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january event log

Who: Everyone
When: January 3rd and on
Where: The Midway Hub.
What: The crew finally make it to the center of the Hub.
Warnings: Mentions of dead bodies, death, and violence. Please label your content!

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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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[The recognition in her eyes surprises him, though his only reaction to that is a slight raise of the eyebrows; he doesn't remember meeting her in person and a girl with wings is definitely something he wouldn't forget.

His nose and brow wrinkle with confusion, left palm resting beneath his chin, thumb against his right cheek and his two fingers tapping against the opposite one. Who has he spoken to that he hasn't actually met yet? Well, when he was suffering from the age regression, there were only two people that responded to him with text: Kavinsky, who had a terribly lewd and trashy mouth, and Nill. He watches the wings twitch to life and smiles widely, drawing his hand up to return the gesture.

Then, he takes the chance - hoping that he doesn't make a fool of himself when he hazards a guess--] ... Nill?

[Hearing her name delights her--she knows she isn't always exactly forthcoming with who she is or what she looks like. But Kurt's recognition earns a nod, and a more enthusiastic wave. The waving arm soon drops to gesture to him, up-and-down. So this is what he looks like normally! He looks cool--a word she doesn't just toss around in her mind willy-nilly.]

[Kurt grins in response to the increase of enthusiasm, a soft laugh passing his lips. With a reaction like that, he can only assume that he's guessed right and he can't help but let his chest swell with some pride; he's gotten better at recognizing things over the network and in a rather short amount of time, too.

She motions over him and he holds his arms out, doing a quick turn then settling his hands on his hips.] I've returned to normal and am no longer sick! Do I look more blue?

[He's mostly joking, though - he knows exactly how rich his cobalt complexion is.]

[Nill appreciates his cooperation, and she does take a long look at this blue skin before nodding in affirmation. Yes, he does indeed look more blue and it's a very pretty shade of blue to boot.

Another question pops into her head and she points to him and then up towards the walls and ceiling. How did he get up there? He'd been disappearing and reappearing so fast, and it looked like magic (not that she's ever seen magic, but she can imagine this would qualify).]

[He is extremely patient with most people; Kurt sees no reason to get upset with someone because they are 'different' - no matter in what manner of the word. The faintest hint of indigo creeps across his cheeks at her agreement of his skin appearing more blue. He had mostly been jesting, but ...

Nill's gesturing to the walls and ceiling make him turn to look, brilliantly colored eyes blinking in partial confusion before it clicks: she wants to know about the teleporting.] Ach! [he exclaims, bringing his attention back to her,] I was teleporting. It's one of my abilities.

[Teleporting? She knows the concept of it, but she'd thought it was impossible. Simply moving from one place to another without actually moving in between--that doesn't make any sense. But she'd seen him do it, and she knows it was real. Nill claps her hands together once, eyes lighting up and wings fluttering. That's amazing! She wishes she could do something like that.]

[The clapping and flitter of wings earns a wide grin, his own hands coming up from his sides to lace together in front of his chest. On most occasions, Kurt would offer to teleport Nill around a few times, but he isn't sure how his ability will affect her; she's not like any sort of other 'mutant' he's met before.

Well, it never hurts to ask.] Maybe you would like to try sometime?

[He thinks she could teleport like that? No, he means he could teleport her with him. Nill presses her fingers to her lips as she considers. What would Heine think? That's easy--absolutely not. But... what would Badou think? He's the one who's here, after all. Probably also "absolutely not," but mostly because he wouldn't want Heine to find out. But neither of them are around right now, so--

She nods, clasping her hands in front of her. Yes, yes she would like to try sometime.]

[Badou wouldn't really have room to tell her no, considering he teleported the redhead and himself out of some trouble back in those caves with the monsters; nobody had gotten hurt then and he'd been super small at the time. With his normal body returned, Kurt knows that he could easily move himself and Nill from one place to another or even further, if she'd like.

His grin returns at her enthusiasm, fingers loosening so he can lower his arms to his sides.] Wunderbar! Whenever you would like to, simply let me know and we will do some teleporting.

[Nill claps her hands a few times, smile widening. This is excellent. She may not be able to fly, but she imagines that what he can do might be similar. Or completely different, but she's too excited by the thought to really care. She bites her lip for a moment, then points to the floor. Could they do it now?]

[He blinks lightly at her motioning toward the floor, honey-tinted irises briefly averting down, then coming right back up.] Right now? [Well, it's not like he has any other plans, aside from trying to scavenge anything useful that might have been left behind.]

[Her cheeks turn a little pink--she knows she's being eager and it's probably inconvenient to him, but... how often does a chance like this present itself? So she nods, wings flapping a few times. Please say yes!]

[The sight of Nill flushing and those amazing wings fluttering makes a broad grin spread across his face. How can he resist such a passionate response? Besides, she's not being any sort of inconvenience; he enjoys Nill's company quite a bit, actually.] Ja, of course.

[Now, here's the question: how does he want Nill to hold on? An embrace seems too forward, but he isn't sure how she's going to react to the displacements. If she gets overly dizzy, he wants to be able to make sure she won't fall.]

Is it okay if I put my arm around you? [Best to ask, instead of assuming.]

[She appreciates, more than he could know, that he's asked before touching her. Even though she's gotten to know him, it still would have been jarring if he'd just reached out and put his arm around her. But with the request for permission, she has time to prepare, and nods--yes, that's fine. She honestly doesn't think Kurt is about to hurt her.]

[Kurt would never, ever think about hurting her, considering bodily harm is not high on his to-do list, no matter who the person is. Once he's given permission, he dips his head in understanding and moves to be standing next to Nill, reaching to settle one arm at her back - just below the wings - while the other moves to let him take her hand.]

Hold on tight, though, okay? I'm not sure how the teleporting will effect you and it's possible that you might get disoriented or nauseous.

[Her wings shake a little, from a mix of excitement and preemptive nausea. But she's so ready for this. She gives his hand a short squeeze, and her other rests on his arm. She takes a deep breath, and gives another nod.]

[There's a brief moment where he's distracted by the flitter of feathers near his arm, but he shakes his head, gently squeezes her hand in return and lets his eyes slip shut so he can focus on where he wants to go. Across the room should be plenty far enough and it (hopefully) won't disorient Nill or make him feel overly tired.

It all happens rather quickly; the loud BAMF and swirl of smoke as they disappear, only to return a few seconds later on the other side of the area in the same manner. He tightens his grip to make sure Nill stays on her feet, in case the displacement had thrown off her equilibrium at all. Sadly, he can't do anything about that or the lingering scent of sulfur.]

[For a few moments, she thinks this is what it could be like to fly. The weightlessness, the feeling of exhilaration--and then comes the briefest hint of nausea as her feet once again touch the ground, shattering what her imagination has created. She wobbles slightly, sulfur assaulting her nose. But none of that matters when she realizes that they are in a completely different spot from where they'd just been--and they hadn't walked.

Her mouth drops open and her shoulders shake a little, wings flapping. This is her laugh, visual instead of verbal. That had been amazing! She can't stop smiling, and looks up at him with wide, excited eyes.]

[He gasps quietly when she teeters and tightens his grip just enough to pull her back into place, his brow furrowing with concern. Kurt shifts to face her a little better, readying himself to start railing her with questions of her well-being, only to see her silently laughing.

The tautness of his shoulders relaxes as he flashes a fang-filled grin at her reaction and lets out a huff of a laugh while meeting those enthusiastic eyes. Gosh, she's even more adorable when she's happy.] I'll say it's safe to assume you enjoyed that?

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january event log

welcome to thisavrou

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oh, that's okay!! things happen ♥

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