january event log

[hohnkai]

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!

E V E N T L O G

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 welcome to thisavrou ( ooc; For questions, go here. Please comment to activity check to receive new ranks (if applicable)! Everything will be switching over during the end of the month. )

Comments

[nightmarist]

Oh, it's you.

[Yeah, Ronan has no manners. But he also doesn't appear to be in any hurry to use those weapons he's holding. Kurt gets a vaguely curious once-over before Ronan's attention turns to Adam, expectant. They should probably move somewhere more private if they're taking someone's shopping orders.]

[unaffluent]

[ Adam smiles a little at Kurt before elbowing Ronan again. Though, it could've been worse, really. With a roll of his eyes he nods in the direction that should provide them some privacy. Since, Ronan's not really the time to just want to talk or hang out or get to know someone new even if Adam likes them. ]

If he's acknowledging you exist you're already winning, though. [ He informs Kurt with a small smirk. ]

[shadowblends]

[Kurt's unsure as to what he can say toward that, but the fact that Ronan doesn't seem to be in any rush to attack him is comforting. He straightens to the best of his ability when Ronan looks him over, golden irises darting back and forth between him and Adam, then averting to where the latter motions with his head.

There's a nod of his own and the slightest smile at Adam's observation.] Here's to hoping that I make a decent impression then?

[nightmarist]

I'm right here, you know.

[Stop talking about him in third person. Ronan sticks the batons through the belt loop at either of his sides, which gives him the silhouette of a police officer. It's funny, because there's no one less cop-like.

Once they're further from the others, Ronan leans against the wall and folds his arms, directing his gaze to Kurt again.]

Can I take your order?

[unaffluent]

Are you? [ Adam asks cheekily and keeps his eyes on Ronan for a moment before he also looks back at Kurt. Really he's unnecessary for this, more just bringing a friend who could use some assistance from his boyfriend but he also wants Ronan to at least try to play nice so he keeps paying attention all the same. ]

[shadowblends]

Right, of course. I'm sorry.

[It is rude to speak of someone as if they are not there and Kurt dips his head in embarrassment at forgetting such simple manners.

He's still rather intimidated by Ronan's demeanor, but Adam knows him well enough to exchange playful banter, so that has to count for something. He straightens when the conversation is directed back to him, clearing his throat and brushing some of his bangs aside.]

I don't have any pictures or anything of what I'm looking to get. It's the reason why I asked about being able to see into people's minds.

[nightmarist]

[Ronan certainly wouldn't be here if it wasn't at Adam's request. He sighs, gesturing impatiently at the air.]

Use words. Draw a picture. Just give me some idea what you're looking for.

[unaffluent]

[ Adam isn't paying so close attention anymore because this is a little out of what he's able to help with, aside from making sure that Ronan stays safe. He doesn't often offer Ronan's help to people which is probably why Ronan tends to go along when he does. ]

[shadowblends]

[Kurt's tempted to withdraw his request, even though he's already here and Ronan seems to be in a hurry as it is; he'd feel like a fool for wasting his (and Adam's, for that matter) time.]

I can't draw, but ... it's red here, [he pauses to motion over both of his shoulders and down his chest to his stomach, working back up to point to his shoulder blades and further down.] black pants, spandex and leather.

[Again, he gestures to his arms this time,] White bracers ... Oh! [He drops his hands to his waist, settling them at his hips.] A belt with an 'X' buckle.

[If he's done a semi-decent job of describing the suit, it should appear like this.]

[nightmarist]

Got it. Superhero cosplay.

[How spectacularly nerdy. A very important use of his incredibly powerful magic. He'll keep his thoughts to himself, though. Anything Adam asks will always be granted.]

Talk amongst yourselves. I'm gonna go use the bathroom.

[Which Adam will probably understand: He's literally going to go dream in the room he turned into a bath.]

Won't be long.

[unaffluent]

[ Adam nearly elbows Ronan again but he doesn't. He has a feeling it's a little more than cosplay to Kurt but he's also not going to ask him to explain what it is when he's already withholding things from him too. Like how Ronan's going to be able to help. ]

Yeah.

[shadowblends]

[An eyebrow raises in confusion, but he decides to keep his comments to himself for now, simply nodding his head toward Ronan's comment about going off to use the bathroom.

Though, as soon as he gets the chance, the blue boy turns to look at Adam, features creased with puzzlement.]

What's 'cosplay'?

[He's got no problem explaining what the suit actually is if either of them were to ask; it's not a huge secret or anything that it's a battle uniform, but Ronan had seemed agitated already and he didn't want to push his luck.]

[unaffluent]

When you dress up like fictional characters or whatever. [ At least that's what Adam thinks it is. He really doesn't know. He never had the time for that sort of hobby -- or money for that matter. ]

Sorry he's kind of always like that. [ Ronan perpetually both disinterested and angry 90% of the time. ]

[shadowblends]

Ah, but it's-- ... nevermind. [Well, maybe it's best that he doesn't pry too much. He's not sure what it is and Adam sounds less than interested, so best to let it go for now and inquire about it at a later date.]

No, that's okay. I'm someone entirely new. I wouldn't expect him to instantly like me. [Regardless of the fact that he's ridiculously kind and friendly and wouldn't harm a fly.]

[unaffluent]

[ Adam tilts his head at the way the other changed the subject. He's not really sure where he had been going with it. He wouldn't have minded hearing what it was really about but he also kind of doesn't have the tendency to pry or actually show overt interest unless it's plainly wanted. ]

He doesn't dislike you, though. If he did you'd know it.

[shadowblends]

[Better to keep the subject on something they could both be interested in than trying to drag it out with unnecessary discussion about things neither of them know much about. Kurt shifts from one foot to the other, bringing his hands up to rest his fingers together.]

Well, how do you think I did for a first encounter? I don't believe I was rude or anything ...

[unaffluent]

[ Adam smiles at the questions and the thought line. He shakes his head. Ronan probably wouldn't have cared even if Kurt had been rude, to be honest. ]

You did good, really. Ronan's... [ he lifts a shoulder and shrugs. It'd taken him and Ronan quite a bit of time to be where they are, much less from when they'd first met to actually feeling like Ronan liked him as a friend much less the point they're at now. ]

He'll warm up. Sort of.

[shadowblends]

[Hearing that makes Kurt slacken beneath the weight of relief, an equally consoled sigh slipping free; the fact that Adam thinks that he did all right is enough to lessen most of his anxiety on the subject.]

He seems like a nice person, if not a bit cautious. Although, that isn't a bad thing, considering the circumstances. [He offers a shrug of his own then smiles gently, lowering his arms to tuck across his chest now.]

Am I wrong in assuming that you two are rather close friends?

[unaffluent]

[ Adam nods. Cautious is a bit off the mark and more aggressively disinterested in anything and everything but it comes off the same way. ]

You're not wrong. He's my boyfriend too.

[shadowblends]

Boyfriend?

[A brief moment of puzzlement comes across his face before quickly giving way to delighted interest; he never would have guessed that Ronan and Adam were dating.]

It must be comforting to have someone you are that close to here with you.

[unaffluent]

Yeah. I dunno what it would've been like without him. [ He can't imagine what it really was like for Ronan before he'd gotten there -- okay maybe he had a bit of an idea but he tended not to think about that too much. ]

[shadowblends]

Probably somewhat frightening. [Something that he'd felt when he had first arrived through the Ingress. Sure, Charles had gotten in contact with him not too long after he'd met Adam, but ... he wasn't the same telepath that he knew.

Which was entirely fine, since it meant that they could be properly introduced again.]

[unaffluent]

[ Adam nods because that does sound about right to him. ]

I'm sorry I didn't really do more for you in camp.

[nightmarist]

[When Ronan returns from his (really quite long) trip to the "bathroom", he's got a bundle of clothing tucked under one arm. This, he shoves unceremoniously toward Kurt as he rejoins them, uncaring that he's interrupted the conversation.]

Here.

[While the description Kurt gave him was extremely vague, the result is remarkably close to Kurt's intention. Ronan doesn't know for sure whether it's accurate or not. Certain details reflect his own taste: the material less like true spandex and more like soft leather, cut to fit Kurt's form in a way Ronan would find most flattering. But it's more or less the same as what Kurt was looking for, in the way that Ronan tends to know things he couldn't possibly know.]

[shadowblends]

It's no reason to apologize. We were both new to the area and strangers to each other.

[He'd been completely appreciative for Adam's help to the camp. Thankfully, when they'd arrived, he hadn't gotten too many stares and that had helped him open up a little more, be less afraid about approaching people.

Kurt is about to mention something else, but he's cut off by Ronan's return and something being haphazardly forced toward him. He moves his arms to take the items being put off on him, vivid ruby irides blinking in bewilderment.

A slow smile spreads across his face as he unrolls part of the outfit and brushes his digits over the fabric, an almost wistful sigh slipping free before he can catch it. Just as he remembers it - maybe even better than before with the way the material glides beneath his fingertips. He flushes, clears his throat and tucks everything back into his arm, raising his gaze to Ronan's and dipping his head in gratitude.] Thank you very much. It's ... it's amazing.

[He wants to know why Ronan was gone so long, how he's able to get something that is nowhere near their location, but he bites back the questions flooding his mind. It's none of his business and he has no right to ask.]