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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2015-11-01 12:09 am

( 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



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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petridish: (what makes you so damned special?)

[personal profile] petridish 2015-11-08 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks up partway through putting back a neat stack of vomit bowls, and has to doubletake. If she's seeing that right from this distance, the woman's scaley like an asari, but completely white.]

The new medbay tech, yeah. [Beat.] What are you?
Edited (wiping subject line!) 2015-11-08 12:26 (UTC)
imaginary_wife: (Layer 25)

[personal profile] imaginary_wife 2015-11-08 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's a surprising sort of response- she doesn't know why. Somehow it does catch her off guard. She's from a world where Indogenes are well known, and while no one on the ship has known what she is, that's not been the priority of introduction.]

[But Meh Yewll has never let mild surprise get in the way of running her mouth.]

Hello to you too. Yes, I would be happy to show you around. I'm fine thanks for asking. Also, I'm an Indogene, which are indeed few and far between in these parts.
petridish: (I never hide)

[personal profile] petridish 2015-11-09 11:09 am (UTC)(link)
[She's been tidying as she goes, so she's able to finish getting the supplies the way she found them as she waits for the answer to her actual question.]

Indogene. [It's an echo of distaste, albeit an unfamiliar one.] They didn't tell me I'd be working with an alien.
imaginary_wife: (27)

[personal profile] imaginary_wife 2015-11-09 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[She detects that note of distaste, because she's used it enough (though not exactly for humans, just for people incredibly waning in intelligence.)] What, you afraid of cooties, legs? I promise, I'll try to keep my frisky hands to myself. [Dryly.]

You're going to have to get used to it. A lot of the people on this ship are alien.
Edited (I used the same icon too close together noooooooooooooooooooooooooo) 2015-11-09 17:39 (UTC)
petridish: (I would have picked the other one)

[personal profile] petridish 2015-11-10 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Cooties?? Her bafflement flashes on her face, along with a confused glance down at her own legs. She only clicks at keeping her hands to herself. Making a face, she folds her arms.]

I thought this was a human ship. Better not be any batarians on here.