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thisavrou_log2015-11-01 12:09 am
hownkai) wrote in thisavrou_log2015-11-01 12:09 am
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( november intro log )
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
"It is not so much about beginnings and endings; it is about muddling through the middle."
DESCENSION "I am the keeper of fragile things."
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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 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.)
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.)
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.
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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night
He taps a finger against the side of the glass, staring down at the clear liquid, untouched. He’d been trying to clear his mind; get away from the bad memories the sight of his reflection in a dark window had inexplicably brought up, but it wasn’t until it was too late that he’d realised the last time he’d had a drink was that very day he was trying not to think about. Funny how things circled around like that.
He notices Gamora out of the corner of his eye; recognizes that she’s from the Moira. Her atypical appearance is almost give away enough, but the MID on her wrist confirms it.]
You want a drink? I traded and entire diamond for it, I’d hate to see it go to waste.
[Okay, maybe not the best way to start a conversation with a strange woman, but it was too late now.]
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( nothing about ratchet strikes gamora as odd -- in fact, he's the only one that she considers to be normal among all of this. not human, visibly, and on a planet where it feels as if she is surrounded by them someone who doesn't fit into it makes her feel-- not at home, but more at ease.
she takes the drink without further question though -- her body can handle poisons if he'd tampered with it, she's sure. )
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[He says it with the resigned air of someone who's very accustomed to getting ripped off. Just another galaxy.]
But it's pretty hard not to get ripped off when we're not getting paid in anything useful.
[He had to give them something after all.]
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[But that seemed to be the way of things, didn't it? Get a contract shoved in your face, make you sign it before you could read the fine print. He shrugs. On the other hand...]
It could be shittier.
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( that's her threshold for awful, ratchet. twisted, deformed individuals from earth's hero teams who were a bitch and a half to bring down. fun, but--
it cost her everything she held dear, so she'd like not to have a repeat any time soon. )