What do you remember?"
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So it's back to this blondie thinking he knows how to play this game with Bucky. But he's no push over. A handsome mug isn't going to blindside this soldier!
"I'll ask the questions here." His brown eyes run the length of this supposed Steve. "What's your middle name?"
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"Grant." There's no hesitation, no undecided look. "Is this how we're gonna do it?" All these questions could get pretty tedious.
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This is all just too coincidental. Cap wouldn't be vouching or these intergalactic criminals, so they must have found a look-alike to help him lower his guard. It won't work! He has to stay strong, keep them off his back and stop them from scanning him.
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"I could tell you my birthday." A pause, and he tilts his head. "Or yours. Where we grew up too, but it's not gonna change what's going on. When have I ever lied to you?" And just like that, he shows his wrist where the MID rests.
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When the man extends his arm, though, Bucky can't help but step close and pull it down so he can see better (some of them in the room are short, pal, sheesh!). But it's not the MID that gives him pause, it's the way Blondie feels. Both of his scarred and scrawny hands grabs at his thick forearm, squeezing with no small amount of pressure. It's not meant to be threatening, just a test. His muscles are too dense to be merely human. And the heat he's giving off isn't normal either.
"Do you have the shield with you?" He's not buying this one hundred percent yet! No way! But if... If he's got the shield, then...
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This, at least, is better than the fight he assumed was coming, and even if it's not exactly the most comfortable thing, standing there while Bucky touches him like he's never seen him before, Steve allows it. There are a lot of questions threatening to fall free, but the other's question about the shield quickly shuts them all down. He considers placing his other hand atop Bucky's - the last time they'd been in the same place together, he'd been shot and nearly on the verge of giving up - to convince himself this is somehow real. Yet, he doesn't. He has to accept it is what it is, even if they're not from the same time or the same anything at all.
"It's in my room." Where he usually keeps it when he's on the ship. There's a frown, unmoving for the moment. "I'll bring it here, but don't give them a hard time while I'm gone."
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His eyes turn to the very patient nurse and her orderly, and then he finally admits defeat. "Just... Let's get this over with and then I'll see this shield for myself." The tension is now broken in the room and the nurse carefully pulls him into the center for a proper scan and physical.
For his part, at least, Bucky keeps his chin up, but it's obvious he's about a million miles away just waiting for them to hurry up and do this. Naked, bony, and a little cold he looks like a wet mutt whining on the vet table. It's pathetic and he hates it so much. He hates these bastards that grabbed him, he hates this man telling him to trust him, he hates that he allowed himself to be put into this situation defenseless.
And once they start the scan, he has to remember to just keep breathing and not freak out. All goes well, of course, until they hit his arms and the nurse gives a strange look at her instruments. As she talks quietly with the orderly beside her, Bucky's fingers are anxiously rubbing against one another. Like hell they are going to just let him leave like this. it's coming. She's going to tell him it'll need to be removed and he'll retaliate and then they'll really see just what side Blondie's on—
"... fine, he can keep them."
"What?" What about threatening to pull out the C4 in his arms??
"You can keep the uh... items in your arm. We're not going to remove them."
Okay, but... Really? They're not gonna...? Well hot diggity dog! Maybe these guy's aren't so bad after all.
"Can I... get dressed or?" He looks between them and Steve, drifting closer to his pants that still lay on the table beside him.
"Sure. We're finished. You're free to leave."
Ahh Bucky's mind is blown! What kind of people are they to let him walk out of here with C4? They are either the dumbest scientists the Nazi Party has recruited yet or... They aren't here to threaten him. With a confused scowl he starts redressing as fast as he can so they can both leave.
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Steve's been through enough of them that it's nothing unconventional, nothing he wouldn't expect from the medical team in this place, but he's unsure what to make of this version of his friend. There are notable differences that he doesn't need to point out, body language and anatomy both. He lingers a good several steps away to give them space, arms crossed and only observing, and when something's mentioned about his arms... He lets his own drop, curious like he expects to get an answer at some point about the question he doesn't even ask. And once Bucky is dressed, Steve inclines his head toward the exit.
"It's this way." The decks are a bit of walk, but if they go quickly, it won't take any time at all. "I told you - you can trust me."
Meaning it wasn't such a bad experience, right? Everything's fine, and they're going to be fine. They'll make it through this like they do anything else that comes their way regardless of what's different.
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"What in the world is wrong with your bed?"
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"Nothing," is his answer, moving across the room to the one that's his and reaching inside the open curve to retrieve the shield. "Each deck is styled a little different. This one sleeps fine." Mostly. If he could actually sleep comfortably. "Here."
He extends the shield toward him. This is what he wanted, right?
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After a moment he gives it back to its supposed owner.
"Here. Hold it up like I'm about to kick your teeth in," Bucky instructs casually.
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"I'm not gonna fight you in here." There's not enough space, and even if he did, they were bound to break something. He's sure Niko wouldn't be too thrilled about that if he came back to holes in the walls or things broken in half. A pause, and then, "Outside." The hallway has enough room if he's going to kick at him and the shield. So, Steve walks right back out, adjusting his grip on it as he does with the expectation of Bucky to follow.
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"Don't worry," he tells Steve as he assumes the position, shield held up high to protect his head and body. "I won't wreck your handsome mug." He just wants one good kick to listen to the vibrations. He lifts his right knee and lets off a quick snap kick right in the center of the shield. Thankfully he's still in his uniform guards; otherwise, that would really hurt.
The energy between the two opposing forces sings out in a very familiar twang that's not like anything else in existence, so excuse him if he really does look gobsmacked.
"You're really it," he says quietly. "That's vibranium..."
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"I said I wouldn't lie to you," he repeats, wondering what they're supposed to do now. Where they're going to go from here. "Are you okay?"
With this, with being in space. With... everything.
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"You mean, besides being shanghaied to space and being unwillingly scanned? Sure, I guess. This is why I get paid the big bucks."