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"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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thisavrou_log2016-05-01 09:04 pm
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Ava pressed her lips into a thin line as she watched him. "If this technology is something to be trusted and believed, then at the very least it's possible. But we'll eventually have to leave here. The captains won't let us stay at this Ingress forever." Even if they could go home, it was still temporary; the end goal was still to go back to where the captains believe there would be a better alternative. "Is there something you have to do back home?"
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"There is," he said. "One of those, 'I have to make up for some mistakes' things." Mistakes that became more and more evident the longer that he stayed aboard the Moira.
"Or else I would consider going somewhere else."
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"Did you find one you like from any of your excursions here? If nothing else, our host has shown us that there's more than just our own worlds out there." Even if those possibilities were a little unnerving.
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The questions helped him get his ducks in a row.
He'd seen some other worlds, knew there were mergers, but it was too hard to think of going back into that thing. Until it's permanent, it's not good enough.
He made a little extra room for her to sit. "You know, I never got to ask how you had communicated with the whales." Or had tried to, anyway.
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Ava shifted a little in her seat, not quite uncomfortable but not entirely at ease. He had guessed what she could do, guessed well, but he didn't seem to know the depth of it. That was lucky. She could let him assume what he wanted for the moment. In the meantime, Ava shrugged, the gesture noncommittal. "They didn't speak with words. They were talking to me through...images, if that makes sense. They showed me what they wanted to say but it was difficult to communicate back to them." She gave him a curious look. "You said you've seen a psychic before, didn't you?"
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And then he sighed. Squinted. Realized how ridiculous that sounded out of context.
"I ran into a few of those back home. But they're not really a common thing."
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Tapping her fingers against her hand, she frowned tightly. "They're not common, but at least one that you've seen has done...bad things?" She wasn't a real psychic, not really. Telepathy was just the name of the game, and she wasn't the first to have it in vampiric society. "What do people on your world do with people like that? With someone that's dangerous and strange?"
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In fact, after talking to the man that child went on to spend his remaining years with, he was certain of it.
"There are covert government groups that try to take advantage of them. Not many people would know they exist, but I expect they would react with fear. I caught hell when I was a kid for just having blond hair. Can't imagine what a child with special abilities would have to endure from his peers if everyone knew."
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"I'm new to all of this." It was the closest she could get to telling the truth without giving away everything. She wasn't lying, really, just obscuring where the power came from. "Even with the way people are on the Moira, it's not something I want people to know for that very reason." Ava doubted the captains would lock her up and use her. They had to already know what she was. But if she started to prove to be a danger... "The less people know, the better."
I hope this is okay. I got delayed doing art.
"I'll keep it between us," he promised. "Got used to keeping secrets."
The less people know, the better. Either the words of someone afraid or someone meaning to do something. Miller had seen both ends of that thoroughly. Him... there was enough secrets, enough lies, he'd rather know. But for other people, he knew how to hold his tongue.
"Someone might come after you?" Considering how the rest of the conversation had gone, an easy conclusion.
totally fine!
...Or, rather, that taking it back would be crueler at this point. Poking around in people's heads wasn't her style.
Ava wasn't keen on giving him a real answer, instead glancing sideways at him. Her gaze was decidedly skeptical. "Have you seen the way people have been acting on this ship? Doesn't matter what you are, even here. If people think you're going to be a danger, they're going to come after you." And it hurt, a little, because she had faith in Peter as well. How people responded to Rinzler and to Peter both put her on edge.
Re: totally fine!
Because Rinzler was his friend. Rinzler saved him. His student, too. He always invested a lot in his students. Gone were the days when he was a novice at it; his students meant something now. And clearly from the look on his face, he had a distaste for it.
"It's not true." He still felt the need to defend Rinzler. "I know the program. I know he wouldn't have attacked anyone if they didn't provoke him first. Maybe once by misunderstanding, but hell... who doesn't make some bad mistakes from misunderstandings." He sure as hell did.
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Ava shook her head. "And that's one incident. I heard a child was murdered too a few months back. Not exactly the most reassuring thing if you're different around here, you know?" And if people knew what she could do, that she sustained on blood, how would they really react? "I'd like to keep myself from having a permanent warm seat in the hold, frankly."
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It was worth being afraid of, especially after what the Soviets did to the Third Child, did to Volgin. Experimented on for their abilities, and in that brewed a volatile power between them.
This ship wasn't like them, but threats were threats.
"Like I say. There are more dangerous people here." Though it was unfortunate it was the ones with abilities/non-humans that were committing most of the serious crimes. Or else, those were going unnoticed.
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She gave him a quizzical side-eyed glance as she sat there, lifting a single brow. "What kind of world are you from that you've already seen things like this?" And with that came an unspoken question: why do you want to go back to that?
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"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."
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"If I sit around and start contemplating whether this was by my own choice or design, or something...someone or something handed to me, I think I'd start having a mid-life crisis. And I'm not old enough for that." Ava gave him a long and thoughtful look. "And I'd like to think there would be an option to escape it. You say you're stuck...but can't you dig your way out?"
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The Philosophers, the Patriots- their urges to "make the world one", and the horrible lengths they were willing to go to do so. They might as well have been a cult. And like her own topics, enough of an issue to require veiled language. Big Boss, Ocelot? Both of a sort of military royalty. Trained and loved by the best and most revered.
While Miller's father had his own name, he was a bastard child in terms of that fate, already written for him without a choice.
"Trying to." Dig his way out that is. And... probably in the middle of a mid-life crisis, much to his shame. "I take it you've not gotten very far away from your own unfortunate circumstances yet."
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Ava shook her head and gave a short breath of a sigh, unneeded. "My circumstances are...fixed. I can't change them. It's in my blood." The abilities she had now were useful, but she'd trade them to have a normal life again, to not be hunted at every turn, and to no longer crave blood. "So I'm a bit of a lost cause at this point. But you have the opportunity. I'm glad someone's clawing their way out of rock bottom." And that was a genuine statement. She didn't know Miller but he seemed nice enough. He didn't deserve to be dragged around in a role he didn't want to be a part of.