( november intro log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: November 1st and on
Where: The ship and on planet
What: Exploration + new arrivals
Warnings: Please label any warnings you have on your threads

THE INFLUX

"It is not so much about beginnings and endings; it is about muddling through the middle."

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.

Welcome to Caducus Primary

Shortly after your arrival, you are met by one of the captains and any of the crew of the Moira who might have accompanied him. You are given a brief physical scan and are asked to sign a contract that states you are now part 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. Much like the Moira's own Ingress, C-Primary's Ingress seems to be malfunctioning, and nothing can return through it. If you choose to disregard this offer, you will be detained indefinitely by the natives of Caducus Primary. (Joining the Moira is really the only choice you have.)

DESCENSION

"I am the keeper of fragile things."

From a distance, Caducus Primary doesn't look like much. The weather on the planet is extremely stable, and the vegetation is neat, almost pristine. What stands out about C-Primary, however, is the fact that there are hundreds of VERY TALL buildings packed together in many of the cities. They are elevated about the ground on what appear to be stilts and sway almost gracefully in the gentle breeze that is always present. Their stability never wavers; they don't fall down. The streets are lined with beautiful sculptures that are placed wherever light is needed. Many other designs can be found outside as well as in. This planet is rather wealthy, and the abundance of their natural resources reflect in everything. The world glitters just as glass would in the sunlight.

Native Details
● They have darker skin tones, but their hair styles and colors are all as unique as they can make them. This can be seen as influence from other travelers.
● Friendly, welcoming, and encouraging to the crew to trade with them for what they need.
● There are no visible "poor" areas.
● Calm and organized. If lost or in need of directions, they will offer to take you where you are going.
● Vey strict when it comes to rules. (Trade what you say you're going to trade.)

☄CITY PROPER

There are many things to do once on planet. In the city proper, stepping into one of the multiple shops reveals workers crafting glass figurines, jewelry, cups, and other items to your specifications. Trading is the same as on all other planets—there is no one accepted monetary unit. Yet, any unsavory cargo (such as weapons, explosives, alcohol, and drugs) will not be found anywhere in the vicinity of these areas. Other travelers have set up places outside the cities near transporter zones for these particular necessities. Trade at your discretion. At night, if you catch your reflection in a surface that isn't quite as transparent (on a sculpture, the side of a building, anything made of glass), there will be a momentary glimpse of your past or future self. A blink, and then, it will be gone.

Staying on the Moira isn't required during time spent on Caducus Primary. Visit one of its many fine hotels with its beautiful accomodations. The price is remarkably inexpensive: it's free.

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Comments

[heliakal]

[ The first thing Clark does, when he has the opportunity late that night, is break off from the rest of the crew and go for a flight. The ship isn't small by any stretch of the imagination, but spending weeks at a time on it can feel a little bit like being trapped in a tin can out in space. He spends hours circling the planet, guided by little more than curiosity.

Caducus Primary is as beautiful by night as it is by day, like most of the planet was made to catch starlight. The city proper, unlike so many others he's passed through, seems to have no darker underbelly. No poverty, homelessness, greed... It's almost ideal. He never thought he'd see anything like it outside of a philosophy textbook. A part of him wonders if it comes from the nature of the planet itself. It's difficult to be cruel in a world made of glass.

Still, even Clark finds it strange.

He's taking a meandering walk through the city by the time he sees another person. The man seems fascinated by some reflection in the glass, and Clark glances over as he passes, curious.

He doesn't see his crewmate, or the standard uniform he's currently wearing; he sees himself in the Kryptonian suit, and Lois' hand pressing against the shield on his chest, her face a mask of concern.

He stops dead in his tracks, but the reflection is already normal again.

He glances around, then approaches the other crew member. It's just the two of them here; he's mostly certain he didn't hallucinate. ]

Did you... See something in the glass just now?

[vengeance_driven]

[He is looking at his hands when Clark speaks, and it jars him out of his thoughts. Where there was blood, it was gone.]

I- Maybe I didn't. [He looks back again. Nope. Just him. And he drags his hand down his face, ruffling the scruff on those hard Slavic angles. It's not baby smooth like he used to keep it, before he figured out it would grow back so quickly it was barely worth the effort.]

Yeah, maybe it is something in the water. I don't know. This is the first place I have worked for where I am pretty sure I cannot always trust my own head. [Or eyes. Or anything else.]

I am guessing you are crew? You don't have a fruit salad for a head, so probably.

[heliakal]

[ Clark wonders what the man saw in that reflection, but the particular way he had been looking at his hands isn't unfamiliar. He's spent whole nights like that, far above the world and still unable to escape the sharp crack of bone.

Maybe he's wrong about what he's seeing, though. He doesn't know this man.

He briefly touches the center of his chest, where Lois' hand had been. ] Then we're both crazy. But this wouldn't be the first time there was something in the atmosphere.

[ He nods at the question, and holds out a hand. He'll let the comment about the natives slide for now. ] Clark Kent. Would you be willing to tell me what you saw?

[vengeance_driven]

Me. Twelve years ago. [That much he's honest about, but he's unaware of how obvious his actions had been.] Old fashion. It is a killer. [Says the man who dresses like he came from the eighties anyway, when he has a choice.]

[But then, he adds, more honestly.] I was a teenager then. A soldier in Yugoslavia. I remember what the child said, before we were to arrive.

[More things that he didn't want people to know about from anyone but him.]

I guess if you did not see it, and I did not see yours... It does not matter so much.

[heliakal]

[ Clark inclines his head and offers a brief smile at the joke. He doesn't need to listen to a heartbeat to know that it's a side-step, but he's the last person who could begrudge someone their privacy.

The man does volunteer more information after that, however. A soldier - so maybe he isn't off his mark. Yugoslavia has a particularly difficult history, from what he remembers. ]

I'm not so sure about that. It could be that it's trying to show us something... Besides our regrets, that is.

[vengeance_driven]

Maybe it just shows us things we keep in our heads.

[But that wouldn't explain the future part- anyway, that's the best guess he has. Something they do themselves rather than some actual crystal ball nonsense. He's seen so much, but there's so much more he can't wrap his head around.]