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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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outer_space: (wanna see the sun blotted out from the s)

btw if you're ever uncomfortable with any of the force shit I have him pull, just lmk

[personal profile] outer_space 2016-05-27 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He does her this courtesy: he glares back, gritting his teeth. Half expecting her to spit in his face. She claws at him, and in this moment where even time relinquishes its grip on him, they remain locked in a perverse embrace.

They land roughly, shoved into a long corridor by unseen and uncaring hands. Kylo Ren gathers the Force to him, draws it in through the pain beading on each arm. He senses Supreme Leader Snoke, and if the familiar presence seems muddled, he doesn't have the luxury of dwelling on it.

With a grunt and heave of the Force he throws her off him. Decisive but not savage. He glances to either end of the hall, then to the ceiling, a frown pulling at his mouth. “Come with me,” he says, and begins walking. She doesn't have to obey—she'll follow.

The corridor is empty of everything but echos—clattering footsteps, an inhuman groan that saws at his nerves. The flat, pitiless light that illuminated Starkiller Base has changed into something harsh but shifting, less certain. His stride lengthens as he continues, his legs outpacing his body. He mistakes it for urgency at first, but as the slope grows steeper and steeper he has no choice but to conclude that he is, impossibly, walking downhill.
warandpeace: (World ѕerveѕ ιт'ѕ owɴ ɴeedѕ)

[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-05-27 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't look like you had a great time, no." He said it dryly, without real judgement. Even if he can't really help, he reached up, put his hand on a metallic arm.

If there was ever a time a man felt very small, it was the first time that he attempted to give a mech a comforting pat as if it would do any good. And in that moment, having some sort of physical confirmation that Cyclonus was indeed a big metal person and not some figment of his imagination. Completely different from touching the quiet shell of a Metal Gear.

Never mind that bewildering thought of almost wonder, something had happened here. He looked at what he had picked up, the thing Cyclonus had dropped, and then back to him.

"Should I go get Tailgate?"
seeingscarlet: (fragile; 017)

[personal profile] seeingscarlet 2016-05-27 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wanda's looking around too, but not for vampires. Everyone in here is carrying on as if the city's not flying and overrun by an army of murderbots. And maybe it isn't. She can't remember running into a solitary sentry last time, and despite the Sokovian posters this nightclub didn't exist in Novi Grad.]

I know my city. Not the sewers, but we won't get lost in Novi Grad.

[She bites her lip and takes a deep breath.] We need to find out if the city is flying. And if the Quinjet is here I need to destroy the guns.
amourtician: (sing for the dying of the day)

[personal profile] amourtician 2016-05-27 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jay considers this rather more thoroughly than his fear would suggest he would. He takes a careful look around at the frozen figures, then turns to Kain and sighs in resignation. ]

Well enough to show you where to drop me, darling. Just, ah. Try not to rip my clothes ... those claws of yours look rather, ah. Nasty.
amourtician: (he's a killer queen gunpowder gelatine)

[personal profile] amourtician 2016-05-27 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jay's jaw sags open in surprise. Of all the reactions he expected, this was not one. ]

N-no ... darling, I do believe they're rather beyond help. And, ah. It is their natural state, in this instar.
amourtician: (the magpie will have his way)

[personal profile] amourtician 2016-05-27 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jay looks around and tries to stop himself from visibly shuddering. He doesn't quite succeed. ]

Ah. Where is "here", dearest?

[ This place is giving him flashbacks to the basement of the rickety townhouse that housed Raimut's pharmacy. Not a good vibe in the slightest. ]
keelahselai: (do it ride good)

[personal profile] keelahselai 2016-05-27 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
She stared at him, even though he wasn't looking at her - even when he stepped away, went to leave, there was a moment where she stood stock still, just staring.

Then she started forwards. "Hey, wait." She grabbed his wrist. "I'm not stronger than Kate - and none of this is your fault. None of it, OK? And if anything happens to me, it's not your fault either."

Craning up, she made to tug him down so she could touch their foreheads together, her nose brushing his. "Being with you isn't a risk."
notyetsore: (the glowing bugs are still there)

[personal profile] notyetsore 2016-05-27 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"No..." He frowns, brow furrowing. "How does that work?"

it better not be an ACTUAL FIGHT
swaddledog: ([ 7 ])

[personal profile] swaddledog 2016-05-28 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
You got yourself a coffee virgin, Allison.

It wouldn't have been surprising if Allison had seen Furiosa around. She tended to wander when she was off shift, but considering a smile was almost never present on her face she didn't exactly give off an approachable air.

"Furiosa," she offers, looking at the girl. "I'll have... a coffee, then."
petrifiedshadow: (003)

[personal profile] petrifiedshadow 2016-05-28 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Right...." A weapon of mass destruction. He could only imagine what would happen if the NightWings got ahold of it. Even with just one, but he was sure his father would try and find a way to reverse engineer it if he could.

"Just, make sure you don't leave it here."
ventifact: theboysareback @ dw (teenage dirtbag)

[personal profile] ventifact 2016-05-28 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Rey watches him, not trying to hide her smile. The Teedo and other scavengers respected her home, but she couldn't say that any of them were ever impressed by it. Plenty of people on Jakku lived inside structures like this. But she isn't about to tell him that, not yet.

She nods, and points into the distance, towards the ship graveyard. "Out that way, and some back towards Niima. They aren't much to look at, but they live and grow here. They survive despite all odds."
realitywarped: (Amused - Sly)

[personal profile] realitywarped 2016-05-28 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
There's always a choice. Squander your talents, if you want, and soon enough you'll lose the power. But... I think it would be a shame. You defeated a god to keep them, after all.

[Or so the story would be told, he's sure, if people still wrote the old sagas.]

You may not have a clue yet, but I have faith you'll find one eventually.

[He watches Billy's expression change, so transparent, so entirely different to the way most people look at him, can't help a little softening of his own. Gently, he puts his hand under Billy's chin, tips his head back up to where Loki can see his eyes.]

You have me, a poor substitute for where you should be, and I have you, more than I ever deserved. But if you're glad, so too am I.
ventifact: easystreet @ dw (daylight)

same!! and no worries i'd only be concerned about any kind of mind invasion junk

[personal profile] ventifact 2016-05-28 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
The fall makes her feel like she's being torn from the inside out. She doesn't know if this new Ingress has finally malfunctioned, as she'd imagined it would, or if it's him trying to get inside her head again. And she doesn't really care. He's so close, she could end this right now. Smash his head against a rock, squeeze his throat until he turns blue, any number of things.

General Organa would want him alive, but Rey doesn't think he deserves that. It isn't murder if it's justice, after all. She can think of a few million people who would agree with her.

She isn't prepared to have the Force used against her, and the air is knocked from her lungs as her back hits the metal floor. Circles of light pop over her vision, and she doesn't think she's heard him quite right. The sounds around her are a cacophony, throwing off all her other senses. She doesn't want to be anywhere near him just as much as she wants to do to him what he'd done to Han. Rey struggles with herself for a few seconds before standing, eyes zeroed in on his back and only vaguely taking in her surroundings. Familiar, but completely foreign at the same time. The last few minutes of her life have been a clash of emotions and she can't be bothered to pick and choose right now.

"Get back here!" She's chasing after him, stumbling only briefly as the floor begins its decline. She's used to walking down dunes, and on all kinds of rough terrain. She can't seem to catch up to him, but as they progress, something starts nagging at the back of her mind. A feeling of wrongness, as if this entire space is off by just a little.
commontype: (42)

[personal profile] commontype 2016-05-28 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Eggsy had enough money, thanks to Kingsman, to be able to afford whatever they wanted inside the shop. If he'd had his younger sister with him now, he'd be doing the same thing to her as he's doing to Chara. Trying to buy them the world to make up for everything that had been lacking in their lives. He doesn't feel guilty about it, he just wants to share the lucky break he'd been given.

That smile doesn't quite meet their eyes, but it lights Eggsy's face up, a wide smile of his own offered them in return.]


Let's get whatever, yeah? Don't matter what it is, we'll get it. Can even take it back to the ship with us.

[He pulls open the door, stepping aside to let them in.]

Well, you're from there so it can't be all bad. But I'd only wanna go if you'd wanna go back. It's easy to bring people here to London cause the good and bad parts are pretty separate.
vengeance_driven: pb, blood (►►roughed to hell)

[personal profile] vengeance_driven 2016-05-28 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
"This one was my fault, Tali. It was. I made a bad choice, went after someone I shouldn't, and then their business partner came after me."

And he couldn't deny that if he hadn't done that, she would still be standing there.

"But I mean it as... I'm still afraid. But I have more faith that you would pull a gun and shoot an asshole back, but it does not affect you in being a good person."
redshitlord: (Anyway here's more Joyride)

[personal profile] redshitlord 2016-05-28 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Heh, so you're a plant, then."

He says it with a broad grin. One that suddenly fades as he realizes the compliment might not actually sound like he intended it to. There's. A pause. And then he jerks his hands up, waving them a little.

"I mean! The survival thing. Not the. Green and living in the dirt thing!"
beautifulspaceraptor: (sad Nihlus)

[personal profile] beautifulspaceraptor 2016-05-28 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
LOOK. Nihlus has THINGS to do, ok. So... many things to do.

"Does she sleep?" Because Nihlus has certainly never seen her do that.
warandpeace: ('Cαυѕe тнe вoy wιтн тнe cold нαrd cαѕн)

[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-05-28 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think it's the world that led me to it. It's the path in the world that I chose for myself." Mistakes that he'd made.

"Or the path that some people are born into. Can't escape it. Me? I just walked into it and found myself stuck there. Running into the unthinkable, over and over." Even suffering from it on more than one occasion. "It seems like there are a lot of people here that either choose that sort of path for themselves in their own homes. Or just end up on it whether they wanted it or not."
keelahselai: (hyped up psyched up)

[personal profile] keelahselai 2016-05-28 12:43 pm (UTC)(link)
All she made was a wordless hum to his last words. Defending herself didn't make her a bad person, but there was a time and a place to quibble about if she actually was. This wasn't it.

"You didn't kill her," she said it a little more firmly. "The bastard who pulled the trigger killed her." Her mouth snapped over the curse like spitting the sounds. "Not you."

But she let him go, and went to step back towards the car. "I'm going to keep telling you that until you believe it."
Edited 2016-05-28 12:43 (UTC)
quixotically: (thinking ♧ better process quickly)

[personal profile] quixotically 2016-05-28 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Elle blinks a few times, first at him, then at the snacks. "Oh -- " She holds up her hands, sheepishness crossing over her face. "That's... I don't wanna -- If they're for your friends, I don't wanna take 'em. It's okay."

She sits herself down next to him, smoothing her skirt over her knees. She hasn't bothered with a uniform today; she didn't have to work today, so there's no real reason why she should be wearing it. Instead, she's got on one of the dresses she asked Harry to make, yellow like the one the Ingress took, but with a floral pattern, along with the Kings' jacket.

"How long have you been waiting?"
heart_breaking: (A small shock)

[personal profile] heart_breaking 2016-05-28 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Eggsy's delight is infectious, and Chara's smile manages a smaller, but definitely warmer comeback. He's an idiot, and they're still watching for some other shoe to drop, but it's easy to be swept up in his enthusiasm. They walk into the store ahead of him, looking around.]

[It's a candy store. Thick smells of vanilla and toffee fill their nose, and everywhere they look is a culinary dream come true. It's a little overwhelming: though the Underground had its own self-made delicacies, they were all restricted by the trash humans left behind and the supplies raised in an underground cave.]

[They hover just inside the door, smile slipping. They're not intimidated, but--well. At least there's plenty of sweets around to pretend to inspect while they adjust. If Eggsy shows signs of moving anywhere through the store besides to follow them, they're going to follow him.]
Edited 2016-05-28 15:47 (UTC)
warandpeace: (тo wαlĸ αloɴɢ тнe loɴely ѕтreeт)

[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-05-28 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've been waiting for a few hours. It's fine. You can have something."

He watched her sit, frowning to himself but not in a way that was displeased. Even if half his expression was hidden by his sunglasses, mostly he just looked... confused.

He reached into his overcoat pocket and started to thumb through some pictures, things he hadn't tucked away in his room yet, and hesitated a good long time over one. It was that, an old black and white photograph of a slender Japanese woman, young and very much like Elle, that he held out to her.

"She looks a lot like you, doesn't she?"
notglitching: (red - turn and look)

[personal profile] notglitching 2016-05-28 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Resistance members. That sounds like rebel programs to Rinzler. See also: prey. He's not sure if Texas is proposing they go down to intercept or to avoid, but for the moment, he'll follow her lead.

The program ducks his helmet again, a few silent steps toward the hallway as he scans the space. The immediate area looks clear, and he nods toward it to sign as much.
needsnoface: (compiling data)

[personal profile] needsnoface 2016-05-28 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am tentatively for this plan of action Specialist Miller, considering we need someone that would likely be able to explain and understand the readings I acquired during that unfortunate trip. Especially in regards to actual aid for Specialist Cyclonus. I would also advise placing my data chip into quarantine as a precaution especially as I am uncertain if it being reintegrated with the Moira would cause something to react just yet."

The voice that pipes up seems to be coming from the MID and aside from a packet of data labeled Dead Universe Readouts, after saying his piece BB goes back to silently observing for any changes in Cyclonus instead.
t65: (i mean it's the wrong lightsaber)

[personal profile] t65 2016-05-28 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Luke wants to ask what caused Anakin to change his mind. At the same time, he's sure he doesn't want the answer. He keeps walking, and they come to the broken window Luke was shoved through-- he knows it was two months ago, but it feels so recent. The entire area is a wreck; a fight clearly took place here. Luke remembers it well.]

[If he concentrates, he can feel the echoes of strife through the Force. It's not more dark than light, or vice versa-- it feels like... a clash of the two, refusing to mix even now.]

[Luke shivers.]


It's this way. You're not gonna like it. [Maybe if he doesn't mention the feel of the place, the obvious chaos, it won't be brought up. He It feels like an obvious deception to him, especially with Anakin on one side, and Vader lurking in every shadow.]