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Thán ([personal profile] hohnkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-12-02 06:54 pm

december event log

Who: Everyone
When: December 1st and on
Where: The Midway Hub.
What: With the Moira destroyed, the crew travel to the center of the Hub.
Warnings: Potential violence. Lots and lots and lots of walking. Please label your content


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the outer gate
"Open up, and let them in."

The Moira is no more.

With the damage done to the ship due to the timeslip, all that remains is a burning wreckage and parts to be taken—if the crew can find anything in the pieces. Recovery and headcounts are the main objective for the first several hours of being planetside, and once things have settled just enough, Captain Ira calls for a meeting and addresses those who are able in person to explain the situation. He draws a rough map of the area and explains where he believes they are - according to the terrain - and where they must go. For anyone who’s listening, he describes things like an “Outer Gate”, an “Inner Gate” and “gate sectors”. Believing this to be the best course of action, all crew are asked to explore and gather what they think they’ll need to make the long journey towards the central point of the Hub. Because the MIDs are no longer working due to the lack of a network, the Captains distribute a newer tech called the TAB. It serves the same functions as the MID but is lighter, slimmer, and has the ability to stick to any surface.

WELCOME TO THE MIDWAY HUB






Now that the smoke from the crash has cleared, and injured crew have been tended to, the Captains get everyone ready for departure by explaining what they know of the Hub. Almost stone-like, the creators built a domed workspace in the largest solid space on the planet they could find. Gates are the only way inside, and anyone who catches a glimpse of the compound will see that parts of the dome are cracked. Yet, everything still appears to be relatively intact. The Midway Hub’s terrain is very rocky and difficult to walk on at times. Below the surface is a honeycomb of intermittently dense and brittle stone that makes travel difficult due to the unpredictable nature of what lies beneath the crew’s feet. Those who can develop the tech from what’s left of the debris might be able to create something to determine which route is the safest. Ships and small crafts can be used to fly, but landing is a problem—rocks jut up in sharp peaks and the clearer spots can't handle their weight. Vegetation is sparse, consisting of twisted dark gray thistles that have sprung up from cracks in the rock and burn when in direct contact with skin, and what could be considered small animals here can be seen scurrying away the closer crew get to them.

WEEK ONE
Crew are asked to hook cryo beds together and to use any appropriate vehicles that can be made or fashioned to fit the terrain to carry injured crew on the journey to the center of the Hub. Supplies are gathered, and the Captains, as well as any crew who want to, give the Moira a proper sendoff, heads bowed as they say goodbye to what’s been their home. Traveling starts out slowly, a line of a hundred-plus crew members making their way slowly forward. Stops are frequent, but camping for rest only occurs at night. Crew are assigned watch shifts, fires are built, injured tended to, and those who are able are asked to explore nearby caves and hunt for food.

Something akin to deer, though striped and only to be found in pairs, can be stumbled across at night. Throngs of dark purple mammels begin to follow the Moirans on their trip as well. They are friendly, curious, and eat the thistle. Meet the intelligent, watchful predators that aren’t easily scared away and follow the crew from a distance as if waiting to pounce. The thistle can be eaten, but only if cooked first, and those who sample the chewy plant raw will experience a burning sensation in their throat that doesn’t go away until the cooked version is consumed. During the first week, water can’t be found.

Anyone who does hunt, gather, or explore should make sure to that their TABS are on and it’s suggested that nobody goes alone.

Nearing the end of the first week, an Ingress can be spotted close by that crew can explore. If anyone dares to go inside, they will find the texture of the ground and surrounding walls to be rather soft. If inspected closely, crew will discover that what they originally thought to be rock is actually a living organism that’s fed off the energy of the Ingress it’s attached itself to. It’s not harmful and squishy to the touch. If pressed hard enough, it secretes a turquoise liquid with the consistency of water that might make a good substitute for that very thing.
WEEK TWO
When crew finally pass through the sector gates, a strange sensation encompasses them, and a depowering of sorts goes into effect. The creators put in security measures meant to put all visitors on equal footing as well as to protect themselves from harm. All crew will essentially have the strength and abilities of the average human. An unforeseen issue, this causes Captain Thán to slip into a coma as he is no longer able to continue to recover at a steady pace, and with the loss of the former Captain’s abilities, crew can no longer be brought back if they die. For the first time, all Moirans are subject to permanent death.

During this week of travel, broken ingress machines and parts will be found scattered among the rocks, and new crew will come through. Unfortunately, these Ingresses aren’t in good shape, and anyone coming through will be in varying states of distress—some physical and some mental. New individuals will either have suffered an age slip, growing older or younger than their original body, some form of body transformation (perhaps that shiny thing they were wearing is now part of them somehow), or an extreme weakness they had never been subjected to before arriving on the Midway Hub. The new people will be offered to join their group, once found, and seasoned crew will be asked to explain to them where they are going and what they know.

The rest of the week will be a mix of greeting the new arrivals and continuing to travel to the center of the Hub. The closer they get, the less frequently they’ll see animals, and more caves will begin to pop up.
WEEK THREE
Entering the third week of travel, settlements and houses begin to crop up and are prime areas for exploration and general supplies. Those who go inside may find items that have been left behind and evidence showing that those of varying species and cultures lived in the homes. Some appeared to have been scientists while others were explorers, but all living quarters are deserted. Crew who are less lucky in their search might come away with no fresh supplies, and others might walk into traps or safeguards left behind by previous tenants; these come in many forms, from mild paralysis to temporary unconsciousness. As there are more residences, there are also more caves. The entrances vary in size, and light sources will be needed to explore. Once inside, crew can find purple underwater streams, which can be consumed, and glowing surfaces. When crew drink the water, it temporarily restores powers, a few minutes tops, and then, extreme lethargy settles in for a couple of hours.

Further into the cave systems, crew will come across these lovely creatures that are attracted to sound and track through scent. They are highly dangerous and attack simply to feed. Killing them, though, is surprisingly simple as they are just as vulnerable and weak as everyone else. They are vicious in demeanor but only as strong as an average human.

The closer to the Inner Gate crew get, the less homes, wildlife, and more caves there will be.
WEEK FOUR
The Captains, aware that the crew is exhausted, stop and make camp for the first few days. Someone mentions that it’s the holidays where they’re from, and the Captains do their best to throw a party. Set up at the base of a cave, tents are built and fires roar. Soft music is played in the form of guitar, thank you Ira, and Cúrre brings out some legumes that taste like cherries when roasted. There isn’t much in the way of decorations, but crew are encouraged to dig through their pac-discs and contribute to the festivities.

After a brief respite, crew learn that the entrances to Gate A and Gate B are inside one of the caves but any signs or markings have long since worn away or been destroyed. Groups are split, TABS are synced, and crew explore carefully until an entrance is found. Crew discover Gate A first, and all crew are contacted to gather there. The Captains will remain at the cave entrance until all crew are accounted for, and then, they’ll enter through the gate together.

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purramedic: http://saa-pandaleon.tumblr.com/faq (kinda suspicious)

[personal profile] purramedic 2016-12-29 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[After a glance over to make sure the stranger really isn't injured, Anders has the bright idea to remove the hazard in the first place, and tucks the staff against his back where it belongs.]

It's rather dark in here. I should have been more careful. [He'd like to think he would have been, but this whole ordeal is throwing him through a loop.]

Have you been here long? Not... in the cave, on the ship.
hawkethat: (apostitutes! get it? get it?)

[personal profile] hawkethat 2016-12-29 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[A mystery that completely fails to bother Hawke.]

Well, the proof is in the pudding, as they say. Do you feel like gambling?

[What a pair of ingrates.]
efficacy: (✓ 098)

[personal profile] efficacy 2016-12-29 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I sure hope they're dried fruit. [ And not... anything unsavory, shall we say. ]

It might be that these houses closer to the camp have already been picked clean of anything actually useful. God knows how many people have already poked around in here.

[ It's an idle comment as she glances about again, nothing even remotely promising jumping out at her. Not that she'd see it properly, in any case. But at least she has pleasant company. ]

So, it sounds to me like there's a good story behind all that. The many trial and error, I mean.

[ She's curious, and that "one person" thing sounds a little too familiar. ]
purramedic: (listen here cumslut)

[personal profile] purramedic 2016-12-29 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Anders so graciously offers a scoff and a sardonic sort of lopsided grin at the other man's enthusiasm or lack thereof.] But it's such a lovely little gathering. [He should probably feel a little bad about mocking the captains' attempt at a reprieve, but he'll save that for later, when he isn't already at full negativity capacity.]

Not the partying sort, are you? [Not that he supposes anyone would be in this situation, jury-rigged "celebration" be damned.]
purramedic: (uh huh sure)

[personal profile] purramedic 2016-12-29 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[You're welcome, Varric. Anders is so glad his suffering is entertaining to you.

Admittedly, though, he does give a very real laugh at the thought.]


I almost wish the blighter were here, so he could prove you right. I'd pay good money to see the Prince of Starkhaven laid low by a dwarf's ass.
inconsequence: [RANUNCULUS] (❤ think again fucker)

[personal profile] inconsequence 2016-12-29 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'll face no argument from me." A few kicks at the lid of the crate they're inspecting knocks it open, and they kneel to scrape it open with the rasp of wood on wood. As suspected, there is nothing of use within: fibers of ropes and clothing have withered away over time.

Does the smell of rot unsettle him? How rude.

At last they locate a pen-knife, which they promptly pocket. Knives are useful tools.
mylawn: (pic#10436224)

[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-29 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
I ain't your mijo, either.

[He knows what that means! Don't think he doesn't! He's like twice your age, missy, and he certainly doesn't trust your thermos of purple water.]

I don't think your concern comes without a price tag.
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[personal profile] tearsinajar 2016-12-29 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Seems like there's still a good few hours before sundown. We can keep going, if you want.

[ Sealing up her bag again she moves off to one of the broken windows, glass shards cracking beneath her boots. There should be some more houses further out that might be untouched that could head in to...

Elena turns back to her when she hears the request for storytime. She smiles, shaking her head on a quiet laugh.
]

Yeah... Yeah, there's a few good stories I could tell. Which one do you want?

[ Could be like a story for the road. ]

Wanna head out?
purramedic: (talkie)

[personal profile] purramedic 2016-12-29 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[This back and forth is a little suspect to Anders, though in what way he isn't sure. At the very least, he knows the stranger's vagueness making him more than a little uncomfortable. Perhaps, though, he can coax something concrete out of the man.]

I'm Anders. [It's clear enough that he might already know that, but he's trying.] New to this... expedition.
otiosity: (if you look away its easier to lie)

[personal profile] otiosity 2016-12-29 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hawke watches his face. She's good at watching while appearing as though she's not paying attention at all. When he squeezes her she makes a soft hiccuping noise and wiggles a little before settling back against him. It was strange to see him like this and she didn't much like it all.]

So I suppose now you're going to be sleeping in my bed since you haven't got one. Now I'll finally get to pay you back for years of sleeping in yours after drinking too much.
psychadrellic: (i need a strong drink)

[personal profile] psychadrellic 2016-12-29 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Black with just a pinch of sugar - if you have any - to take the edge off.

[He waits patiently while she prepares the drink, and accepts it politely when she hands it over, immediately bringing the mug to his mouth and taking a cautious sip. It's just at that hot-but-drinkable temperature, so he sips again before nodding his head.]

Thank you.

[He listens intently as she describes the deserts of Earth. Hearing her talk gives him a warm feeling - separate from the heat of the beverage in his hands.]

I'm not surprised. Physically seeing and existing in or near such places has a way of connecting one more directly to the past than any other means.

[He smiles and nods his head again at her assessment.]

The drell evolved on a rocky, mostly arid world, though I wasn't born there, and have never visited. I was raised on a planet covered almost entirely in ocean, which, as you know, was unkind to my physiology.
potentialed: pls dnt (Default)

[personal profile] potentialed 2016-12-29 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That had been one thought Stephen had about the caves. The others were about possibly finding some answers to where the previous inhabitants went. Anything seemed possible at this point.

He gets out his own flashlight and turns it on once they enter the mouth of the cave. ]


Ever done much cave-diving, Mr. Stark?
potentialed: pls dnt (Default)

[personal profile] potentialed 2016-12-29 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He stops, too, watching her as he gets out his flashlight. ]

Stephen Strange.

[ A beat. ]

Just Kerrigan, then? No last name?

[ Don't start that shit again, Strange. ]
potentialed: pls dnt (Default)

[personal profile] potentialed 2016-12-29 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He breathes out a dry laugh, ]

Oh, no. It definitely doesn't win.

[ That would be the Dark Dimension. But he's not going to talk about all that right now. Or ever, really. Her name, however, does make him pause enough to look over at her. Ah, so that's it. He nods before going back to looking at the ground, ]

The spy and Avenger. I thought you looked familiar.
potentialed: pls dnt (Default)

[personal profile] potentialed 2016-12-29 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Stephen almost jumps at her voice, having not really noticed her in his on-coming panic. She is definitely yelling so he yells back, ]

You calm down! And don't point that thing at me!

[ He moves his hand as if to cast a spell but nothing happens. He stares at his hand, dumbfounded. He repeats the motion a second time and then a third before stumbling back from Rey. But he's not even looking at her anymore, just his hands. ]

Oh God, no. Please.

[ That can't be gone. How can it be gone?! ]
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[personal profile] knaval 2016-12-29 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
...No.

[the boat shifts uncomfortably. somehow.]

Sssso, how'd you feel about a little field work?
knaval: (for me)

[personal profile] knaval 2016-12-29 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I wouldn't talk to him about it though.

[he shrugs.]

I'm kind of a bad subject for him. I think it's the thing where I betrayed them all for dead apparently.
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[personal profile] pleasereset 2016-12-29 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
They aren't perfect, and Chara can see right through him. He was always a poor liar, and when he lied and deceived everyone around him as Flowey, sometimes he couldn't help but let his true feelings slip through.

"She'll find another kid, and instantly forget about you. You'll NEVER see her again."

Asriel bites his lower lip.

"You... you do?"
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[personal profile] swarm_embrace 2016-12-29 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
It is my last name.

[She's tempted to make a comment or joke on his name but dismisses the idea. He's heard all of them by now.]

Do you know how to handle yourself if we run into angry cave animals?
alan_1: (lmao u thought)

[personal profile] alan_1 2016-12-29 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
That’s more than I can say. I hitched a ride with someone else. [He never did get certified to fly the transporters. It had never seemed necessary when they had the security of the Moira to rely on. He never imagined that one day they’d be the only space-worthy vessels they had left.

He motions to the disarray around him.]
I’m just taking stock of supplies. You can help if you’d like. [It’s not difficult work, but there’s a lot of it. Not that Alan has much else to do with his time given his skillset isn’t really suited to the crew’s current circumstances.]

I’m lucky the numbers are always changing, [Alan jokes,] Otherwise I’d run out of things to do.
frostedplum: (do you want to build a snowman?)

[personal profile] frostedplum 2016-12-29 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's all right that you don't. There's no reason to worry about it until we see it for ourselves." Mei is just going to stay chill (heh) until that time.

"At least now we can all rest after working so hard to reach this place." Especially those who have been affected by the Ingress, like her.
frostedplum: (oops! sorry!)

[personal profile] frostedplum 2016-12-29 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um, maybe we should head back," Mei suggests, allowing herself to be pulled, but at the same time trying to gently loosen Suiseiseki's grip so she doesn't get pulled so hard she falls. If she was in better shape, she wouldn't mind heading in with her endothermic blaster to see what all the commotion was about, but she's at a disadvantage with her legs being in the state they're in.

"Someone else can handle this cave."
grandpaladin: (Fresh new kicks and pants)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-12-29 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
It was created in response to one crisis. The Omnic Crisis. And then... well!

We stuck around! Just in case.

[He shakes his head, and makes a shooing motion with his hand.]

But that is old. Now, we have other things to focus on.
inconsequence: (❤ and im the top sniper)

[personal profile] inconsequence 2016-12-29 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Always the tone of surprise. Again the question arises as to how much he may know. Another Chara, laughingly enough, has evidently passed this way before, and this has doubtless had its consequences.

Again they must wonder, bitterly, how much ground was covered when they were last here. He does not fear them. He misses them, despicably enough. He misses what would and has destroyed him.

"Of course." They smile, a faint, soft upward hook of one side of their mouth. Skewed rather than glued on, something feeble as they attempt to make it...sincere. "Any fool could see it."
grandpaladin: (speak loudly carry big hammer)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-12-29 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't see it so much as sense it. In that weird, crazy way Reinhardt knows these things. His step picks up a bit -- because it's nice not to be in the proverbial doghouse.]

As am I, my friend. As am I.

[He nods once, and steps forward to collect the dead animal. In one hand, because that's just how Reinhardt rolls.]

Very well! That was simple enough!