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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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[It feels a little like a knife in their chest, a sharp phantom pain that fades to a dull ache. Yes Kaworu had made no real secret to Frisk of how different he was from them, how much the Lilim around him baffle and frustrate him at basically every turn, but they had hoped...]
[Well. Maybe they had hoped too much.]
[...but...if that is true...]
Then...why do you keep hangin' out with me?
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[You talk to him. You listen. You volunteer yourself to him... something he does not expect from others, nor want, nor even need.
No one has ever done that before, and he still has not decided how that feels.
Perhaps Frisk's motives are selfish... but if so, it's a selfishness that serves them both.
He looks at Frisk now, and smiles.]
I don't regret the time I've spent with you.
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...
[It's not much. From anyone else it would feel like an insult, but Kaworu is so strange and distant to begin with, even a concession like this feels like a gift.]
[Frisk smiles back.]
'M glad.
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This was what he'd wanted from Shinji. This moment, here. This time, spent together. All the emotions and satisfactions he'd been denied by his very existence.
But Frisk isn't Shinji. Frisk is Frisk.
So it's not what he wants at all. But it's still... nice, right? This... is nice. This is supposed to feel good. Right?
Or maybe that's only Lilim after all--maybe he really isn't enough like Lilith's innumerable child to understand it. The connections between people. That moment of trust. A smile.
And the old men made it sound like he was expected to feel nothing at all. But that isn't true, either. He doesn't... feel nothing. He just doesn't know what to call this sensation, this tiny, fleeting queasy note inside of him. He wants it to leave, but as soon as it's gone, he wants it back--
Madness.
Maddening.
And for what?
He can't worry about this right now.]
Are we ready?
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[Frisk pauses for a moment before they cross the threshold into the flight deck, coking their head curiously up at Kaworu.]
Why did they call you Tabris? Is that a special name or somethin'?
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Kaworu glances at Frisk; though his eyes and are smile are warm, his voice is somewhat airily detached.]
'Kaworu Nagisa' is the name of the Fifth child.
'Tabris' is the name of the 12th Angel.
They are both me.
It was decided that I should become two entities in the eyes of men, so that I could more easily fulfil my role.
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[So it's like a nickname, sort of? Or a title, maybe.]
Which name do you like better?
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.....
Kaworu stares at Frisk uncomprehendingly.]
What?
What kind of question is that?
[Maybe Frisk should have expected this kind of response. Having never been asked his preference in any matter at all... they're always asking him weird questions like this.
What is he supposed to say?
It's not like he cares what people call him.]
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[Then again, he got confused when they asked if he likes candy, so.]
Um, I mean...do you want me to still call you Kaworu?
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That depends. What do you want to do?
After all, I can't really stop you.
THERE it goes
I wanna do what you feel good about! If you like Tabris better, then I'll--
[........]
[WAIT A HECKING SECOND.]
They say you're a angel but they made you in a tube?!
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I wasn't made in a tube.
[Said in the same tone in which he might have instead just said 'what.']
I was born from Adam's flesh and my existence was hidden, so that Lilim's hope might not be destroyed before it could be made reality.
[Once his confusion over Frisk's invented details is over, he manages to look bored, annoyed, and indifferent all at once.]
You know already, don't you? That names are a part of how Lilim gives meaning and definition to their world, and so understand it.
[You are Lilim, after all.
That's why you're so obsessed with his name, right?]
'Angel' is the name Lilim gave to all children of Adam.
[Heavenly messengers. Incomprehensible to mankind.]
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[Sorry, Kaworu, Frisk doesn't speak 'pseudo-religious bullshit'. You might have to clarify a bit.]
But that's...why would they call you something nice and then be so mean to you after? If they gave you the name then...
[...no, they're saying it wrong. But Frisk doesn't really know how to say it right, either. They shake their head, and continue on into the flight deck.]
Did they think Adam is God or something?
Reads tag, quietly whispers "Adam is not God" under his breath
A more flexible thinker would be able to provide Frisk with something like 'kind of,' or 'a little yes and a little no.' Kaworu, however, does not have that mental flexibility, and is not sure how to clarify what he finds wrong, as opposed to what is on the right track but not quite perfect.
So he just frowns at Frisk pensively for several seconds before he finally answers with a related-but-not-directly-asked-for statement, which is very...
...very Kaworu, if nothing else.]
...it is said that in the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. To fill this world, He first created the Angels, heavenly messengers sent to perform His divine will.
Afterwards, He created Mankind--beings of free will, so He might have someone to receive His benefits.
[Are you following this, Frisk? Probably not. He is echoing SEELE's scriptures: words that contain the facts of his world, but coded heavily within very religious language.]
we chose this hell
[Unfortunately, they do not have the benefit of sitting in front of several Wikipedia articles. So mostly it's just confusing.]
You...you mean the Angels came first...right? 'S that why Lilim are the...the use....
[Their vocabulary is pretty good, but it's not perfect.]
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The children of Lilith, the false successor from the black moon.
[The 'usurpers' of a world that cannot contain them both. He stops there, though, looking down for a moment at the floor like perhaps it has affronted or bored him.
Or maybe it's just a floor, and Kaworu has his own interests outside of it.]
...but to be honest, I don't really care about any of that.
[If he did, he would be following SEELE's orders instead of pursuing the Third Child for his own reasons.]
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[But they have something else they need to do. And it's not like they can't ask him more about these things later. Kaworu can be harder to read sometimes, but impatience is not exactly subtle.]
Mmm...okay. I'll go ask Rinzler about the shuttle, okay?
[Annnnd they're off!]