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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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[Frisk learns several things in the span of a very short period of time.]

[The first is that guns are very, very loud, especially in an enclosed room.]

[The second is that guns are much, much faster than monster bullets.]

[The third is that being shot hurts.]

[The bullet tears through Frisk's chest and they shout in shock and pain, stumbling and falling to the floor as their brain tries to process it. Blood is pooling on the floor and filling their lungs, and Frisk can't even begin to try breathing. Can't move their body.]

[Their SOUL is trembling, cracking. They can't let it rise out, not here, they can't try to RESET...but Frisk doesn't want to die. They can't die, they can't, they won't, they won't, they won't they won't they won't they won't--!]

[With a hole like that, it's already too late. Be it from blood loss or asphyxiation or both, the first gunshot is lethal already. But Frisk's small body has barely hit the floor before the third gunman is standing over them, pointing his gun at the back of their small head.

Two more bullets--loud, deafeningly loud--finish the job with brutal efficiency.

Their blood spatters the cryptically diagrammed floor.

But no doubt the bullets will have ruined it anyway.

Kaworu's unsympathetic frown still doesn't change.

Timeline over...

Time to go 'home.']

[All they feel is the muzzle touching the back of their head, and the deafening bang of the first bullet. Then everything goes dark.]

[And for once, it isn't followed by Asgore's concerned voice urging them to keep going.]

[Frisk wakes in the med bay, and it's only confusing that the smell is sterile rather than old and musty. They blink and sit up on the cot, rubbing their head with a grimace before looking around.]

[Oh. How long has Kaworu been waiting for them?]

...sorry. I didn't mean to get you in trouble.

Edited 2016-05-11 02:51 (UTC)

[Kaworu doesn't accept or reject the apology--he doesn't respond to it at all.

What he says is:]

Once you were dead, my time there was limited.

[Is that bitterness or just indifference?]

[Well...they kind of expected the bitterness. It is their fault, if it's anyone's.]

[Frisk blinks and frowns, moving to start climbing down off the bed.]

It pulled you back?

[Kaworu's prolonged silence and current disinterest in Frisk is all the answer they should really need.]

[yyyyyyyyup...]

...mmn.

...you want me to help you try again?

[It's already a given that Kaworu will want to go back with someone.]

[Kaworu regards Frisk for a moment in surprise--he's not stupid, he really did expect Frisk to declare their intention to stay out of his timeline now.

He doesn't really understand what makes Frisk willing to do it again.

...no, yes he does.

But really?

A smirk cracks Kaworu's callous countenance--it's not really a nice smirk, either. If such a thing is even possible.]

You really are desperate, aren't you?

Well, I won't stop you. After all, I need someone else to get through that gate.

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['Desperate'? What is that supposed to mean?]

[Frisk frowns and cocks their head to the side, somewhat confused.]

I promised that I'd help you, I can't just give up after one try.

[They're Determined, after all.]

[Frisk is weirdly unafraid when it comes to pain of the physical kind, but they're very sensitive to pain of the heart. He'd noticed it already, but this... is really almost impressive.

Even though they were shot and killed, they're offering to go back without even any hesitation?

What does Frisk think will happen if they break that oh-so-important promise?

~~What would happen?~~

Whatever.

It suits him just fine right now.]

Then I'm ready whenever you are.

Let's go now, then.

[Frisk smiles slightly and nods, rubbing their fingers together. The mental image of Kaworu gazing at the ceiling resurfaces, and for once they don't reach to try and hold his hand before turning to the door.]

Maybe we'll be put in a different spot this time.

[The medbay isn't exactly on Sans' personal, often neglected, list of responsibilities. Still, there's something to be said by doing a quick once over of the place now and again. On this boat, you never knew who was going to show up in one of those beds.

Or who was going to send them there.]

Oh, hey kiddo. [Sans' perpetual smile turns genuine on reflex when he spots the child leaving the medbay. Just done visiting someone, no doubt. What a good kid.]

... Hey, kiddo. [He repeats again, warmth to his voice a little more forced when he looks up to see Kaworu.] You guys candy striping?

Edited 2016-05-11 08:11 (UTC)

[Frisk's expression brightens when they see Sans and they trot over automatically--just to say hi really quickly, honestly. They do have somewhere to be, and Sans is supposed to be working right now...they think. He gives himself really weird hours.]

Hi, Sans! [Frisk blinks a little bit at the slang--they've never heard that one before--and glance up to Kaworu to be sure he doesn't have an idea about it before turning back to shrug.] Naw, I just got hurt a little. We're gonna go down to th' planet an' try the Ingress!

[Hopefully Kaworu will catch on to the little white lie, and not blow it out of the water. He can be a little obtuse at times...but he's pretty good at secrets.]

What's candy-striping?

[Kaworu's not very subtle.

But he knows quite well that the easiest way to let a lie like that pass is not to acknowledge it.

So he doesn't.

He does find it interesting that Frisk would lie about this to Sans, though. Isn't Sans their friend?

Apparently it's okay to lie to their friends, but not to break a promise. He's sure Sans would appreciate that logic, if he only knew.]

Yeah? [For now, Kaworu is being ignored in favor of Frisk, save a quick slide of his eyelights towards the apparent teenager.] How'd you get hurt, bud?

[Frisk notices that, and glances between Kaworu and Sans with a puzzled frown before they shrug.]

I slipped an' hit my head kinda hard. 'M okay now.

...what is candy-striping? [You know, in case Sans happened to miss Kaworu asking somehow.]

[Kaworu isn't even looking at Frisk; he's looking at Sans, a distinct crooked half-smile on his face.

He noticed you ignoring him, Sans.

But it's all right.

He's not bothered by it.

You were talking to Frisk, weren't you?]

[Digging into his pocket, Sans makes a bit of a show of thinking on the answer to that question. When his hand finally emerges again, holding a small wrapped gumball, he swipes it across Frisk's chest where their sweater stripes should be. They were a kid, after all.]

What it sounds like, kid. [He finishes the bit by handing the gumball to Frisk, straightening up with one more thoughtful glance Kaworu's way. His eyelights reorient on Frisk after a half second.] Watch where you're running, alright? No reason your mom's gotta know about this, but I'm kinda honor bound by Mom Law to tell her if it happens again.

[Another look towards Kaworu. This time, he even speaks to the guy.] You've met Tori, right? Tall, big arms, lots of fire magic to crisp up bad guys.

[The 'so make sure you're not one' implication is clear, no matter how friendly Sans' tone is.]

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[Sans's little joke gets a giggle out of Frisk, and they accept the gumball with a bright smile. Tucking it away into a pocket, they blink when Sans speaks again before huffing out a soft breath.] Okaaaaaaay, I will. I promise.

[And then he turns to Kaowru and--oh, rude, Sans. Don't think they don't see what you did there. Frisk's cheeks puff up, and they give Sans a very annoyed look.] Yeah, Kaworu has breakfast with us sometimes! Mom likes him.

[Kaworu blinks at Sans' commentary, but his smile doesn't shrink.

Was that a threat?

It's a good thing Frisk speaks up before Kaworu can, or he'd likely have questioned Sans about it right there. Instead, what he says is this:]

Tori--? Oh, you mean Toriel? Don't worry.

[His smile doesn't even falter.]

Frisk is safe with me.

[Honestly.

He doesn't want to fight Toriel. He doesn't want to fight anyone.

It's not that he couldn't, obviously. But what for?

He just doesn't understand that kind of thinking at all.]

Well hey, then you've got nothing to worry about, do ya? [Sans ruffles Frisk's hair for good measure. Sliding his hands back in his pockets and carrying on his way.]

Be good, kids. Wait thirty minutes after eating before playing with any matches.

[On cue, he disappears around a hall corner. Quite literally, though one would only know if they bothered to look.]

[Frisk giggles again at the hair ruffle, as always, and watches Sans go around the corner with a fond little grin before turning back to Kaworu.]

[...yeah, that's about the expression they expected to see on him.] Sans likes to makes weird jokes like that. It didn't actually mean anything.

[It's one thing when Frisk lies to Sans about something Sans cannot prove.

But he was right there for the event that proves their lie.

So he doesn't try to play along.]

Oh... it's all right. I'm not worried.

[Sans' interruption was, if nothing else, a good distraction, and he's speaking again in that tone of benign detachment.]

[Wh--oh, he's caught on that part. Frisk huffs a sigh and crosses their arms with a pout.]

No, he meant the stuff with Mom. I dunno why he's worried about you, though! You never did anything.

[Sans is protective, but not over-protective.]

[You know, Frisk, most people would find the extreme lack of 'anything' Kaworu has done in certain situations to be a problem.

He stares at the doorway that Sans disappeared through.

He says nothing about it, but he felt the presence of Sans' soul vanish.]

...you said there are things monsters can tell about souls.

[Which has directly resulted in Kaworu's permanent mistrust of them. But.]

cw: really horrifying child death

Probably the last tag requiring content warning????

HOORAY CHILD UN-DEAD...IFIED...I swear Frisk isn't a zombie

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kARL I SWEAR TO GOD

this is the most healthy of friendships, right?

don't mind me, just being fucking Unnerved over here in Adult Town

little swapping of the order here, don't mind us

Sans is actually the most responsible person in this room! ...or is he.

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I used the wrong icon for the last tag omf