thisavrou_log | ( october event log pt. 2 )

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( october event log pt. 2 )

Who: Everyone
When: October 19th into the beginning of November.
Where: The Mini Colony of the Runoff & the Moira.
What: The Moira stops to resupply at the closest planet and things get weird.
Warnings: Physical transformations, phobias - please label if needed.

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"but in your future, the you i see is exactly the person you always wanted to be."

Supplies have been loaded onto the ship, and the captains have encouraged all crew members to explore with the added notice that this will be the last planetary stop (hopefully) until the Moira reaches the Midway Hub. While seemingly uneventful on the Moira, the mini colony has been thrumming with adventure and has offered its visitors the opportunity to explore. To those who have indulged, some experienced great changes and others discovered enlightening information about the Ingress and the very ship some have called home for over a year.

Later in the month, the Lamaria hold the closing ceremony of the Desiderium Festival (which was noted on the prior event log) . The burgundy and lime colors of the celebration slowly fade into black and vermillion, and small fires are now in place for visitors to throw their written notes into. Everyone who participates will be blessed by one of the Lamaria (they will visit the ship as well), and the MID will be able to only translate bits and pieces of what this blessing means. "Experienced loss — every story is different — and saying goodbye — not to know — understanding lies in the mingling of holding on and letting go."

☄ TRANSFORMATION CENTRAL

For some, it might be due to a touch or a look. For others, it might not be any of those things at all, and something that just happens. Either way, shortly after the blessing occurs, you will find yourself changing. Your character’s body will slowly transform into the physical likeness of another being on the Mini Colony. The effects of this change may last as short as a day or as long as a week, but each come with their own stipulations—advantages and disadvantages. This is limited to one as the blessing itself only allows for “a little understanding”. Linked below are some of the possible transformations that your character can go through. Players can choose either one of the mod-supplied suggestions or choose the form of another already living on the Moira.

☄ THE FEAR MACHINE

Paranoia writes the checks, we're dangling here like a marionette. Here we go again, the world is coming to an end. Engage the fear machine and collect the dividends.

While the festival is beautiful, and some have found enlightenment and understanding here, there are those on the mini colony who don't enjoy the festivities. In a secluded room on the fifth floor in one of the buildings in the Science District, there is one such person who finds the religious festival to be a nuisance—one who should be stopped. Thinking that disrupting the blessings and celebration will somehow "get back" at the Lamaria for impeding their work (some of those who have transformed got into the building a few years ago and destroyed this person's property). Pettiness thrives, and they create something they dub The Fear Machine. Yet, while the science is sound, the technology itself is not.

In the middle of the mini colony, the machine is set off, and bolts of transparent energy erupt and spark out around it, stretching as far as the docked ships. Since the technology wasn't created properly to sustain the energy, it doesn't spread out evenly like they had hoped. Some are hit. Some are not. Those who are will develop a sudden and overwhelming phobia that will last well into the beginning of November. The machine might be turned off and left behind, but the obsessive fear has only just begun.

( ooc; For questions, go here. This log will run into the beginning of November; any threads here can be claimed for bonus activity the following activity check as well. )

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I suppose this is the time where I must admit I don't actually have a lot of experience with situations like this.

[Is she really serious about this being a date? It's Hawke, so it's kind of difficult to tell...But it's not like a lot of date activities are much different from friend activities, so...]

I would like to visit the observation deck, if you're amenable. I've been missing the view.

[Hawke takes pride in being a mystery wrapped in an enigma. Or maybe she's just kinda awkward despite all her charms.]

The view is different since we landed on the colony. Worth a look.

[LBR here, it's definitely that second thing.]

Thank you, Hawke.

[Aaaand he's back to that small little smile again.]

Once I've had my fill of the view, I'll look forward to seeing what you make up for our next stop.

It's your vacation in human skin. We have to make it the best.

[She tilts her head thoughtfully as they turn to head towards the observation deck.]

Is there something you've always wanted to do but couldn't? Maybe you can do it as a human.

[Ah, so many things...have a normal life with his family...have a meaningful relationship with his son...maybe have a nice desert holiday one day...!

...He can probably share that last one without ruining the mood too badly.]

This may sound strange, but I've always wanted to visit a desert...Although I'm not sure that's something that can be accomplished at this time.

You have such little faith, Thane. Come on.

[She, almost unconsciously, slides her hand into his and gives it a tug as her eyes sparkle impishly. She has a plan. A good plan.

She leads him off the Moira and into the colony where they take they take a train (one that's smooth and glides and doesn't make her ill) to one of the outer wards. There they enter a massive building entitled "spa". Hawke gives them her unlimited credit account and then off they go, clothes are stripped off, towels are put on, and they enter a massive sauna that's been created to be just like a desert. There's sand, plants, places to sit, and even a cute oasis in the middle. It's large enough to hold almost 80 people.]

Not bad, hm?

[He follows where she leads, naturally, drawn by the impish sparkle in her eyes and her hand in his. He exits the Moira without objection, boards the train with her, allows his clothing to be traded for a towel, and...

Uh, Hawke? This isn't the observation deck. This isn't even close to the observation deck. This could also be really, really bad if he suddenly goes back to being a drell. Like, seriously. It could kill him.

...Although he supposes there are definitely worse places to die.]

It's not precisely what I had in mind, but, given the circumstances, I can scarcely complain.

[He turns from observing their surroundings to look at her, smiling softly.]

Thank you.

Dumping sand into the observation deck seemed a little depressing and slow. Had to make the most of the moment.

[She tries okay!! She's a good kid. Or she wants to be. At least she's currently amusing herself by kicking sand gently with her feet. She actually has never seen a desert either! This is exciting!

When he thanks her, she doesn't respond at first unsure if he was responding to her before looking over at him blinking a few times.]

You wanted desert so I wanted to give you desert.

This is definitely an excellent alternative to dumping sand in the observation deck.

[In contrast to her sand kicking, he finds himself burying his toes in the sand. The heat and texture is just what he would expect, despite the alien feet on the ends of his alien legs.

Her inelegant explanation of her line of thinking only serves to further warm his heart, and he reaches up to place a hand on her shoulder, which he squeezes gently.]

You have a kind heart, Hawke.

[Which is putting it mildly. But, there it is.]

[When he touches her shoulder, she freezes. Like she doesn't know what he's going to say. Perhaps this place isn't what he imagined. But then he squeezes it, a little like her father used to do when he was proud of her, and she knows that she's done something right. For once.

Good job Hawke. And at his words, everything goes a bit funny. There's a heat in her face a bit like she has a fever and her stomach rolls sort of like when she rides in a car but in a good way. Her fingers reach up to scratch behind her ear and she can't quite look him in the eye.]

I'd prefer roguish. Or charming. Clever, even.

[He snorts quietly, a short, amused huff of breath out his nose; about as close as he ever comes to actual laughter, and the smile on his face widens even further. It's a warm expression, though, not a teasing one.]

I think you're perfectly aware you're already all of those things.

[Silly Hawke. He squeezes her shoulder once more before letting go, and gestures to a cozy-looking little niche set into a small, squat butte not far from the oasis.]

Shall we settle in for a bit?

[If he's going to tempt fate by leaving the Moira he might as well make the most of it.]

Perhaps. But I still like having it said aloud.

[She trembles a little when squeezes her shoulder again. It's funny that such a small gesture can make her feel a little weak at the knees. Or think she's weak at the knees. She definitely isn't weak at the knees. She follows him to the little butte and sits. There's a little bucket of water to deep your feet in and another to pour over your head if the heat gets to be too much.

Which it is. This saunas are really hot, hm? She takes the bucket and dumps the water over her head. Soaking her hair and her towel and leaving her dripping a bit. She pushes back some of her wet hair.]

This is settling. Right?

Do you? I'll be sure to keep that in mind.

[He'll let her have all the water, if she wants it. He may not be a drell currently, but the heat of the place still feels fantastic, and he's loving every second of it. No need to soften it with water...at least, not yet.

~~Nice wet towel there, Hawke~~

He nods in response to her question, glancing her way with yet another small smile.]

This is settling. Are you comfortable?

Flatterer.

[She gives him a sideways grin before leaning back agains the rock and letting the water from her hair drip down to her shoulders and down her chest. It makes the whole thing feel rather relaxing.]

I am. I didn't expect it to be so warm. But I've solved that problem.

You enjoy the flattery.

[He sees that sideways grin, Hawke.]

Is this your first time here?

[Somehow he'd got the impression she'd been before. But if the heat is a surprise to her, then maybe not?]

Only as much as anyone enjoys flattery.

[NO SHE LIVES FOR IT. She sniffs a little, appreciating that the heat is drying up her sinuses a little and then leans back.]

Tony took Nate and I here a few weeks ago. But we went into the hot pools not this place.

[No, she definitely gets an extra kick out of flattery. More so than most people. He can tell.]

How was that? I've never had the opportunity to utilize a hot spring bath, myself.

[Mostly he avoided them because heck yeah hot steamy atmosphere, there's no way anything can go wrong in such a place!

...Also he's finally relaxing a bit, too, mirroring Hawke and leaning back against the rock behind them. The heat from the rock feels incredible against his back, and he relaxes even more into it with a quiet sigh.]

It was fun. I think perhaps more so because of the company than the bath. But it did wonders for my sore muscles.

[She looks over at him, relaxed, human. It makes her smile despite not being one for sentimentality.]

[This guy almost never relaxes, Hawke. Cherish this moment.

He glances over at her in time to see that smile, which prompts yet another smile from him. Surprise, surprise.]

Tell me about your friends. I don't think I've had the chance to meet either of them.

They're both complete arseholes.

[Said with the deepest amount of affection that Hawke is capable of.]

[lol wat]

If that's how you speak of your friends, I'd be very interested to hear what you have to say about your enemies.

[Amused Thane is amused.]

I don't have enemies! I have people who like to think they're my enemy but me? I'm completely above having enemies. It's far too exhausting.

That's a good life philosophy. I can't imagine those who don't consider you in a friendly light are keen to adopt it too, however.

[How does that work for you, Hawke? Please enlighten him.]

No.

It's probably why I get jumped nearly every time I go out.

[She's taking more water and splashing it on her face. Clearly not super concerned about this fact.]

Is that a common occurrence here, too? Or is it exclusive to back home?

[He can tell. Still, he's interested.]

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