( october intro log )

[hownkai]

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 DECK ● NOMO DECK ● MORO 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)! )

Comments

[whatdidisay]

Ivan loves his family. His family just has a habit of putting themselves in the line of fire when all Ivan wants to do is keep his head down and go unnoticed. Barrayar excels at creating messy, violent ends for people who stand out too much -- and normally wrapping everyone around them up in it as well. Distancing himself from that is self preservation at its finest.

His look and nod of deferral is absolutely practiced, but no-less sincere for it. "That's true," he offers, talking through his last spoonful of ice cream. "And it could be worse. I've got worse relatives somewhere on my family tree. So what about you? Got any family you'd want to see here?"

[tearmeanewone]

She hadn't expected that question to be turned on her. For a moment, she looks like Ivan just punched her in the diaphragm-- it hurts and she can't speak. This is probably the longest and most awkward pause she's inserted into the conversation thus far, but finally she manages a sad smile.

"Trick question-- I wouldn't want his life interrupted so I could have someone to talk to," she says, busying herself with her ice cream again. "My father was my only friend, but his other daughter needed him more than I did. He needed her more than he needed me, too." That's really the only way to explain it.

[whatdidisay]

Score a point on the unknowingly tactless scorecard that the universe is keeping for him, then, but that's nothing new -- he's already racked up quite the tally.

Ivan doesn't really have anything to say to that, though, except for: "That sounds rough." That's... appropriately sympathetic, right? Right.

[tearmeanewone]

Elizabeth looks at him for a moment, wondering if something else is going to be said to elaborate on 'that sounds rough', but when nothing else happens she chuckles.

"I'm happy for him, bottom line. You'd want someone you cared about to be happy, even if you weren't around to see it, right?"

[whatdidisay]

"Yeah, of course." Mostly. Sometimes he wishes a world of trouble on his cousin when something comes up to annoy him. "Actually, I prefer it that way. Not being around to see it, it means they can't drag me into trouble."

As if he didn't make that clear before.

[tearmeanewone]

Well, it's not exactly what Elizabeth had in mind, but it makes her chuckle. "Fair enough. I have no idea what that's like, but I can still take your word on it. I guess that means you've been dragged into trouble, then-- because your relatives are here?"

[whatdidisay]

"Because I'm related to them," he simplifies. They're always dragging him into trouble, wherever he is. "Guessing yours don't cause trouble for you, then? Must be nice."

Would you like to trade, Elizabeth? He'd be more than willing to do so. "So, off the subject of family members, get your job assignment yet?"

[tearmeanewone]

"Oh no," Elizabeth laughs and shakes her head. "He caused plenty of trouble for me. But I did the same for him, so I think that made us even."

Nope, no deal Ivan. She wouldn't trade Booker for anything. "I did. Apparently I'm in charge of starting a library on the ship. Exciting, isn't it?"