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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-05-01 09:04 pm

( may event log )

Who: Everyone
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!

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far from nowhere
"the trees rustle in the evening when we stand uneasy before our own thoughts."

With the events of Del Pascia behind the Moira, things are only now beginning to settle—and not very well. Through the combined efforts of some of the crew, D-E-L and her permanent residents were incinerated into the dust of space. While it’s not the most peaceful end, it is one, and not many are going to be thinking back on how nice Del Pascia’s facilities were for quite some time. Repairing what they could of the ship’s interior and putting as much distance between the Moira and the prison as possible, those aboard are informed by Navigation that they are approaching another planet. This means, of course, the potential for better supplies, as some things are beginning to dwindle, and the Captains elect to dock so long as the crew follows protocol.
WELCOME TO AMISSIS-RE



Amissis-Re is an unregistered planet with no documented histories or signs of life. The Moira’s Navigation crew have scanned the planet for any usable resources and have discovered a faint signal emitting from beneath the surface of Amissi-Re. Using the transporters and any other crafts located in the Cargo Bay, the crew are able to travel to the source of the signal. Upon arriving in its exact location, they’ll find a small series of lakes that lead to a tower-like structure that appears to be in use. Crew must cross a poorly assembled bridge system that sways and dips when weight is applied to it in order to gain access to the entrance. Once there, a woman comes out to greet them and explains, excitedly, that she is so very happy that they have come to Amissis-Re.

Everyone can go home.

Their host insists that she has done the impossible and has somewhat fixed the Ingress that’s been built on Amissis-Re a long time ago, and what’s more, she can send crew home for short bursts of time. Upon following this woman inside, crew will find that the planet is not, in fact, barren at all. Diving deep into the underbelly of Amissis-Re, it’s like an eternal factory of machines, and while vast, for whatever reason, it also seems incredibly welcoming...

LEAP OF FAITH ( 05.01 and on )
The barren planet of Amissis-Re is devoid of vegetation and organic life except for a lone woman, and the planet itself is an intricate honeycomb of machines that go for miles below the surface. Yet, that seems insignificant and unimportant in comparison to the news that the crew has just received. After Thán has looked at the Ingress, he tells the crew that he cannot say for certain that it is properly functioning, but Emiri native, Ben Link, will volunteer to test it out.

An elevator takes crew down to a glass platform that overlooks an inverted Ingress portal. In order to return home, the Moirans will have to take a leap of faith and jump in. Ben, in order to show his commitment to the crew and willingness to help get them home, takes that jump with Captain Thán seconds behind him. Jumping feels like dropping through wind; lights swirl, it’s warm, and a soft buzzing encompasses you as you fall. You don’t feel the landing. One moment you’re falling, and the next, you’re in a new world.

A few hours pass before a similar elevator rises from below and to the left of the Ingress, stopping beside the platform. Ben and Thán step out unharmed.

It works, and everyone can temporarily go home. Will you jump?

COMBINE THE EXTREMES ( 05.01 and on )
The woman that greeted the crew and led them to the platform will allow anyone that wants to go home the opportunity to go. There’s only one catch: it’s not permanent. She’s worked for years to fix the Ingress so that she can return to her own home but hasn’t been able to make the trip an everlasting one. Everyone always comes back. Always. They go for a few hours, at first, but that amount of time increases with each visit.

The one guideline, she says, is that you can’t go alone. Each trip requires a partner, or it becomes too much for the mind to bear. These rules are simple: the world takes shape depending on who jumps first, but if crew go hand-in-hand and leap at the same time, the worlds combine. This new world will be populated with people that existed in both and may appear to be a jarring combination of both worlds. It may seem unusual, but if the woman is asked, she’ll explain that the combined world does exist as there are more universes than can be imagined. The Ingress tries to take the person to their own home, their original home, but when jumping together, it finds the closest possible match and deposits them there instead.

From that point on, you can travel the world together or split up, but remember, this world is a living, functioning world. It doesn’t matter if it’s the home of one crew member or a combination. You meet other people. You can get hurt. You influence and are influenced by others.

Be cautious, and enjoy your visit “home”.

LINGER ON ( 05.05 and on )
The more times the Amissis-Re Ingress is visited, the more it seems that your trips last longer and the experience becomes even more vivid. More real and harder to distinguish from the current reality that you know. It’s difficult to explain why, but you get the feeling that maybe if you went without the aid of the host, that perhaps you’d be able to stay. Forever. It takes some subterfuge, but in time, you see your chance: she’s nowhere in sight, and you take it.

The world you are in now is completely your own, whether another crew member accompanied you or not. The people you know are there, everything around you is exactly as you remember. A few hours pass, and you don’t feel that familiar tug, that invisible hook at the base of your spine that signals that your visit is over. Even more time goes by, and you’re still in that world, your home. When the first day has passed, you begin to question if you’ll ever go back, or if life on the Moira was all a dream. The person with you won’t be able to convince you otherwise, and they’ll start to feel less real, a stranger that you used to know.

There’s only one way to go back to the Moira. Someone from the other side has to come in and retrieve you both. Once in, contact with a third will jump-start a link through the Ingress, and it will pull all crew back to the platform.


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straightouttacarbonite: (032)

[personal profile] straightouttacarbonite 2016-05-27 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a pretty damn dramatic exit, even if there's no one there to see it.

On the other hand, there are plenty of people who might catch their triumphant return, which is not enough to deter him from leaning into the kiss, too burdened to pull her as close as he'd like, but it's still a pretty good kiss, as kisses go. They have, after all, had a fair bit of practice, and they absolutely have the inspiration, considering how little time they've spent together.

When he pulls away, it's mostly so he can properly shift the heavy bag to his shoulder.]


I guess it worked.

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-05-27 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He can indeed feel that spike of fear, rising higher than the level of discomfort that seems to have permeated the whole of the city, and despite the severely reduced visibility of the helmet--honestly, how had anyone seen in these?--he turns to fix his eyes on Luke, curious.]

Hold on, who is Vader?

[It's not a name that's ever come up before, but even the speaking of it leaves him with a vaguely nauseous unease. That must be the problem here, the troopers hadn't proven to be much more than an annoying obstacle; they're something to be avoided, not dreaded.]
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[personal profile] sparkwhisperer 2016-05-27 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Tarn grunts as Megatron gets him in a headlock and he scrambles to get his feet back under himself as his opponent grasps under his thigh.

He tries to thrash free, uncaring of the armor that he scraping in denting in the process.

In a last ditch effort he lashes out blindly with his claws, hoping for a stroke of luck. Tarn doesn't have many more options available to him. He just needs to wrestle Megatron's audio close enough for a quiet word.]
t65: (i mean it's the wrong lightsaber)

[personal profile] t65 2016-05-27 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[That sense of unease just about skyrockets. Luke's just glad Anakin can't see his face.]

Their leader. [That's all he can think to say.] The last time I faced him... it was down here.

[Luke isn't sure what to do. He's left momentarily paralyzed with indecision-- go looking for him? Run and hide? Neither seems like a good option, and the latter is unworthy of a Jedi. But Luke can't let the two meet.]
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[personal profile] imahologram 2016-05-27 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Goverments? [Leia's curious at that, walking over to the horse and murmuring a hello to him. She remembers all of these horses, more or less, and all of them died with Alderaan.] Just how many governments does Earth have?

[The galaxy is made up of larger factions, large enough that individual planets don't divide so neatly.]

They have you working other places, for the most part. It must be difficult to stand by and watch.

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-05-27 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
He's the one who--

[Took your hand. He remembers that conversation keenly. "Their leader" pales in comparison to the far larger reality of it. He's a Sith, and the title, like Dooku's it seems, is largely a front.

A Sith with clo--no. No, they're not clones. Not anymore. The design has to be a mockery. The war is lost--somehow--and what was once the Republic's line of defense is copied and twisted until it's lost the original point.

That has to be it. His resolve on this and the matter of what to do in terms of justice for Luke, hardens.]


We need to find him. End this.

[Because that's well thought out and tactically sound.]
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[personal profile] t65 2016-05-27 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Before Luke even knows what he's saying,] No! [He feels the worry for that hulking monster rise up in him unbidden. It's the same thing that made him call Anakin father when he was being attacked by those mutants in Del Pascia. It's instinct. It's family.]

[Luke shakes his head. No, he's deluding himself. He tries, mostly unsuccessfully, to shove that worry aside.]

[His father. If he isn't careful, he's at risk of losing them both.]


There's a way to escape, I used it last time. [Time to try his luck in the ventilation tubes. He runs off without explaining, expecting Anakin to follow.]

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-05-27 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Esca--Luke!

[He follows, because he doesn't see any other choice, but it wouldn't have been his first, and the idea of running away still doesn't sit well with him at all. He tries to remind himself that this war now isn't the same he's used to, and what Luke has seen may very well be worse than the best Dooku had thrown at him through the Clone War's long stretch.

It doesn't ease the shame of it much.]


Luke, how am I even supposed to know what we're avoiding?

[Other than the fact that "something" will feel "wrong." Unfortunately, the Force isn't always a clear indicator, and when everything feels wrong--like how much he shouldn't even be here--it doesn't help.]
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[personal profile] t65 2016-05-27 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke makes his way down the long corridor, the panels springing to light as he walks through. It reflects oddly off the armor of a stormtrooper, making everything too bright. He shouldn't be wearing this, when he walks through here. Everything is wrong.]

You'll know him when you see him. He's a seven foot tall metal monster. [Anger spikes in him.] He tortured my friends, killed- [Ben, Owen, Beru, Bail Organa-] so many people.

[He realizes he's stopped walking. He's just standing there, staring at Anakin. Staring at the man who will be Darth Vader.]

Come on, let's go. [He turns away.]

sorry buddy

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-05-27 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
I've seen a lot of metal monsters in my lifetime.

[He figures this isn't quite what Luke means, but he can't shake the thought, even as Luke turns briskly back around starts again, despite stopping suddenly like he's seen a ghost.

Maybe he has, and not for the first time, either. Obi--Ben's journal had spoken to that in what Anakin considers inarguable terms. The Order is gone. He is gone. Padmé presumably too, if the twins had been separated so cleanly, and for so long.

But whatever has happened to him isn't the point here. Not now. Luke's fear, on the other hand, is. Unfortunately, for a man who has seemingly been fighting droids and various technological terrors for a good half of his life, "metal monster" doesn't narrow it at all. Multiple droids. Grievous. By Obi-Wan's account, Darth Maul even falls into the same category to a degree. The only exception on the the Separatist side of the war, it seems, is Dooku himself.]


You might want to be a little more specific.
Edited (verb teeeense omg) 2016-05-27 02:27 (UTC)
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[personal profile] t65 2016-05-27 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
You haven't seen this one. [He says it without thinking. It's just the truth. No one who sees Vader ever forgets him. No one who sees him ever mistakes him for anything else. He just is.]

[And he's here.]

[Luke takes off his helmet. He's not sure why. Maybe all this thinking of Vader makes the idea of helmets distasteful in general.]
He's- huge. And all black. And the mask, it has these... eyes. [No, the look doesn't matter. What's the feeling?]

Fighting him is like fighting a wall. He never stops, never gets tired. Everything becomes so cold, and it doesn't even phase him.

[He puts his helmet back on.] You'll know him when you see him, I swear. [So he hopes he never sees him.]
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[personal profile] vengeance_driven 2016-05-27 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
He shook his head as he looked down.

"I needed to show you this because the reason I am with you is that I guessed you were strong enough that this would not happen to you. Or else, I do not think that I could have taken that risk."

Which made her problem, the one with him, all the more perplexing. It was at that point he was able to step away from that invisible memorial.

"Come on. We need to go stalk my Cousin's apartment and see if he is there." Because that was what responsible family did for each other.
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[personal profile] seeingscarlet 2016-05-27 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
More than I know. Earth is not like the other planets we have visited. [How to put this...] We have an international committee, but not one government.

[And whether they can get even that right is seriously up for debate. Wanda wasn't really surprised by how deep the corruption on Emiri ran - really, she was more surprised by how smoothly everything on Caducus-Primary actually ran.

Wanda drifts even closer to the horse and half-reaches up to touch before dropping her hand.]


It's not that. Not just that. People are...afraid, sometimes.

welp!

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-05-27 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[The mask is where his mind shorts out. The darkness, the cold, the hollow, the eyes. It's all there.

He's seen it.

He's seen it and hadn't known at the time just why the burned husk of a broken respirator could resonate so harshly, so deeply, so evil. He'd never put it together before, the pull he'd felt then to an encroaching pitch black void and the idea of the Sith that's maimed his son. Killed others, unsurprisingly it seems, beside.

Throwing it away, in retrospect, seems now like a concession, letting that darkness linger and creep until new hands reach it instead. They should have burned it again. He can only hope Obi-Wan did the right--the logical--thing and destroyed it.

Anakin is thankful that Luke can't see the shock etched in his face and too-wide eyes, though the stall in his breathing, the sudden lurch in his step, both are indicators he can't suppress behind a helmet.]


Alright, fine. Maybe you're right.

[In the face of that, running away doesn't seem quite so foolish.]
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[personal profile] heart_breaking 2016-05-27 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Eggsy knows how much they hate the world, and he knows they're cruel. Is he just forgetting? Does he assume that Chara couldn't hurt him if they tried? ... Maybe he can tell they won't try. Maybe he'd seen the future written in them from the start, and their lack of malice now is no surprise to him.]

[Or maybe he's just being a kind-hearted idiot. That's more likely, given what he's been like before. Chara smiles. The edges of their eyes stay pinched.]

Okay.

[They turn to the right.]

Um. Everyone is from all over... [It's a sentence that coasts to a stop. The frown that follows their smile is even more pinched than the smile.]

I'd offer to show you things from my home, but there's nothing good to see.
Edited 2016-05-27 03:27 (UTC)
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[personal profile] a_shadow 2016-05-27 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"There might be Resistance members making their way here," she replies, still unsure what's the same and what's different. Better to be safe than sorry. "I suggest we make our way to ground level as quickly as possible." Possibly by jumping out the window, but she doesn't have the jet pack she had when she was last in this building. Perhaps the old-fashioned elevator will have to do.
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[personal profile] jedimindtrick 2016-05-27 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Your secret is safe with me.

[ Kenobi follows her example, lowering himself down into the soft grass. Growing up on Coruscant, he relied on the gardens at the temple to give him a sense of the wonder of nature, but it's never compared to the real thing.

He takes a deep breath. The smells available to him are like a feast for his senses. The air is sweet with water and grass and all of the natural aromas not afforded to them through recirculated air.
]

It's quite pleasant. What would you do when you disappeared to this place?
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[personal profile] aminerproblem 2016-05-27 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[The moment that leg is lifted up, he shifts his weight to knock Tarn on his side, moving to take the Decepticon's back and gain a stronger hold on him.]

[He's pressed up close and the claws easily find armor to slash. Metal shrieks as sparks fly from the struggle - but beyond that, nothing important seems to have been caught in his desperate flailing.]

[His arm only presses tighter around Tarn's neck in response. While Cybertronians had no need to breathe, crimping the energon lines leading to his brain module should be enough to get what Megatron wanted. Hardly lethal, but a dazed or unconscious Tarn is one he could bring back to the Moira without the threat of the crew being massacred on sight.]

[All he had to do was keep his hold and wait, no matter how much nuke he'd pumped through his systems.]

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-05-27 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Anakin can't help but laugh at the insinuation, whether she's intended it or not. When either of them were on planet, it certainly made clandestine meetings far easier; once Knighthood had been granted, Anakin had been given personal leave of the temple, and careful enough to leave quietly (the one thing he'd really ever been quiet about), questions were rarely asked.

At least to his face. Which were the only sort of questions that mattered when he'd always been a terrible liar.]


And never enough. Being in the same place at the same time is harder than it sounds. Even if her apartments had a pretty... [he shrugs with a smirk] decent view of both. The war makes it easier in some ways, more difficult in others. But we manage all right.

[And she doesn't need to know more than that. No one does, save for the woman he's doing any of it with.]

Anyway, Princess, you want to show me something I haven't seen before?

[He's leaving that one in her purview, recognized by her title even if spoken in a less than politically correct tone. Her home is still her home, even if he hadn't been the one to provide it. That part he can't ignore, whatever strange atmosphere his sudden presence in her life creates.]
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The most rushed tag ever goooo

[personal profile] braceforimpact 2016-05-27 09:58 am (UTC)(link)
It's practically Kaworu's natural element, perched precariously on some elevated piece of stone. His expression is that cryptically unsmiling one that signifies some change in his mental state neither negative nor positive.

"...where is 'here?'" he asks, because obviously it's nowhere he knows or is meant to be. He, too, watches the scene down below--but with an attitude as critical as confused.

Frisk is both here and there. Body and soul. And while the duplication is something both he and Frisk can see with their eyes alone, Kaworu can also tell that there are not two souls down below them, but three.

"There's someone with you. Down there--who is it?"
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[personal profile] gainedlove 2016-05-27 10:10 am (UTC)(link)
Frisk looks up at Kaworu and sways nervously, twisting the end of their sleeve between their fingers. "It's...this is th' Underground. Waterfall. Th' tunnel there goes to Hotland...'n that's Undyne on toppa th' mountain."

Down below, a change occurs in Frisk. It's not something visible, not really, unless you know what to look for. A shift in posture, a change of expression--blue eyes to red. For Kaworu, the exchange of dominant soul is all too clear to read, of course. Chara steps forward, their steps rushed in a way to fake confidence, and hide what fear there is dwelling within them.
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[personal profile] armoured 2016-05-27 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not going to make her cry.

[He huffs sounding kind of offended. He doesn't want to disappoint her, but he's not going to be a jerk about it.]

I'm good with little kids, I give the best piggy back rides because I'm so tall.
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[personal profile] allyisun 2016-05-27 12:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh! Here's one that Allison's pretty sure she's seen around the ship but who's never been to the café that she's aware of. The question about coffee solidifies that, yep, this one is a first-timer.

"There is tons of coffee here!" Not, like, literally, but there could be. She has Riptide to help her move her shipments after all. "I don't think we've officially met. I'm Allison."
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[personal profile] allyisun 2016-05-27 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Allison isn't going to die - even without medical intervention she'd just sleep it off and wake up stiff and hungover - but she sure is going to be embarrassed later about getting smashed on the job.
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[personal profile] tsunclonus 2016-05-27 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"A moment..." Cyclonus can already feel the press of the living universe on him, the way his corrupted spark struggles under the pressure of it.

But he can adjust, he's done it before. He took years to diminish the first time, he's not going to expire immediately.

Shifting into a kneeling position with his hands on his thighs, he centers himself.

"Miller," he states, finally focusing enough to identify the human in front of him. "I... visited somewhere I would have preferred not to."