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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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thisavrou_log2016-12-02 06:54 pm
week 2 ) wildcard nonsense at the medical tent
Imagine her surprise when it's a familiar face she sees, and Lena's greeted with an immediate smile that dims only at the sight of pain in her old friend's expression and she gentles in her approach, quick steps mincing carefully and brows furrowing. Yet she doesn't hesitate to hold an arm out to her in invitation with the other raised ready to cradle her head close. ]
Lena! It's so good to see you, dear; what's wrong?
[ Because she second she gets ahold of her it will be a good few long moments before she lets go and can get a look at her properly, ok?? Fight her. ]
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Lena doesn't even hesitate to accept the hug. It feels like a little piece of her heart has slid back into place. She'd stopped mourning Overwatch a long time ago, but she never quite stopped missing her friends. ]
I missed you so much. [ Angela might be able to feel Lena's smile against her shoulder. ] Bit of an incident with the Ingress, I think. They looked in bad shape. Looks worse than it feels.
[ No it doesn't. ]
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She'll just... set aside a moment to enjoy this, as Lena seems to be presenting herself as all right and wouldn't do so if her situation were dire, so she will soak up the younger agent while she has her and just take a deep, slow breath. She's hardly changed at all in those six (seven) years. ]
I've missed you, too. It's been too long. [ She can feel that smile, and it's what doesn't stop her from turning to press a good smooch in her hair, letting her hold onto Angela as long as she needs. ] I'll get you fixed right up. All of Winston's drilling blueprints and theories into me day and night have yet to fail me. I still associate physics with the smell of peanut butter and bananas.
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Lena pulls back quickly, just enough so that she can look at Angela. She's surprised but pleasantly so. Lena was perfectly willing to grin and bear it-- better a damaged-but-working Accelerator than none at all-- but fixing it? That would be spectacular. More than she'd hoped when she was clear-headed enough to notice. ]
You can really fix it?
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The surprise is something she hates to let down because she realizes she wasn't necessarily clear, but when Lena draws back Angela's still smiling, if a touch apologetic. ]
Well, the harness at the very least, yes. If there is damage to the accelerator itself I'll have to see. If not myself, I know of a couple very skilled engineers who may be able to bump heads with me, though.
[ Angie honey no that's not how the saying goes— put our heads together, she means. Idioms. ]
Let me get a look at you though, and get you some water.
[ She'll motion for Lena to have a seat and then bustle off for some light-duty painkillers and a bottle of water, returning to offer them both to her and begin examining the damage and her clothing once she's had her fill. ]
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The core's still alright. I can tell if somethin's wrong with it. Fixin' the harness would be great. More than I expected.
[ Lena dutifully sits down, resting her forearms on her thighs. She allows herself to slump a bit, lets the tiredness show.
When Angela comes back, she sits up with a smile and takes the medicine rather gratefully. ]
How's it look?
I CAN CHANGE THIS IF YOU WANTED TO ROLL WITH SMTH ELSE WITH THE HARNESS DAMAGE JUST LMK <3
[ It's good news, at least, that the accelerator itself isn't damaged. Angela's smile warms as if to make up for Lena's flickering with the news, but she's bustling off and returning a few moments later and holding out the aspirin and glass of water to her charge. ]
Here you are, dear. This will take the edge off, and the water will do you well.
[ Her hands settle on Lena's shoulders once they're free, reassuring and bending just enough to bump her head to the other woman's in an affectionate little gesture, rubbing her arms. When she's finished drinking, Angela sets about gentle prodding at the edges of the harness and into the collar of her coat, beneath her shirt— tracing her clavicle to the edge of the harness where it's began fusing through her clothing and to her skin, but it's superficial at best.
Hm. ]
I'm not sure, it may be dire. [ Spoken with a lofty (yet teasing) tone, nearing on a dramatic sigh. ] It's looking like I'll have to cut up this lovely jacket of yours.
[ Angela please. ]
From there, though, I'll have to see. It doesn't seem to have worked too deep. I have some of the extra uniforms for this place that will fit you, so you won't be without clothes. May I?
let's do this
Angela startles her for a moment before Lena catches onto the joking tone. A smile spreads across her face as she replies equally dramatically. ]
No, Doctor! Anything but that!
[ Okay, maybe she's a tad bit bummed about the jacket. But she does have her priorities. ]
But I suppose if you must... go ahead.
[ She heaves one last dramatic sigh. ]
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Oh no, I'm afraid it's too late. It's already been eaten through; we'll ensure a proper funeral is arranged.
[ Said with the utmost levity, properly mournful— she's glad it's keeping Lena's spirits up and drawing her into the act as well. Even if she isn't entirely convinced, fake it 'til you make it, right? ]
I absolutely must. My professional recommendation.
[ Angela sets about separating the pieces from where they've nearly melted in with the harness, steady and sure with bandage scissors until she has to work at the edges with a scalpel, never once nicking the other woman's skin as she slowly works away and reveals more and more of it, layers of clothing coming off in odd-shaped pieces and piled neatly to one side.
In the meantime, smalltalk. ]
Did you run into anyone else on the way here, dear? If not, I'm more than happy to inform you that we're far from alone.
[ Though she does wonder exactly how many she should mention and who she should allow to re-introduce themselves— lookin' at you, Ana and Gabriel. ]
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