( 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

[incantamentum]

[He takes a glug of his drink again.]

I find that one hard to believe, if I'm honest. That they would have such advanced technology capable of grabbing people from different realities yet they have no idea how to use it or how to reverse the process? [He clucks his tongue.] One would imagine the whole thing part of a greater ploy.

[He nods encouragingly at that though.] Of course not, after all, if things get hard here we can lock ourselves away in a room and pretend we're back home.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He just shrugs at Eric's disbelief.] I guess. This whole situation is hard to believe, so it could just be one more. Not that your idea of it being part of something bigger isn't any less likely, mind.

[That makes him laugh.] And I even have the last of my stipend to make that easier. Somehow weed in a plastic bag survived while my keys didn't; go figure.

[incantamentum]

Hard to believe yes, but impossible to ignore. [Because he was ever so logical.] After all, I'd be a slight hypocrite if I refused to confront my own reality.

[He chuckles at that.] You wolves and your stipend. [He gets an expression on his face, musing.] If you can spare me a leaf... I'll grow you the plant. [After all... he was a high priest, which meant a command over all five of the elements. Growing a plant off a dead dried out bud wouldn't kill him.] As for the aconite, I have some with me in my apothecary. Although the strange machine that steals thing is indeed a fickle mistress. It left me with everything in my work bag... except my pen.

[whynotgoonmyown]

True. It is harder to doubt what's literally happening to you.

[And that just make him laugh again, because what the hell?] Either it really dislikes metal, or the saying goes 'the pen is mightier than magic' for it. But still... I'd appreciate it, actually. I was thinking of saving it, but that'd make things a lot easier.

[incantamentum]

[He chuckles at both statements.] Well I did some wandering on the ship, when I first arrived... and spotted something similar to a garden. As such I imagine we have the facilities to accomplish things such as this.

There'll be other things among my apothecary I intend on planting, also, so it isn't much of a trouble to work the magic among multiple things. [And a scoff.] Which isn't something you can do with a pen.

[whynotgoonmyown]

I imagine you can't, no. [He's been laughing more than he thought he would all day, and it frankly feels good. Having someone from the same place as him, that he could talk to about something familiar, is making him feel a lot better.] Anyway... I left the bag back in the ship, so I'll give you some of it when we get back. Just say the word.

[incantamentum]

[He grins before lifting his glass and gesturing to Tyler in the closest approximation of a cheers motion.] Of course, I like to think we'll be spending some time together on the ship too, so arranging a trip to the gardens shouldn't be difficult.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He nods, both to the gesture and what Eric said.] Probably. No reason not to, as far as I know.

[incantamentum]

[His grin becomes more relaxed. It doesn't lose its earnest quality it just becomes less like a grin trying hard to be one.] I can't think of a single one either.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He nods again, glad they're on the same page before turning back forward and looking around a bit.] So what does this place have to drink, anyway?

[incantamentum]

It has... alcohol, of some description. It wasn't even easy to pronounce by any measure. [He looks somewhat shameful.] And, well, I transmuted it into Merlot.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[Tyler's just going to bite his lower lip to keep himself from chuckling again. Anymore, and he was sure Eric would start wondering if there was something wrong. Instead, he just got a bartender's attention to order something.] Well, let's see if I have to ask you to do the same for me.

[incantamentum]

[He grins at that and shakes his head slowly, taking another drink of what was now pretty clearly red wine.] Of course. I'm already intending on transmuting my sheets into something more... silk.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[Well... That's both a little surprising, and completely expected. And really, the more Tyler thinks about it, the less surprising it is. Why wouldn't anyone do that if they could?

Before he can say anything though, his drink arrives, and he tries it. He immediately makes a face.] I think this is something you'd have to get used to... But I'm not sure I want to.

[incantamentum]

And your beverage of choice, instead? [Because he was clearly going to transmute the hell out of it too. Let's just hope Tyler chose something Eric was at least slightly familiar with.]

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He takes a moment to think before he answers.] Might as well make it red wine like you just got for yourself. It's been a while.

[incantamentum]

[He nods once before waving a hand over the drink, muttering a word under his breath. A cloud of red explodes from the middle of it, quickly turning the alien liquor into a fine French red.] I hope it is to your tastes.

[whynotgoonmyown]

Thank you... [And after a quick raise of his glass, he drank. It takes him a while before he speaks, because... Damn.] Well... It's much better than what I can usually afford, that's for sure.

[incantamentum]

[He can't help but chuckle at that before ducking his head, glancing away.] My apologies. It was unkind to laugh. I just happened to transmute it into one of my favourites. The expense of wine is lessened somewhat when you have my particular stance in France.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He just has to chuckle at that.] Ah, it's ok. I'd probably laugh a little too if I was in your shoes.

[incantamentum]

In future you can try be more specific, if I've tasted it myself I could probably create it. [He needs basic familiarity with it but after that it should be quite simple.]

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He nods both in acknowledgement and appreciation.] I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, by the way.

[incantamentum]

Its no problem. [And then he's checking his MID for something he'd glanced over previously before he's chuckling.] And as for the sheets I mentioned, it seems I'll be doing similar for you. [He tilts his head.] We are apparently room-mates.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[... And Tyler's checking his own MID, because now that he thought about it, he had heard something about a roommate, and in hindsight the second bed in his room couldn't have meant anything else. It just... had clearly slipped his mind.] So we are. Huh... I... Thank you in advance for the sheets, first of all, and... Well, this does make a few thing easier, I gotta say.

[incantamentum]

[He grins and can't help but laugh a little.] Strange how they managed to wrangle that. I wonder if they knew about us before? [He takes a sip of his wine.] I hope you don't snore.