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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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( look at this great conversation topic!! )
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Nothing after? It seems like after most wars or monumental historical events where people suffer, there's an outpouring of writing about it.
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( barrayar: come for the god knows what, stay for the epic amounts of bloodshed. )
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Glad to hear that old forms of execution and example-making are still used in the future. [She makes a face that indicates just how much she likes imagining what a dismemberment of an emperor named 'Mad Yuri' would look like.] Well, another crewmember, Peridot, is helping me digitize the records of the collection, I imagine soon enough we'll have to do the same for books on discs or stored purely as data. Maybe once that happens, we'll have something you'll find familiar.
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The joke's that Yuri managed to piss off so many people that everyone wanted a piece of him, so Emperor Ezar decided to let them. ( ask miles about it, his dad had the first cut! don't ask gregor about it, that was his great uncle. ) Anyway, we really only use example-making when it comes to public traitors these days. Lock them up in a square and let them starve to death. ( a beat, and ivan frowns. handsomely. ) I guess it works, because I can't think of anyone actually dying that way.
( impsec probably deals with the individuals whose treasons are more hidden, and ivan sure as hell wouldn't want to figure out how they do it. )
Maybe. S'not really important, anyway.
( if ivan were a man interested in working, here's the point where he'd offer his excellent services as a master of paperwork and lover of flowcharts. but alas, he has his own job, and taking up more work seems counterintuitive to spending time doing what he loves -- chatting with women and drinking.
sorry elizabeth. )
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You really know how to pick these conversation topics.
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( there! that's better! )
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You'd think this planet would have problems with its infrastructure crumbling, given most of it is quite literally breakable. But somehow everybody seems to get by just fine. It's amazing.
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( this is said with a pointed look at elizabeth and a flash of a grin. he's literally incapable of stopping. )
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[...but she's getting kind of used to it, and finds it a little funny. And charming. No harm in that, right? She tries to keep her smile to herself, but she ends up looking up at Ivan from watching the street and giving herself away.]
I imagine rules are the only way they keep things clean. That, or a lot of glass cleaner.
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Maybe both. Whatever they do, it sure keeps crime to a minimum. There's no real shady places here -- back home, even in the planetary capital, there was always some part of the city worse off than the rest. ( that should be suspicious to some people, or maybe deserving of more thought, but not to ivan. ) I was born in one. Don't really know the details, but that's what Mamere says.
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SHUSH, SHE IS AN INDEPENDENT LADY WHO DEMANDS RESPECT. 8[]I grew up in a... very protective environment. [To say the least.] The first time I saw a 'shady' place, I was shocked. I tried with everything I had to help them find a better life, wished that Columbia could be like... this, really. But now that I see it, it feels strange for some reason. Almost fake.
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at least in the bedroom!)Parent coddle you, too? ( he knows that feeling, elizabeth, although not to the extent that she does. ha. ha. ha. alys vorpatril meant well, but as a single mother she hadn't had the best approach towards child raising. who knew that putting every waking moment into the care and attention of a child could backfire so epically into a man who just wanted to escape her long grasp? ) Like it's too good to be true? Maybe. They probably don't know any different, and the places we come from would be just as odd to them.
( ok. barrayar seems odd to people who are from it, they're just used to neo-feudalism and all that. )
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Hahaha. Ha.]...The man who posed as my father kept me isolated in six rooms, locked from the outside, almost all of the mirrors were windows to watch me from. I had a giant mechanical bird as a friend, he brought me books and kept me from getting too close to escaping. [Talk about epic backfire.] So I suppose you could call it 'coddling', I just call it kidnapping. [Because that's what it was, and Comstock was a horrific human being.]
They probably don't know any different... that's amazing, though. They've achieved a society where nobody has to experience stress over where their next meal is coming from. I wonder how they managed it.
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( she had to have, right? not only here, but ivan remembers her talking about two different years. something like that, anyway. )
Something no one else in this galaxy has, and selling it? ( some sort of in-demand resource that can function as their main source of income, maybe? you need something to finance all this, at any rate. ) They all look like businessmen to me.
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[Elizabeth looks around at the passers-by, noting their mode of dress and so on.] I guess you're right. But what resource could it possibly be? They don't even have alcohol on this planet.
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They don't have alcohol? ( he sounds distressed, because he regularly enjoys a state of being not sober. vor lord, and all that. ) I don't know, though, I can't think of anything else. Some sort of services, maybe.
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I'm sorry. [Elizabeth looks sympathetic.] My mother died in childbirth. I know how that is, somewhat. [She'd grown up without any parents at all, really, so she... sort of knew?]
[Elizabeth fixes him with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.] None. Contraband, apparently. I'm not much of a drinker, but it does seem a little overboard to ban it outright. [But that really wasn't her business. Every place was different, and valued different things. Economy included. She tries to figure out what these people specialize in based on how they're dressed, but it's so eclectic she can't begin to guess.] I guess that would make sense. I haven't seen any kind of farm or food production anywhere.
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There's nothing to be sorry for. It's not like I knew him or anything. ( it's just a fact of life. ) But, uh. I'm sorry you never knew your mother? ( fucking smooth, ivan vorpatril. ) If mine were here, you could have her. She's got the energy to spare after looking after me and Gregor. Although that's only in a professional capacity.
( careful, ivan, you might have to explain why. )
Wonder what, though? ( ivan likes asking questions to get people who are not him to do the heavy thinking for him. it works with miles, surely it'll work with beautiful and intelligent women as well. )