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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: MISCOMMUNICATIONSomehow, 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: RESCUEDuring 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 OUTNow 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: REFUGEESNow 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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thisavrou_log2016-02-01 11:09 am
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A month here has been like warming up all over again - and Hawke here? Maker, it's just like old times and he's almost embarrassingly giddy about it.
So he can't even bring himself to find fake offence at Hawke's comment. He just chuckles.] At first, no one - they had me down taking care of the cargo, which is frankly an even worse decision. Then I... [He clears his throat.] showed initiative and a desire for personal growth and all that shit, and applied for the post myself.
Now I'm in the cargo bay and the press.
[And may the Maker or Andraste or the God they keep mentioning around here take mercy on them all.]
And I see they're trusting you with the lives and limbs of the crew [He hisses a breath through his teeth as if sceptical of this arrangement.]
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?!?!
That's really only something that can be expressed in a noise with nothing but all consonant letters. Hawke tries very hard to imagine a time when Varric had a desire for personal growth that wasn't for his coin purse. It's fairly difficult and he promises to come back to it later. After all, the part he can concede to is Varric does enjoy his information and that's more fitting for him that schleping cargo.
Hawke just smiles because he can't help it. Maybe he shouldn't after all that's happened—and he's lost a part of himself that happiness and joviality don't come as easily anymore; sarcasm edging further into bitterness—but as strange as this is, it's like a small vacation. And isn't that just odd to think of? Floating around in space and he equates that with vacation.
But, the weight of Thedas isn't here. That burden isn't weighing down his shoulders or his heart. And he thinks, for the first time in a very long time, that it might be okay to let himself be Hawke again. ]
Hey; it wasn't my choice. Quite frankly, I question the validity of the sanity of whomever's in charge. [ Heavily questions. It's boring being here already. ] So... [ he drags the o-sound out longer than necessary. ] what's going on here? Anything we need to know?
[ aka: when can they start sticking their fingers where they don't belong and get into trouble? ]
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[He'll have to work on that. But mostly, Hawke has very much the right idea: the career change had very little to do with Varric's sense of personal responsibility or 'initiative'. Initiative is when you con somebody before they can con you, right? Something like that.
But hell, this isn't Thedas anymore. He's still working out where he fits, slotting himself in in the right places. Trying to figure out if he even can slot in in the right places - maybe they'll always be jutting out awkwardly a little bit and they're just going to have to own it.]
Well, welcome to the Moira. [He spreads his arms as if in actual welcome.] The ship's travelling somewhere - Maker knows where, but if we go straight there without stopping or taking any detours it's going to take a few more months. [His voice makes it very clear he doesn't think they're going to go there without stopping or making detours.]
Everybody on board except the captains came on just like we did - one minute you're minding your own business and the next... [The gesture he makes is rather a vague one.] The next you don't know what the hell is going on anymore because you're suddenly in blighted space.
...Unless you mean here as in with Emiri, in which case I might need a drink of something first.