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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)! )

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[personal profile] tearmeanewone 2015-11-06 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
"You're, um..." Elizabeth swallows the knot in her throat and smiles. "You might get that call after I've gotten my spaceship legs." And she's not feeling like an emotional wreck. "And when we're not looking at stars," she laughs with a wave of her hand to indicate. No, she didn't want to associate this spot with the first time she told someone her story. She didn't want to associate anything about her old life with her new one.

"Metropolis... sounds urban," she leans on the window and cranes her neck-- were the stars passing them quickly, or slowly? "And according to my roommate, Atlantis isn't much of a myth. It's a... spaceship city?" Elizabeth arches her eyebrow in bemusement and chuckles. "All of our timelines share things, I'm realizing. More than I imagined. But then it makes sense-- how are we supposed to be a crew if we don't come from a common thread? Even if it is the tiniest, thinnest thread to ever bear weight."
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[personal profile] heliakal 2015-11-09 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whenever you want," Clark says. Though the concern in his expression doesn't go away, he nods. He can leave it at that for now.

Clark leans a shoulder against the window, and smiles a little bit at the way she practically tries to melt through it. He understands the feeling. Sometimes, when most of the crew is asleep, he goes flying just outside the ship. It would be nice to show someone else what it was like. Maybe he could talk to the captains about allowing them some gear once Elizabeth had settled in.

"It's one of the biggest cities in the United States, but no one seems to have heard of it around here," he says. He doesn't mind really, it's just an observation. "You're right though, it seems like there are a lot of odd connections between us."

Clark looks out at the stars again. "So... We're a group of adventurers from different times and places, lost out in space. It almost sounds like a story."