thisavrou_log | ( february intro log )

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( february intro log )

Who: Everyone
When: February 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Emiri
What: The crew finds themselves on the planet of Emiri
Warnings: Mentions of a corpse. Please label your content!

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famed & framed
"There will be no prison which can hold our movement down."

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 nothing is familiar.

Yet, unlike most new crew arrivals, this one is in the middle of chaos.

Despite more recent events, the planet of Emiri is not as peaceful as it once was. Frederick Link is still missing, and the authorities of Emiri have yet to lift the interplanetary ban they have placed on all space crafts docked at the aerospace. The captains previous held a meeting asking crew for any and all information that might help them locate the Komai, a mysterious group determined to undermine Link'd Inc's work providing flourishing matches across the universe by causing random acts of violence and protest across the three main cities: Harashan, Avelle, and St. Murtel. These things have led to mass arrests as well as an unsettling atmosphere spreading across the planet, and since a previous broadcast, things are beginning to escalate.

A downward spiral of these events begins as soon as new arrivals start to leave the Ingress—an unmarked box arrives in the cargo bay addressed to the inhabitants of the Moira. As per his job, Niko Bellic is the one to discover this box and open it. For some, the contents may be particularly gruesome. Link’s body is inside, clothed in a simple white button-down and pants (no shoes), and it looks as if letters have begun to bleed through the material. Anyone with expert knowledge of torture may note that Link was, in fact, tortured for information, and those letters? The writing itself spells out the name St. Murtel.

The captains, having been alerted of this, make an attempt to contact those at Link’d Inc. Unfortunately, the damage has already been done.

☄ First: MISCOMMUNICATION

Somehow, whether intentional or not, the Komai have once again hacked public systems and networks to brand those of the Moira as the ones behind these terroristic acts. They still use their own name, but the images are different, focusing on familiar faces wearing the ship’s uniforms and traveling to the Aerospace to return to the Moira. Not only that, there are short recordings of Link’s final words that mention a very recognizable name: Captain Thán. The Komai have redirected the blame to the Moira and its crew for their own means, and in response, any and all crew who are captured by authorities will immediately be detained and shipped out to unknown locations. The Captains send a message via MID and request everyone return to the ship to prevent this from happening. Yet, not all messages will be delivered depending on how far away they are.

With everyone’s safety hanging in the balance, the Captains have decided to take things into their own hands and find a way to lift the block on the Moira so they can leave Emiri’s orbit and avoid further repercussions regardless of whether or not any one of the crew wants to stay.

☄ Second: DECOY & DISTRACT

After learning that Benjamin Link, son of recently deceased Frederick Link, knows how to unlock the ship so they can leave, the captains ask for volunteers to act as decoys on a mission to the Aerospace in Harashan. Their job is to distract guards and Emiri citizens, leaving the path clear for Benjamin to get to the computers. The captains reiterate that they are to use nonfatal methods as they don’t want a repeat of the events on Caducus Primary. Without his help, the ship won’t be able to leave, making this mission critical and extremely time sensitive.

☄ Third: RESCUE

During the mission, Benjamin informs the crew that the Komai aren’t incorrect in their claims that Link’d Inc uses unforgivable means to obtain information in order to make their matches perfect. The children the crew dreamed about are just two of many—the offspring of Emirian citizens who had gone missing. It has long been suspected that Link’d Inc was involved in their disappearances, but only recently has the Komai done anything to shed light on these gruesome rumors. Benjamin, after successfully unlocking the ship, disables the security systems in St. Murtel, which will allow the children a chance to escape. They’ll need assistance in getting out of St. Murtel and to a pre-designated area in Avelle where a group of Komai and Emirians will be waiting for them.

But be careful. If anyone is recognized as part of the crew, they will be placed under arrest for treason and possibly never heard from again.

☄ Fourth: BREAKING OUT

Now that the computer systems in Harashan’s Aerospace have been used to release the Moira, the entire crew are being called back via MID for an expedient exit from Emiri. Crew will be asked to assist other Moirans in getting back to the ship as quickly as possible via transporters or other small crafts as leaving is their only option at this point. In the escape, Emiri launches an attack on the Moira in an attempt to stop them. The ship’s previously unused defense systems activate, and those assigned to those positions are required to man their posts. Perhaps even those who don’t have the clearance are needed. Either way, it’s time to leave.

☄ Fifth: REFUGEES

Now that the ship has finally escaped Emiri’s orbit, the crew will notice a group of stragglers in the main hall. During the crew’s quick exit, about fifty Emirians have taken refuge aboard the Moira, and the captains have agreed to take them to the closest planet so they may start again or live a life free of Link’d Inc “rule”. The captains ask the crew to help get them clothes and food for their short stay, no longer than a day at most, and to occupy them as best they can. Tell jokes, sing songs, bring up the kittens so that everyone can attempt to wind down after this series of unfortunate events. Light entertainment won’t be provided, but on request, some crew members may do just that.

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[ Okay, that's an enthusiastic reaction. The guy seems pretty excitable, though, so it doesn't surprise him too much, and he smiles a little, tipping his head. ]

Thanks, I'm glad you liked it. [ Said to both Peter and the kids, as they all start lying down under their covers for their nap. ] And it's Bruce. My name, that is. Bruce Banner.

[Peter scrambles away from the kids at a normal, human pace. They're ready to sleep and he's not going to disturb them with a burst of wind. He makes his way to Bruce, sticking out his hand.]

Cool, cool. Name to the face. I'm Peter. Peter Maximoff.

[ Bruce reaches out and takes the hand before he even introduces himself. When he hears that name, though, he tenses a little, shoulders squaring just so as his fingers wrap a hint tighter around his hand, then he lets go quickly. ]

Maximoff? [ His jaw shifts, loosening and then clenching again. He swallows dryly. ] Any relation to Wanda Maximoff?

[Peter's lips twitch, a half second frown as he pulls his hand back and flexes his fingers.]

Yeah, yeah. Sister. Twins, or we're supposed to be. This place plays it kind of freaky with the time and universe stuff, you know? Like, I'm supposed to be the older one? But now she's older and it's kind of not on.

[ That gesture makes Bruce worry a little. He really hadn't meant for his grip to get that tight, now he's just silently hoping that in his surprise, he didn't put too much force to it. ]

Right. I'm familiar with the timey-wimey... stuff. [ Lips pressed a little, he tries to explain in the vaguest and most uncomplicated way possible. ] I know her. I mean, we come from the same world. She's from a few years ahead of me, and she knows me then, though I didn't know her prior to coming here.

Weird. This whole place is weird. [Peter makes a face, rocking on his heels and fidgeting.] As if kidnapping isn't enough, right? They gotta screw with our heads too. Make everything all topsy-turvy.

So you know her now, though, right story guy?

I'm not really sure whether they do that on purpose. The way they pick some of us seems random at best. But yes, it does tend to make things a little complicated. [ Like now. Peter probably doesn't even know Bruce is mad at Wanda, or why. And honestly, it might be for the best that he keeps it to himself. ]

I do, yes. I know her now. [ He nods. ] We've both been here for some months now, and we're... kind of part of the same team.

No way it isn't on purpose. Coincidences don't just happen. That's like, science or something. Gotta be some cause to the effect. At least that's what my teachers said. I think. Never paid much attention.

[He can't help but be pleased with that. A team sounds an awful lot like his sister has friends, people at her back. Even if she suddenly has years on him here, some parts of the big brother instinct don't change.]

Like some kind of superhero thing right? No spandex or anything. Cause, you know, that's cheesy.

Yes, but the causes can still be chaotic, random. There might be a very fundamental pattern to it all, but in the grander scheme of things just be a pattern that's complex and long enough that to us is just senseless. Although-- the Ingress does seem to lock onto a few certain worlds and pull a lot of people out of them. Ours, then others from universes in many ways similar to ours, but also from other realities that have absolutely nothing to do with us.

[ He shakes his head, shrugging. ] Point is, if there's a pattern to who the Ingress picks, from where, or why, we might not be able to figure it out.

[ No matter how long they study it. Doesn't mean that Bruce won't keep trying, though. ]

No. Well, some of us do have suits, but they're not those kinds of suits.

[And suddenly he feels like he's back in school, sitting through his fourth block lecture. There may be a vaguely glazed over look in his eyes as Bruce speaks, fidgeting worsening.]

Right, okay. That's a lot of science-y words. I'm going to take your word for it. You seem like you know what you're talking about.

[He's actually kind of impressed with all that. Not that he'll let that show. ]

So like, suits. Cause I can't imagine anyone fighting crime in slacks and a dinner jacket. It's not the forties anymore, man.

[ He's not even being that specific there. He can get a whole lot worse when it comes to science talk, so just be thankful he kept it simple. ]

The whole point is I might not know.

[ All of it is too much of an uncertainty, and the very laws of physics here likely differ from the ones in his world, even if only by little. But he gets that Peter wants to move away from the subject, so he goes along with it. ]

No, not those kinds of suits either. [ Well, Tony does have those kinds of suits too, but he doesn't usually fight in them. ] Mostly it's what you'd expect to see on a superhero, just... more stylish, I guess. And better quality. Some of them are more stealth-oriented. And one of us has this suit or armor made mainly of titanium alloy.

All that talk but you're still just like the rest of us.

[He's trying to smile as he says it so it doesn't sound mean. Which might work of his smile came in anything other than 'shit eating' mode.]

Armor? You know I saw a guy walking around in armor earlier. That your guy? Cause he just looked like something off a bad TV movie about Camelot or something. But like, if that's his thing, have at it. Don't think it's going to scare the bad guys, though.

Well... yes, basically.

[ Oh he wishes he were just like everyone else, in the sense that most everyone doesn't walk around with a monster locked away inside. As for his intelligence, he does know he's smarter than a lot of people, but that doesn't mean he'd brag about it, or even thinks he's better than anyone else just because of it. ]

What? Oh-- Al. No, that's not him. It's a different kind of armor. More modern, high-tech, with propulsors, sensors, certain types of weapons incorporated into it too, among other things. It can fly, for instance. It's also highly resistant so it can withstand stronger attacks or harsher environmental conditions. [ A pause. ] I don't suppose you've ever heard of Iron Man, have you?

I've heard of Black Sabbath, best single they've come out with yet. Now the time is here for Iron Man to spread fear. Come on, great song. [He's more than aware of Iron Man the person, thanks to his sister's memories. But he's not passing up the chance to talk about his favorite subject.]

But I guess that you're not wanting to talk life changing music. And I don't know what propulsors are. Or how modern you mean. It was 1973 last I checked, but Wanda kind of clued me in that its not that in other places. Like, Pong just happened and it's the biggest thing ever.

Actually, I think that's where the name came from. The media came up with it, if I remember right. [ Only somewhat fitting, considering the suits aren't even made of iron, but Bruce won't pick at that detail. ]

Yes, ah... a little more modern than that? [ He frowns a little. ] I'm sorry, aren't you supposed to be Wanda's twin? Because she's from 2015, and if you really are twins, then... she should look much older. [ Immediately it makes him think if this isn't one of those parallel universe situations. It's the only way this could make sense. ]

Well, at least someone had good taste. If I was Osbourne, I'd sue. Unless he's dead. Dude, are the Black Sabbath members still alive?

Yeah, all that chaotic universes stuff you mentioned? Kind of applies here. Cause I am supposed to be her twin. Older twin, actually. But it's like, different dimensions or something. I mean, my Wanda wasn't- [He wiggles his fingers in an attempt to mimic her powers.] Or a superhero or anything. Just my sister. Not that's bad or anything, cause Wanda's great either way.

[ Bruce chuckles a little at that. ] No, he's not dead. They're all very much alive, actually, don't worry. [ He's pretty sure they still do concerts and tours and everything, though Tony might be the best person to ask about that. Not like Bruce has kept up with popular culture much during the past few years.

He looks at Peter's hands, shoulders tensing a little when he realizes he's referring to her powers. ] Right. Yes, that-- explains it, then. The multiverse thing. [ He presses his lips a little. ] Sorry you're here without her.

[ Except he's not, not really - it's a little petty of him, but one Wanda on board the ship is already more than he can stand right now. Powers or not. ]

Oh, well. That's good, cool. At least music in the future can't suck too bad.

[Which is clearly the important take-away here.]

It's not that big of a deal. [He shrugs it off. It hurts a little, just as he imagines it hurts he's not Pietro. But:] Family's family. You know? At least I got a Wanda. Could have been worse.

Well, there's a little bit of everything, so I guess there's something to everyone's tastes.

[ Bruce can appreciate knowing there are nice things in the future. Even if they're small things, like good music. ]

I get it, yes. [ Clearly the two Wandas have some things in common, or Peter wouldn't feel this way. He figures the same goes for Wanda and her own brother. It's always a comfort, in a way. ] Guess you'll have to get used to being the younger twin. And by more than just a few minutes.

[Peter smiles at that. He's an easy to please teenager, at least when it comes to the promise of music.]

Don't think I'll be able to get used to it. It's not like that kind of thing is supposed to happen. But, like, I'll deal. You're dealing with it, right? You said you've been here awhile. The time crap has got to get easier.

Sure. Most things tend to be easier to get used to, over time. Well, assuming we continue to perceive time in a linear progression. [ Yeah Peter's not going to get that joke, is he? Probably not. Anyway. ]

And people adapt. It's how we survive. Here, or anywhere. [ Speaking from personal experience, on more than one thing. ] At least we're not alone out here.

[Peter is not grasping what Bruce is throwing down.] Linear?

Yeah, I guess. They got a pretty big crew going of kidnapped workers. Or do you mean in the alien sense? Cause I think we've already got some of those around anyway. I've seen at least one, for sure.

Never mind. Science joke. [ Really, Peter doesn't want to hear Bruce talk in length about time as a nonlinear progression. ]

Well... both, I guess. Out here we're all aliens, if you think about it. None of us are in our homeworld, so.

Right. Taking your word for it, doc. Bet it would get a lot of laughs around the lab.

Yeah, but. [Mind blown.] That's. I didn't think about that. That's freaky. Are you like some kind of professor or something? You're being way logical.

I'm pretty sure most people haven't thought of it. [ He smiles a little, shaking his head. ] No. I'm a physicist. I did work at a university at one point, but I never gave any lectures or anything of the kind.

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