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the inner gate
"Let them in, and take them out."
Through ups and downs, the Moira and the crew have survived much together:
During the first wave of arrivals, the ship docks at a planet that has an addictive substance called Exuo — crew went through mood swings, heightened aggression, and fits of paranoia. Natives attempted to kidnap and sacrifice everyone.
A solar storm caused a power blip, and strange masks were found in every mailbox that gave them unusual abilities.
They reached Caducus Primary, a planet largely comprised of glass. The representative of CP accused the crew and captains of theft; however, they didn’t leave fast enough, and a skirmish caused damage to their Ingress, which ended with Caducus Primary cracking and being destroyed.
The power fluctuates and temperatures drop. One of the captains, Tipota, is found dead. This is the introduction of Ploiatos, who ended up being one of the original crew members affected by the power of the Ingress.
The Moira docks at Emiri, which was comprised of three main cities where the culture was influenced heavily by finding one’s soulmate. The company responsible for this, Link’d Inc, is incredibly popular throughout the universe. However, hints of forced unions, kidnapping, and slavery are investigated by the crew after an attack on all of the cities by a rebel group. The planet becomes locked down. Benjamin Link joins the crew and helps them escape.
Another month passes, and crew dock on Ceta. It is known for it’s unusual atmosphere and its living beings AKA sentient flying whales. They were hunted for valuable organic resources, and eventually, the crew decided to hire mercenaries from outlying planets to protect them from further death.
Soon after, the Moira stops at an abandoned prison station called Del Pascia with a resident AI (D-E-L) who was “irritated and snippy” but did not keep crew from exploring and taking items. D-E-L tried to persuade crew to stay, and when it became clear no one wanted to, D-E-L tried to infect them as she had infected those who’d remained behind in the prison. Everyone fought and escaped.
Amissis-Re is an unregistered planet that had no signs of life — the crew’s next stop. Here, they meet a “host” who had done the impossible and “fixed” the Ingress. However, she only reversed the energy of the Ingress, which created melted worlds and made it incredibly dangerous to discern reality from the time inside these worlds. The host gifts some of the crew with journals after she decides to go through the Ingress and remain there.
The Moira begins to malfunction, and those of Caducus Secondary, along with survivors of Caducus Primary, hunt the ship and those inside it for revenge. Negotiations started while crew tried to set up defenses aboard. Due to prior issues, the Ingress shuts off, resulting in the melding of Caducun glass with the ship and everyone aboard. When the Ingress finally stabilizes, the Moira is now in a different universe: the Runoff.
Some members of the crew are found on a slavery outpost in the Runoff, and others make a stealthy rescue effort to bring them back to the Moira. First Mate Egan and Captain Ira appear through the Ingress, explaining that they are the original members of the Moira designated to pilot the ship. The old captains hand over authority to them as the ship drifts into the Luminous Sea.
The ship crashes into one of the moons within the Luminous Sea where crew find a group of natives who are overly friendly. They beckon them to stay with food, drink, and much more. Unbeknownst to those who stay with them, an entire year passes. Eventually, what is wrong with the Moira is patched so they can leave.
After months of hard travel, the crew explore the wonders of the Mini Colony. A closed ceremony held on the MC caused crew to change in ways they’d never experienced before. Yet, during the festivities, someone triggered the “fear machine”, and crew suffered from phobias once back on the ship.
Those working on the Ingress pick up a signature for the Midway Hub and begin to make preparations to go there. The new species Ploiatos has become is named Mirtis (meer-tees); some of the crew kill him before things get too out of control again as they had in the previous months. The Ingress is then turned on, and the ship falls into a time slip.
The Moira crashes on the Midway Hub.
Captain Ira draws a map and encourages crew to split up and travel to the Inner Gate of the Midway Hub. Once inside the Outer Gate, crew experience de-powering — a safety protocol of those who’d worked on the Hub. Exploration and survival are a key focus during this time. They move through a network of caves to find the entrance to the Inner Gate.
After a brief respite, crew learn that the entrances to Gate A and Gate B are inside one of the caves. 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 remain at the cave entrance until all crew are accounted for, and then, they enter through the gate together.
Finally, after entering through the Inner Gate, the crew head down through a system of tunnels that lead them to an underground - and main - section of the Midway Hub. Initial scans show that there is a catacomb of rooms and hallways that seem to have been patched together hastily and messily, suggesting that the builders added on new areas as they were needed. Anyone who has abilities, and tries to use them now, will realize that they are no longer depowered as they had been for the last several weeks. Crew are allowed to explore and are encouraged to look for any evidence as to why the previous tenants are gone, as well as take any supplies found or find ways to radio out for assistance.
☄ FLOOR ONE - jan. 3rd
Deeper in, the first level of the Hub is littered with thousands of papers and notes regarding things on the Ingress. Some are highly classified while others are of the smallest consequence to anyone reading them. Upon closer inspection, some of the things listed might even make sense to those of the crew slightly familiar with Ingress technology—reports of energy distortion and time slips, effects of the energy on those traveling through it, how to isolate particular parts of the Ingress' energy and use them to transport to other places. Only a portion of these documents are legible; the majority have either been torn into pieces or charred. Smaller rooms can be found here as well, offices and labs that are only large enough to hold five or six people at a time, and within some of them, pieces of machinery and electronics can be found. Most recognizable are the circular-curved mechanisms that belong to an Ingress. Yet, rather than just one, there are hundreds. Some have been left in piles of twisted, melted hunks, and some, those parts still (probably) capable of being used if the occasion presented itself, are thrown about carelessly, tossed under desks and under chairs and even embedded in parts of the walls where they - more than likely - exploded.
Not much else can be found on this level. Unless empty cups and broken computers are justifiable as something.
☄ FLOOR TWO - jan. 4th
Crew who travel even further within the Hub will find that not all things have been deserted. Sort of. What greets anyone who explores here is the visible evidence that some sort of intense struggle happened between those who worked on the Hub and a group of outsiders. Dead bodies cover the floors, in hallways, and inside personal quarters. The one constant in the tableau is that none of them died in any sort of peace, and the visceral knowledge of that is clear by the amount of blood spilled and the putrid smell that comes from it having been sealed off for such a long time. Be careful to tread lightly and step with caution. Also, breathing the air for any more than a few seconds without some sort of filter isn’t advisable. Items worth taking might be in the form of blankets and clothes, but most of it seems to have been taken in a rush.
☄ FLOOR THREE - jan. 5th
And even further within the Hub, below the offices and labs and unfortunate death, a power source can be found. From obvious signs, it is clear that someone had lived here recently, and anyone who looks through some of the things left behind will find a list of recordings readily available to them. They are as follows:
audio log 1
audio log 2
audio log 3
audio log 4
audio log 5
☄ FLOOR FOUR - jan. 6th to the 24th
Inside the Ingress Channel, a group of fifteen have taken up a defensive position, standing in a small circle towards the back. When approached, they’ll tell crew to stay where they are; they want to talk to them but with lots of space between. There doesn’t appear to be a leader of this diverse group, but one person comes forward and asks who they are and what they were doing on the Moira as they had seen it crash. With this new group being unwilling to divulge any information, the conversation is slow to reveal anything important or useful.
Through patience and diplomatic efforts by the crew, the following is eventually discovered: these people call themselves Savrii and aren’t native to the Midway Hub. The Savrii aren’t hostile, though they are skittish at first. Their people were sent through the Ingress to destroy all the documented research on Ingress technology and energy that could be found here, taking out anyone who tried to stop them. Their mission was critical, meant to protect the universe from those tampering with such an unstable, natural force. During the incursion, the Ingress machines on the Hub were damaged, and they are what’s left of the group of Savrii that didn’t make it back through before the machine shut down. They’ve seen footage and schematics of the Moira and would have destroyed it, too, if it had landed instead of crashing. The Moirans did the job for them.
Their people don’t believe in fighting or chaos, unless the Ingress energy is being manipulated in any way. The ship was the first of its kind, created by severing some of the energy from the whole. This upset an already delicate balance and caused issues with Ingresses all across the universes. The Savrii liken it to taking a child away from its mother. When the crew explain that they were only passengers, the Savrii believe them. They lower their weapons and open the floor to peaceful discussion. From this point, crew learn that the Savrii have been surviving here as they try to fix one of the Ingress machines, which they are close to but are lacking one of the key elements. Science technicians from the Moira, who have studied the Ingress will realize that after sorting through the wreckage the part they need survived the crash, and with help, the crew are able to assist in replacing the broken element.
When the Ingress is rebooted, they send one of their group through, who returns a moment later with good news. The damage on this side didn’t affect the Ingress Complex on the other, a place where the Ingress Energy was first discovered and built around. They tell of their home, with the largest and first Ingress machine, that is a mecca of travel and culture. It might not be the crew's original homes, but the Ingress there is functioning, and they can use it.
The Savrii can go home. The Moirans are allowed to come with them.
Step through the Ingress and
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thisavrou_log2017-01-03 09:25 pm
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Heading off into the unknown is just a little more of the same. And there's a very distinct possibility the journey's soon going to be at an end, if what these people say about their home is true.
He glances over upon hearing Miller's voice, his own dog heading over to say hi.]
We've made it through this far. That's saying a bit already.
[Encouraging words from Liquid Snake of all people.]
As far as waits go, I've had worse.
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[He snorts softly at the comment, remembering what Liquid said of his internment. He had long waits indeed.]
Well... If they can get us back. More importantly, if they can get us back knowing what we know now. [He doesn't specifically mention that he doesn't want to go back with the knowledge that he might die. They both know enough about that.] Do you trust them?
[They might be being honest, but Kaz isn't sure that he has it in him to try.]
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Liquid sits down in a nearby chair, sighing lightly.]
I've only ever trusted one person.
[And he's not here. Hasn't been for a while. And the 'version' of him he remembers most is dead. He doubts there will ever be someone he can trust as much.]
But this is the best we can do right now. Seems like it's either we follow them into who knows what, or we stay here. And I don't know about you, but I'd rather not hang around.
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Better than being stuck here, yeah. What gets me... is that those people downstairs were slaughtered. So, is it that easy to look past? Not for moral reasons, but for ones of our own protection.
[Nothing like mass murder to make one think about one's future. Multiple experiences with it, at that.]
Ah, well. I guess if it gets worse, it won't be anything new to us. We've seen some pretty bad situations.
[He's watching as the dogs make noises at each other in that strange husky language that doesn't quite sound like a normal dog should. The men on the base would have loved these animals. Or will love, if he's so lucky to bring them back with him.]
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Liquid doesn't quite know the feeling.]
As much as I'd like to not look past a lot of things, we're running low on options here. I'm not too worried, though. I'm sure I can take them.
[You know, it's clearly not a big deal or anything, right?]
I'll say, pretty bad. It's not like I don't know what dying's like. I'd certainly hope I wouldn't have to deal with that again, but it'd at least be a 'been there done that' sort of situation.
[He laughs. He's not going to die before he gets back if he can help it, and if he can't, he's going down swinging and taking down as many enemies as he can.]
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What was it like for you?
[Death, that is. For his mother, she had slipped away quietly. He frail, thin hand in his. The infection that killed her having left scars. Her mind, barely even there to be lost. What was it like for his father? Those sad last moments in which he felt so alone in the world that he gave up. How much did he feel?]
[Sometimes he wonders what he'll go through. What V will go through. He's seen a lot of ways to die. None of them pretty.]
[It seems like something even Liquid is afraid of. Those people downstairs must have been to. And from what he can tell, the sparse information they've gleaned and had been told, all it took was knowing too much.]
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Heart attack. FOXDIE. Everything just sort of... stopped. When I realized what was happening, I couldn't even get out a full bloody word. It was... cold. That's the last thing I really remember about it, being cold. I didn't mind the cold when I wasn't dying, but... I don't know, I guess it got intense.
[That's what happens when you die in the snow, apparently.]
Not my finest hour. I'd like to avoid that happening again.
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FOXDIE was their way of wiping out a potential threat too, wasn't it?
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[He tries really, really hard not to say it with a sneer. So it's only kind of a tiny sneer.]
I'm sure they had a lovely time with it afterwards.
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Just more convenient waste for them.
I'm pretty sure I won't be able to see this any other way. Those people down there didn't need to die for them to cover up their secret. We know what the right man [horrible man, but still] can do to someone's mind.
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[From his own experiences with brainwashing, from knowing what he knows now about Venom, from what his own best friend could do with people's minds.]
Maybe death is a better fate than that in the end. Maybe it isn't. There's a lot to be said about philosophy.
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[He tips his head in the direction of where they'd come in, rather than the floor itself.]
I doubt it would have been worse. They were ruthless with it.
[He wants to go home, badly. He has a lot to make up for, a lot to prevent.] If circumstances were different, I would say this Ingress should be shut down altogether. [But they are what they are, and even at his most generous Miller can be an incredibly selfish man.]
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[A slight shrug.]
Even if we weren't here, if our circumstances were different, I doubt shutting it down would do much in the long run except maybe make some people feel a little better. Not much we can do about anything until we get more information entirely.
[And it absolutely sucks to feel so powerless about everything, but that's life out in space.]
In the end, we just keep going.
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[But that doesn't mean he doesn't feel wore out from starting over and over again.]
So eventually this means we could return home. Problem is I'm a full two years older. Don't know if I'll be able to return with the changes that have been made now.
Gonna do my best. I know that there's a slim possibility of holding onto memories. My artificial limbs are a different story.
I'll spend my time working on a way to do that first.
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[He looks down at the dogs. Can the dogs go? What does an Ingress do when it returns people home?]
If I go back? I'm dead. I could be going back to an existence of bloody nothing. There's nothing left for me there. I clung to what I could cling to and in the end that wasn't even enough.
And then I ended up on the ship. I had my own body again, had a life again.
[He clenches his glass hand into a fist. He's undergone a few changes, but it's still his body.
It's so weird talking about this with someone, especially Miller, but he's found him to be the sort of person he can confide in when he needs to. He was able to talk to him about the Tretij thing. He can talk to him about this.]
I want to be able to take this with me.
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It was a difficult decision, getting this. I know it seemed like it shouldn't be, but I went without because I was paying respects to our lost men. Then I got here. I wasn't a ranked soldier. I needed it to get by. Now I've gotten used to it.
[He still hates it, in a way. He compromised his morals to get it, gave up on a search for retribution.]
I don't want to leave the dogs here, either.
[They brought them through the Ingress. Why can't they send them back? Or why can't they send them back and allow them to be remembered. He knows that if he realized that this husky was following him around, he'd welcome her. The whole damn base would welcome her, actually.]
[But what kind of life would be left for him.] Well... maybe if we're lucky, they're better at using the thing. They made it, after all.
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[He knows the desire for retribution all too well, but he'd personally rather be able to administer such a thing at his full potential.]
We made it through the one on the ship without coming in a bunch of amnesiacs. If it works the same the other way round, we might have something. Put the dogs on a lead, step through, hope for the best.
[It's all they can do. Unfortunate that everything has to come down to being all they can do, but nobody's quite in their element out here anyway.]
I think we'll make it.
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[There's another pang as he misses them both.] They thought I was a Japanese spy during some World War II world. It made them forget.
I hope these people are better with the damn thing.
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[A pause.]
Back then. ...I went back for a bit. Further back. Saw my team again. Guess I'm lucky I didn't stay long enough for anything to get too bad.
I wonder... what would they truly consider home, anyway?
[Maybe slightly, he's entertaining the thought of swooping in and saving his team somehow. Now that he no longer personally has FOXDIE to contend with... Hm.
It's unlikely, but it's nice to imagine.]
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[And for that, he considers himself infinitely lucky.]
I have no idea. Maybe home is just what we make of it. As generic a notion as that is. I thought motherbase was home. [But now he knows that he can't stay there.]
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[Now if he'd had the chance to get the drop on the guy...
Oh well. The rules on the ship eventually made that its own sort of possibility, even before his father was gone.]
I suppose the generic thing has to work for some people. I've never quite had an actual home, just places I've stayed. Seems I've always had to leave, eventually.
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[Home is where the heart is? Home is where all the effort is.]
Cipher made settling down hard on everyone.
[Ah, yes, it's about time that he remembers how insufferably bitter he is about what they've done to him. What they've done to all of them.]
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[It's not much, in the long run.]
Even now, settling down at all is hard to imagine. The ship was as temporary as everything else, and who knows what we're walking into.
[And there's no Cipher out in space.]
Maybe when we get out of all this, I should take a break. Only I'm not quite sure if I know how.
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[It's too late to save himself in a different universe, to stop the death of Liquid's comrades. It's too late to give that David a better life than he ended up with.]
It's easier said than done. But if you have the option, you should just get the hell out. I wish I could have done that, but Ocelot left me with no choice.
I can't go back to times before. But if I have no choice but to forget...
I don't know. I might go somewhere else myself. [And that's the first time he's admitted it. His doubt that returning, and returning with what he has, is important enough that he might consider not returning at all.]
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[But his team died for nothing. He died for nothing. If he doesn't go back, it's not like there's anyone to miss him.]
It's hard, isn't it? Letting things go.
[He's sure not good at it.]
Well, hopefully they'll let us know beforehand if all of this ends up being useless. Then... I don't know. I can sort of pilot a spaceship. Maybe there's something for me out here.
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