( september intro log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: September 1st and on
Where: The ship and on planet
What: Getting acclimated to ship life and exploring
Warnings: Please label any warnings you have on your threads

SHIP LIFE

"It is not the ship so much as skillful sailing that assures a prosperous voyage."

The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer from dizziness while others are perfectly fine. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a long platform and that the room is filled with a soft cerulean light. It's slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you, and various machines line the walls on either side, though they are not accessible from where you stand. Shortly after, you are led out and toward the medbay.

Inside this room, you are given a physical scan and sign a contract that states you are now part of the crew of the Moira with a specific job. This process consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health, and afterwards, you are given your MID, a device that is integrated into your hand with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and into the main hall with specific instructions not to leave.

☄MAIN HALL ( 09.01 to 09.03 )

After everyone is gathered together, you learn that these are your accommodations for the night. The captains explain that the Moira is not readily suited for such a large influx of people, and that this is only temporary. Placed around the room are a variety of blankets, sheets, and mats in lieu of beds, and crates of MREs have been provided along with H₂O hydration kits. Some time in the “morning hours”, all MIDs will receive a message designating rooming assignments and areas of the ship that are open to exploration.

GALLEY ● MESS HALL ● REC AREA

All remaining areas accessible to crew members are open later in the “evening hours”. Crew are also informed that the Moira is approximately two days from their current destination.

DESCENSION

"A force of nature unto itself."

From a distance, the planet’s reddish atmosphere slowly becomes more transparent the closer the Moira ventures, and mountain ranges, volcanic fields, valleys, ice caps, canyons, deserts, and impact craters are visible in stark detail. The remnants of a lone moon hangs in its outer orbit and impedes the ship’s ability to dock close to the planet’s surface. As the crew prepares to disembark, there are noticeable changes in gravity as well as some disturbances in energy output.

☄EXPLORATORY EXCURSION I ( 09.04 to 09.11 )

Due to unstable atmospheric conditions, crew members must utilize the transporters located in the Cargo Bay to descend to the surface. Each craft holds upwards of six passengers and is piloted remotely via Navigation. Once it lands, orders will be sent to MIDs detailing mission directives. These include: scouting surrounding areas for potential threats, determining if the mile-long road from the transporter to the nearest inhabited area is free of hazards, and assessing local friendliness.

Planetary Environment Details
● The air is breathable. However, there is a pleasant sweetness to it that generates an overall invigoration.
● Vegetation is sparse due to dry and windy weather patterns. It’s dusty, and the ground itself is rather gritty in texture.
● The initial temperature feels hot and causes the skin to prickle with sweat. Yet, the longer one is exposed to the elements, the less you are inclined to notice.
● There is an overall lack of civilization, and what populace there is remains centralized in one area. Crew members may stumble across the occasional explorer returning to their own ship; they are friendly and welcoming but also eager to leave.
● The sun does not seem to set. Even in the “later” hours of the day, it is still as bright as it had been at “noon”.

☄EXPLORATORY EXCURSION II ( 09.12 to 09.17 )

A thriving marketplace that was found during the initial search has been deemed an appropriate place for trade and much needed supplies. Crew members are encouraged to engage in local customs while continuing to maintain their current duties aboard the Moira, and they must assist in the delivery of goods to the transporter. They are more than welcome to explore this new area.

The Marketplace
● There is no monetary system in place; if there is an item you want, trade for it. (Locals will accept anything as payment.)
● Booths, shops, and tents line both sides of the pathways weaving throughout the area. Signs with written language are not recognizable; however, MIDs will translate any spoken languages so they are understood. Vendors are an eclectic mix of species, and not all of them are humanoid in form as they are from varying parts of the universe.
● The smells of foreign foods are everywhere. Yet, that familiar sweetness seems to occasionally overpower it. It is also loud as others bustle about their business.
● Natives are not unkind, but they are not as overly welcoming as strangers in the market are. They are quiet, reserved, and helpful to some extent. They are easily recognizable by the plain masks and hoods worn over their faces.
●Seedy areas are found in the depths of the market. Drug and sex trades are not uncommon but not openly displayed.

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Matt Murdock

[exteroception]

9.01 | halls

[exteroception]

[Matt Murdock being the vigilante Daredevil had been very publicly plastered all over the papers, but he still clung to what little semblance of a secret identity he had remaining. This meant he had to continue the fiction that he wouldn't be able to navigate these corridors when his cane had somehow vanished. One hand braced against the wall, while he shuffled forward slowly with his other arm working as a stand in for his cane.

Every now and then he'll rub his face, unaccustomed to not having his glasses when he was out in public. He's clearly well dressed and groomed and his missing glasses are the one thing out of place. He can do without his cane for now, but his glasses were a must. And if his behaviour didn't make it clear, seeing his eyes would make it obvious that he's blind.

Barring magic or teleportation, Matt will know of anyone approaching long before they see him so he waits until they're an appropriate distance away.]

Hello? Is someone there?

[encharrneered]

[ Rinth just can't comprehend anyone letting a blind person survive into adulthood and yet... ]

What? Can't see?

[ Oh, she knows. She's just stating the obvious. Anyway, here we have what Matt will inevitably be rooming with. Someone large and most definitely not human (which would have been apparent even at range, with the click of claws that accompanied every step), someone who can't or probably just won't disguise the disgust in her voice or how tense she is just under the surface. Functioning humans are bad enough, but now this? Really? ]

You should go sit your ass back down with the rest of the mice.

[exteroception]

[It's a giant, furry, talking thing. He can't pick up enough to know that Rinth is feline, just that she's big and tense. At the moment it doesn't seem like any of it is going to be directed at him, but if she does prove violent, at least he's fast on his feet.]

There's mice? [Clearly the best way to go about someone like this is to purposefully misunderstand them and keep up an aggressive cheer.] Who knew spaceships had mice infestations too?

[encharrneered]

[ Was he mocking her? Was he? It's hard to tell, the way he's acting so cheerful in spite of literally everything. She doesn't waste the effort of looking snarly or intimidating, but she does let out an irritated growl, tail lashing as tails do. Those things always have a mind of their own. ]

Yeah. Damn things get everywhere, no matter how hard you try to wipe them out.

[exteroception]

[She doesn't seem like the type to withhold anything, but the tail seems like a good place to start if it ever happens. There doesn't seem to be any other additional involuntary movement at the man who can't see any of it.]

That's good for you right? You sound like you might enjoy a good game of cat and mouse.

[He knows he's reckless but this is possibly one of the more stupid things he's ever done.]

[encharrneered]

[ That irritated growl? Yeah, that rips into a snarl, louder, more guttural, and Rinth surges forward at Matt, stopping just short of touching him. If he doesn't move, he'll feel the charr's hot breath on his face, though her breath, surprisingly, does not smell as horrible as might have been expected from a supposed carnivore. ]

I am not a cat.

[ After the fact, she may realize he couldn't have been making a joke based on how she looked. He's blind. Yet the unfortunate phrasing rankles and her reaction is a knee-jerk one, with how she's already on edge. ]

[exteroception]

[Matt doesn't move, not until he feels her breath on his face and only then does he take a step back. It might not have smelt as bad as it could have, but with his heightened senses it didn't make that much of a difference.]

Did you just-- are you breathing on me?

[keelahselai]

[She's been on her share of new ships, but there are little things about getting used to all of them. It's not just the layout of the hallways or the chain of command or the type of engines, it's sometimes the very feel of the thing. The frequency of the thrum of the engines in every bulkhead, tiny differences in the strength of the gravity. She's only slowly getting used to being on ships where she can't hear the life support systems as constant background noise to her life.

There's something about starships that feel as much like living environments to her as planets do.

So consider this a stroll through nature, Tali-style. She's not making any effort to be quiet, digitigrade gait making her footsteps sound somewhat different to a human's - and her steps falter just a little when she hears someone calling out. A few more steps and she rounds the corner, catches sight of the human with his hand to the wall. Her voice has a mechanical tinge to it as it filters through her mask's mic.] Yes? Hey, are you...

[She hurries towards him, worried for a minute that he's injured, unable to hold himself up.] ...alright...?

[She catches up, comes up beside him - and he looks fine, he's just not looking at her...or in fact looking at anything at all. A couple of seconds as she stares at him, the gears almost audibly turning in her head, and...] Oh.

[...clunk into place.]

[exteroception]

[He's heard multiple variations of that realisation before, but the kind of person who has walks like that and speaks through a mask is new. And it is a full head mask as he can't get any impression of hair, fur or skin.]

You see my problem? [Haha.]

I've managed to misplace my cane somehow.

[If misplace meant he had it in his hand one moment and then it was gone the next.]

[keelahselai]

[There's a split-second of a pause at that crack, and then Tali lets out a huff of air that might be hiding a laugh. Or a sigh. Or, hell, why not both.]

Did you lose it or did you just not have it when you got here? [Somehow it doesn't seem likely that he'd just put it down somewhere and forget it.] I had a little... ah, a comms device on me, but now...I don't know, maybe it fell out in another universe on the way here.

[Multiverse travel! Ain't it something. She absently fiddles with her hands, and he might get the idea of her bare skin there - two fingers and a thumb on each hand, skin a subtly different texture to a human's.] I don't know if this is patronising - I hope it isn't - but do you need any help getting somewhere? Maybe we can find you something else you can use.

[exteroception]

[He knows exactly when he lost it, during that moment when his surroundings changed from New York to this place.]

Maybe it was? I had it in my hand one moment and then it was gone. The... captains approached me shortly after that.

[He's cooperating for now, but the fact that they're the only people on a ship this size is highly suspicious. In any case if he had any suspicions that they weren't in space this woman would certainly clear that up. That's not human skin he's detecting.]

But if you can find me something I can use as a cane in the mean time that would be perfect. I think I can handle anything else.

[keelahselai]

[She grimaces with a sound of displeasure.] Maybe it'll turn up somewhere. I don't know anything about the device they're using to bring us here, but if it's losing our possessions on the way here, it can't be that stable.

[Did it lose whole people trying to bring them here? It's an unnerving thought, and there's an infinite number of places it could have lost them - infinite places in infinite universes.

It takes a few moments of racking her brain to figure out where they're going to find anything a blind human could possibly use as a cane.] We could try engineering. Even if there's nothing quite right, I could put something together, probably.

[If he's quite alright using scrap metal and piping welded together.]

[exteroception]

[Matt won't be picky as long as it's light enough to carry around and strong enough to bludgeon people with.]

I think there's someone I know around here who is good with machines. If we can convince the captains to let him take a look at it there's a good chance he'll figure it out.

[He holds his arm out for her to grab and lead him along.]

Do you know where it is? Or is there a map that I can't read?

[Even if he can't use the map if he had one he could at least ask others.]

9.04

[exteroception]

[What was a nice sweet smell to most people bordered on sickly and overpowering to Matt, almost like inhaling caffeine. He's chosen to leave the uniforms behind to go as Daredevil which would give him far better mobility because he wouldn't have to fumble around, but the air leaves him antsy, hopping on one foot to another.]

There's three people further down the road, but otherwise we're clear. If they were human I might have been able to guess how friendly they are.

[noassgardian]

[Why wouldn't he want to go with Daredevil on this little excursion? Their first excursion. Billy's almost not used to seeing such different scenery, but it's... nice in a way, even if the air has him a little suspicious.]

Think we should get off the road until we're sure?

[exteroception]

[Billy is one of the teen heroes, right? Matt keeps himself pretty isolated from the rest of their community even after finally accepting Avengers membership.]

I think between the two of us we should be fine.

[A hand brushes the empty holsters that would normally house his billy clubs. He feels their absence keenly, but it won't hinder him in a fight.]

[noassgardian]

[Yep, one of the teen heroes. And fanboy extraordinaire, so.

This is like a dream come true, minus the kidnapping and dubious consent labor.]

So you lost some things, huh?

[He'd noticed that was a thing going around, items missing. He was lucky that he hadn't had much to begin with.]

[exteroception]

I can deal for now.

[Matt would have some problems, but Daredevil shouldn't when there weren't any tall buildings to swing around on.]

Maybe we should try saying hi. If they start shooting then we'd have our answer.

[noassgardian]

Considering I see something up ahead... yeah, I don't think that's going to be much of a choice. We're saying hi.

[He smiles wryly. Hopefully no shooting, but.]

Hey, if it turns out really bad, I can teleport us back to the ship probably. Perks of magic.

[He shifts a bit before he starts to move forward to meet their new company half-way, idly looking back to see if he's being followed.]

[exteroception]

...Let's leave it as a last resort.

[He couldn't process magic and it left him totally blind. Luckily his experience with it was mostly limited to his interactions with Doctor Strange, but he'd spent enough time with that man to know he really didn't like magic.]

There's no one behind us.

[whatdidisay]

[ Guess who's avoided running into any of the few aliens on board so far? This guy. He's dressed in his issued uniform out of habit, and is accepting his lot in life to be partnered up with people who dress up with only a few intrusive questions. Like 'will standing next to you get me killed?' Ivan asks the important questions, okay. Like: ]

Not human?

[ Sure, the haut-lords barely counted, and there's a lot of genetic fiddling a person can do, but what, exactly, does his strange costumed companion mean by not human. ]

[exteroception]

[Ivan will be safe standing next to Matt as he is a man.]

You know. Tentacles, extra arms, that sort of thing.

[Only the obvious that he can pick up when he could only 'see' their rough outline.]

[whatdidisay]

[ Matt you better check yourself before you wreck yourself. ]

Er. No. [ trying not to sound as panicked as he feels and slightly failing. ] Unless we're talking about someone who's just slapped another pair of arms on someone. Nasty, but honestly? I wouldn't put it past the Cetagandans if they thought it'd help 'em out any. [ A beat. ] Might make the sex more interesting, though.

[ Ivan, no. ]

[exteroception]

[Matt stiffly turns to face Ivan. He's not going to get the line of sight quite right, but it's not possible to see his eyes through the mask so it shouldn't be noticeable. The things he has to do to pretend to be sighted.]

...is this normally the first thing you jump to?

[Matt's wearing a skintight red costume and is a complete stranger yet this is the subject he wants to bring up?]