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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2015-10-01 01:07 pm

( october intro log )

Who: Everyone
When: October 1st
Where: The mess hall, kitchen, and other locations
What: The crew
Warnings: None, but please label anything you do that needs a warning


SHIP LIFE
”Working together not only helps us move more quickly, it changes the nature of what we can undertake.”


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 to your living quarters.

MERO DECKNOMO DECKMORO DECK


Crew members exposed to Exuo will notice that effects are slowly beginning to taper off. However, most will still continue to feel some agitation over the smallest things. Perhaps a visit to the UV beds will lighten that mood of yours.

MINI RECEPTION
Orders have been sent down to the kitchen to prepare something small but fulfilling for the entirety of the crew as a way to thank them for their hard work gathering supplies and returning to the Moira mostly unscathed. The mess hall has been decorated—kind of. There are small, tidy bows stuck to the backs of chairs and “party favors” spread out across the tables. These favors make a room smell sweet but are otherwise harmless. As a gift from Thán, he has provided the crew with a treat of sorts in addition to the foods the kitchen has prepared. All crew scheduled for morning shifts in the kitchen will have helped with these preparations. As a note, there is also a soft, unfamiliar melody coming from an old radio on one of the tables. The captains encourage everyone to relax, have fun, and get to know one another better.

Other areas of the ship are also open to exploration! Privileges for crew ranked Tiruncula** are as follows: (1) shift in kitchen and/or mess hall duties can be skipped each week without repercussions.



( ooc; **Ranks are listed here with an explanation. Please comment to activity check to receive new ranks (if applicable)! )

hyperkinesia: (Saved it for what?)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2015-10-06 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
It makes sense, yes. Well, at least there are no squirming tentacles or anything of that kind.

[ Those, he definitely wouldn't touch. And he may not be used to the whole space travel or alien cultures, but he's smart enough to wrap his mind around the concept quickly, especially after finding himself on a space ship, of all places.

Her last words catch his attention more than the mention of colonies, and he looks to her curiously. ]


And what's that, Galactica? [ A ship, maybe, he wonders. Space travel might not be as strange and unfamiliar to her as it is to others here. ]

[personal profile] wontbeforgotten 2015-10-07 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Seafood though. That's been a while since we had that. For...obvious reasons of living on ships, yeah. Colonies were nuked, so we're traveling to find a new home. Earth.

[Space travel is something they're obviously grateful for as a result. That the fleet, what remains of humanity, has a chance at least in finding somewhere else to settle and call home in that aftermath. She's used to it, piloting the Vipers, smaller fighter planes. It's just only more recently that they've been needed in actual combat against the Cylons.]
hyperkinesia: (Because that makes sense.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2015-10-07 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
As long as the seafood's not still alive.

[ Some alien species might be into that, how is he to know? And while nothing on the plates and trays is trying to crawl away, some of it still doesn't inspire him with a lot of confidence. It'll take a while to get used to it.

He arches his eyebrows to her, gesturing a hand vaguely. ]


So, you're... used to this? Well, maybe not this exactly, but space travel, I mean.

[personal profile] wontbeforgotten 2015-10-07 09:55 am (UTC)(link)
Well, yeah. I don't know if I'd want it still...wriggling.

[But that does get a laugh from her, before the reminders of home. Of her duty she now cannot succeed in given these guys took the Arrow she was supposed to be giving to the President. Still, not like there is a lot she can do about that from here. Not yet, anyway. There's a shrug as she takes another mouthful.]

Pretty much. Been a few months since the initial attacks now. And I was already on Galactica at the time when it happened.

[She hates them so much for what they did. The Cylons. Reducing humanity for 50,000 survivors. Still not sure this isn't something they're plotting.]
hyperkinesia: (It's alright.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2015-10-08 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
You lived in one of the colonies.

[ A guess, more than a question. Something for Bruce to wrap his mind around, when space travel isn't exactly a reality to humans, back in his world. Sure, they had the Chitauri popping up, with their own space ships and means of transport, but the human race doesn't have anything that can really compare. Not just yet, anyway. ]

We don't have anything like that. Well, we know there's life out there-- [ X-files theme playing in the background. I want to believe. ] -- but humans still have their feet pretty much planted on solid ground. Solid Earth ground.