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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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[Either way, he doesn't laugh.]
You could join me, my friend.
[He knows what the answer will be. But that won't stop him from offering.]
I would not mind another hand.
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I don't think that's a good idea.
[For an awfully large variety of reasons, none of which he is going to voice.]
You don't want someone like me along for the ride.
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[But of course Reinhardt presses. As gently as someone his size can -- it's actually surprising, how careful he says it.]
You can try to make yourself better, my friend. Whatever has happened... if you work for good, that is what counts.
[He believes it, too. Surely, this guy has rough methods, he's not the most upstanding of personalities, but... a force for good is a force for good.]
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[There's a growl in his voice now, one that betrays more emotion than he'd like. 76 is suddenly angry and he's not sure at what or who. The situation, maybe. Himself, most likely. Faced with someone who can't seem to let go of the good old days--the days where doing good mattered, maybe--he's reminded of his own failures all over again.
He tells himself that this is about keeping them safe, helping them get on with their lives, but the ease with which they accepted the explanation for Overwatch's downfall eats at him. They can't possibly think it was as basic as the story the media shoved down everyone's throats in the aftermath.
The world isn't as simple as Reinhardt wants it to be. He tried to do good all his life, and look where it got him. None of this is anything he can believe in anymore.]
What do you think really happened to Overwatch?
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[He'd listen, if the grouchy, growling man ever wanted to open up to more than just a few words. Offering, regardless of the outcome. He has to. That's who he is -- that's what he does. Doing good still does matter, to him.]
[It's never not mattered.]
[The world can denounce its heroes all it wants. But one of them, at least, will not give up so easily. Even in the face of everything he'd loved cracking around him.]
I think that, no matter what I say, you will have something more to tell me. [He shakes his head.] So does it matter what I say? It is done.
But heroes... still remain. [He holds up a finger.] I will humor you, and give you a proper answer.
I think ... we were lead by very proud men. Who grew too far apart. Argued when they should have talked. And in the end, we lost a good man, when the other showed who he truly was.
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[He wishes it were that simple--wishes it was all as cut and dried as what the media fed the public in the aftermath. All things considered, it was a convenient story, especially when the animosity between Jack and Gabriel was real in the first place. Some shady higher power capitalized on it, used it to rid the world of Overwatch and then made it look like the organization ate itself.
There's so much more under the surface, if you only know where to look. 76 has been looking, and hearing such a naive declaration angers him all over again, even if he knows that none of this is Reinhardt's fault.]
It was a set up. The UN had their finger over a delete button from the start, and your commanders gave them the excuse to press it.
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[He keeps his helmet on, but there's weariness in the words, all the same. Enough to where he doesn't need to look this man in the face to express it. He'd cared for those men. One of them betraying them all... it struck deep. And to lose the other?]
[Maybe it was just easier to put a concrete, simple cut-and-dry solution to everything.]
Does it surprise you? That an old man wants an easy answer to that mess? [He leans more heavily on his hammer.] I lost everything, my friend. Maybe I want to believe an easy answer.
[He waves a hand.] But you're dying to tell me these things. I'll listen.
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Or maybe he's just jealous. For as much as they all hated Reinhardt's forced retirement, it had given him the chance to get out and get on with his life. What's so bad about being able to go out a hero, spend the rest of your time fondly remembering the good old days?
It'd be nice, if not for the fact that he knows Reinhardt could never stand the thought of putting his hammer down. None of them are suited for retirement, because they don't know what else to do but fight. He's still out there--still fighting for something 76 doesn't believe in anymore.
76 doesn't elaborate further right away--he has a better question to ask, first.]
Did you answer the recall?
[You know, the one that 76 totally knows happened.]
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[But he'd had more work to do. He'd had to move on. To keep fighting the fight when no one else would. Or could. Retirement was for people who didn't bear the Crusader Armor.]
[He tilts his head.]
The recall?
[It hasn't happened yet, in his timeline.]
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Maybe it didn't get to you yet.
[It puts a few things in context, maybe.]
Good.
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[If 76 didn't have his attention before, the man sure as hell has it now. He's drawn himself up a little more, squaring off those massive shoulders. And... trying his best to keep from getting his hopes up.]
[It's not working.]
Tell me. Please.
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Doesn't 76 owe him at least that much? He's still going to sound more than a little sour about it, however.]
It's exactly what you think it is.
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[Sound sour all you want, 76. You've basically just told this old man his biggest dream has just come true. Or will come true.]
[He sounds hopeful -- so very hopeful. If this is accurate, if they really are being recalled then...]
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No.
[He almost snaps it back, his distaste for the situation more than evident in his voice.]
Your gorilla friend thought it was a good idea to violate UN decree. No idea who answered him. One way ticket to prison either way.
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[Like Reinhardt's palpable eagerness is his belief in his fellow Overwatch agents. Those that remain, anyway. Winston is brilliant. He has no doubt in his judgment call.]
Then I will risk it. Prison is a small price, for doing the right thing.
[You bet your ass he will be the first one on Overwatch's doorstep.]
This old dog still has some fight left in him.
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[But 76 is pretty sure he’d think it bad and short-sighted no matter what. How can they even think about re-starting Overwatch when they don’t even know what brought it down in the first place? The government tearing their “family” apart is a nice story for Winston to tell himself, but he’s far too idealistic. He’s going to make all of the same mistakes, and Jack Morrison’s death will amount to nothing.
Of course, 76 can’t say any of that. Not when he’s trying so desperately to stay dead.]
You think this is what your commander would’ve wanted? You running headfirst into jail?
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[It's the rest.]
You say we are not friends. And yet? Here you are. Trying to tell me to ignore a call to arms...
... because of what my friend would have thought.
[There's still nothing accusing in his voice. Mostly because Reinhardt still believes Jack Morrison died with Overwatch. Because he has to. He has to think his friend is gone, that his grief was not in vain.]
[That someone he cared for didn't lie to him.]
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I’m not your friend.
[76 is very sure about that, in many ways.]
I should go.
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[Something isn't right here. Something is... too familiar. Oddly so.]
[He stares at the other for a long minute. Maybe too long.]
But you didn't.
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[Something decent. The right thing. 76 doesn't know why he's continuing to argue when he's already said too much, and he can feel Reinhardt staring at him even through the helmet.]
Anyone else would've.
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... but anyone else wouldn't tell me to mind the words of a dead friend.
[He's only trying to convince this guy they're something like friends. At least, that's what he thinks he's doing. Once the words come out, he realizes they sound like something else.]
[Though he's not sure what. He's not sure why this conversation feels like they're talking about something more than whether or not they're friendly to one another.]
It is all right, you know.
[To have friends, you grouchy old hobo.]
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It ain’t.
[And won’t be, not as long as he keeps insisting on pretending. He manages to make his feet do what he wants them to, turning away.]
I’ll see you.
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[He doesn't respond to the denial. He just watches the other man turn, watches him get ready to go. Feeling oddly heavy.]
[Like this hadn't even remotely gone right.]
So you will... my friend.