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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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warandpeace: (Tнe мeмory oғ мy αɴɢel)

[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-12-19 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know. [He thought they'd find civilization, people, a planet with significant development. But here there's been nothing but greater disappointment.] Nothing good.

[Because successes are few and far between.]

[He wobbles with he motion of her hands, feeling them work through the knots. He closes his eyes and grunts because he's ridiculously stiff. He never lets anyone do this.]

This guy... think you and your friends can keep him from hurting anyone? Because if I were you, I'd consider talking to Tony Stark about some suit enhancements.
brokeassgoing: (cutthroat)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-19 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
YOU'RE IN THE WAY! EAT A DICK!
brokeassgoing: (cutthroat)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-19 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
I may be hard boiled but I ain't dumb enough to put all those eggs in one basket-- I've got instincts. Perfectly honed for danger.
brokeassgoing: (spare me)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-19 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Look Arnold sprints too but he's much cooler on a bike. C'mon.

he just gives 76 a Look]


Besides the old fashioned way of pure smashing? I'm not exactly a swiss-army knife.
democratically: (night gown)

[personal profile] democratically 2016-12-19 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
It usually is.

[Thinking of her own husband in that moment. At least Anakin before Mustafar, before the darkness engulfed him. Padmé would have laid down her life for him.]

Shall we, then?
alterplex: (14.)

[personal profile] alterplex 2016-12-19 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ They make an odd pair: the bright-eyed girl with her angel wings, and the scar-torn giant with his devil horn. Venom shouldn't inspire much confidence with respect to being gentle, but he steps forward when he's beckoned to and kneels in front of the new addition to their rabble.

He could probably snap this thing's neck without much effort, but instead of doing so when the deer-rhino hybrid starts nibbling on his hair, all he spares is a gruff hey and a careful nudge.

It doesn't stop. This grown-ass man is kneeling next to Nill, getting harassed by space deer.

Smooth.
]
democratically: (tcw do you think that)

[personal profile] democratically 2016-12-19 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you. That is very kind." And it is. The generosity of people here is something that Padmé has always been impressed with. She knows that sometimes people act untoward in times of strife or times of upheaval, but she has been lucky to date.

"My name is Padmé. Padmé Amidala. And you?"
brokeassgoing: (a wiseguy)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-19 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, you said it, not me.

[well well well]

Well excuuuuuuse me, princess. I'm just trynna make things easier for us refugees.

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-12-19 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[If he could shove this deep weariness in some other direction, he would. But the exhaustion has seeped so deep, it's settled in the marrow of his bones, to the point where the whole of him either aches or is wrapped near-completely in a poorly hidden state of anxiety. With the Force, he felt like he had some kind of help, like he could push the pain away to a degree where it did not become the core of him.

Anakin shrugs in response. If the feeling were less noticeable, that might have been the case, but having brought this up to her, Padmé hadn't noticed or truly understood the difference. She's capable because she's never known different. Force favored as she might sometimes be, the loss of it isn't an ordeal]


It's just one more thing I can't explain right.

[All he wants is the universe to calm down for more than a lucky week at a time. From surprise children, to Vader, a warzone, another lost limb, to a slavery outpost, Obi-Wan's abuse (though he doesn't expect his friend to call he'd gone through what it actually had been so plainly, two ship crashes, a lost year, an unfamiliar species change (if anything was a change in perspective, it had been that), to this?

This hasn't been about a shift in perspective in some time. He'd never quite adjusted after Vader, not with the settling of that doubt, and everything that adds onto this is either deserved or simply untenable when he's already spread so thinly.]


No one can adapt this quickly.
alterplex: (15.)

[personal profile] alterplex 2016-12-19 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
One of them is in critical condition. The others haven't demonstrated leadership aside from pointing and directing.

[ Dryly, with a side of dismissal. ]

Wouldn't count on them to maintain morale.
brokeassgoing: (the actual good face)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-19 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
[with a nod he leads the way; half in case there's something really good and half because it'll probably make her feel more comfortable.]

democratically: (remind)

[personal profile] democratically 2016-12-19 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Oh? Hmm. Does that mean that you call Anakin- [Give her a moment.] Husbadmé?
jedimindtrick: robins @ ij (☆ 7)

[personal profile] jedimindtrick 2016-12-19 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
What's the alternative?

[ He rarely asks so simply, although this time he hopes a simple question will prompt a simple answer. They might as well speak plainly. Without the benefit of the Force, staying truthful and straightforward is the best way to maintain that trust.

Nodding away from the party, he leaves the celebrations behind in favor of a little privacy for them both.
]
brokeassgoing: (youre kidding)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-19 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
You don't seem too worried 'bout them. They're running around with their thumbs up their asses if the one is down for the count.
grammascookies: (ana2)

[personal profile] grammascookies 2016-12-19 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"...so it is not a reach to say he attacked you?"

Even if she already had plenty of reasons to be mad at him, it added more onto it. Ana didn't let it show on her face but she was definitely have to work with Soldier some day and lay into Reaper with no mercy. Not a ticking time bomb but definitely a slow burning fuse for a small block of thermite that would end up burning hotter than the surface of the sun.

"Do you plan to confront him again?"
alterplex: (77.)

[personal profile] alterplex 2016-12-19 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
The medics have a better idea of how to deal with the Captain that's out for the count. If the rest of them can't be bothered to consolidate a SITREP for their crew, they're not worth depending on.

[ Practical, practiced— obviously, he's been in situations like this before.

Incidentally, Venom is only ever verbose when he has operations to lay down. That also shows.
]

We're not their glorified support team. If they won't work with us, we work around them.
grammascookies: (ana1)

[personal profile] grammascookies 2016-12-19 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Try not to be silly. My visored friend here would be more than happy to let you know that nosy old ladies like me do not let things pass by that easily.

[It was a humorous kind of self-degradation. Not serious but Ana was always more than happy to use it to her advantage.]

But a roommate, hm? Did the two of you find yourself in any interesting situations?
cifrado: (crashing down undone)

Sombra // OTA

[personal profile] cifrado 2016-12-19 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
WEEK 2; arriving somewhere but not here

[Sombra certainly doesn't seem any worse for the wear for her arrival. She's a bit curious, of course, but ultimately takes to things with all the grace of a cat falling from a height just slightly more than they gauged. She doesn't talk about where she was or what she was doing, but she'll happily barrage anyone within reach with questions- are you the (un)lucky victim this time?

Though, eventually- she'll make her way to the medical tents, stretching her back with a faint frown.]


Anyone on duty?

WEEK 3; with another lie, it's my style

Given the chance, Sombra will absolutely volunteer for one of the exploring parties. She's apt to disappear and reappear without warning while out on them, and as for traps? Hah. More likely, she's found someone else in one of them, hand moving to her chin with a bemused expression and a, "Really?"

As for the caverns, well- she's absolutely not about to explore those alone. Taking a look around the outside, yes, but she's not stupid. And she is, after all, trying to create a sort of reputation- the helpful, friendly sort of woman, dutifuly trotting back to report-

"Before you ask, no, these," a flick of nails towards the subtle glow of her garb, "don't glow enough for us to see in there. You got something else?"

WEEK 4; under gas light the joining of hands

Holidays, huh.

Well, Sombra will certainly participate in the party, weaving her way in and out of groups with all the grace and skill of a social butterfly. By now she's gotten a decent gauge of people, and will focus on those who seem to be keeping to themselves- plunking herself down next to them as if they're old friends.

"So," she says with a smile, "not one for fiestas, or you just not used to people?"

WILDCARD;
[Make something up- I'll adapt format to fit.]
brokeassgoing: (lemme tell ya)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-19 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[he hum as he listens-- can't work with them, so fuck them, basically. it makes sense, given how little the captains have given them in terms of, well, anything.]

A ragtag group of fuck ups is better than nothing, I guess.
saveyourserpent: (heh)

[personal profile] saveyourserpent 2016-12-19 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not keeping you from going anywhere, actually. And I thought you preferred I didn't eat people.
notyetsore: (are you talking to me)

[personal profile] notyetsore 2016-12-19 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Hearing a voice at all comes as a bit of a surprise, but the fact that it's quiet definitely does help. Ginko glances over his shoulder and gives his older self a small nod before pointing.

"One of those animals was over there. I thought there might be more of them."
alterplex: (52.)

[personal profile] alterplex 2016-12-19 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ That moment when a Snake walks into a snake pit. He has a feeling that the only person here who has the upper hand is the amiable-looking woman who's taken it upon her self to do the one thing that no one wanted anyone to do, which is to ask questions.

There's a stretch of silence after the last of Ana's syllables fade into the abyss, and Venom—

—tips his head to the side. Mildly puzzled.
]

...Not in our room. [ Dadfort was a nice, pure space for dead soldiers!!! ]
cifrado: (but there's an old man sitting)

week three

[personal profile] cifrado 2016-12-19 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Sombra has carefully arranged a few things so that she's go along with the big guy on one of his scouting missions. He may not be good for scouting, after all, but her? She's light, nimble, and more than capable of warning for any advances of danger.

So far, though, things seem rather boring. She even has to fight back a yawn as he starts hauling some things out of a house, mumbling to himself- she can't quite hear him, but she thinks she can guess, based on what she's taken of him so far.]


You gonna do that every time?
brokeassgoing: (wanna run that by me again)

[personal profile] brokeassgoing 2016-12-19 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
You're keeping my sanity is what you are. Don't be a smartass to boot.
cifrado: (begging for a fist around it)

week four

[personal profile] cifrado 2016-12-19 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Wandering off all by your lonesome? In to caves still inhabited by some ever-so-pleasant creatures? You're just asking for trouble, Jack.

Good thing she's already found you. Sombra's perched herself in position to watch as he approaches- she's positioned so that not only the shadows are hiding her, but unless someone was looking for her tucked away in the rock, it'd be almost impossible to see her. And just as he moves underneath?]


Oi, viejo. Catch.

[...Is that a thermos falling from above?]