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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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I suppose he had more reason to--since he knew his mother.
[After some more pushing through the undergrowth, they reach the lakeshore. It's a smaller space than Leia remembered...but then, she was a smaller girl when she last came here. The meadow grass is still thick and fragrant, shaded from much of the sun by the trees. The ground drops off sharply into large rocks, their edges softened over decades by the lake's still, mirror-like water. From here, there's no view of the palace and hardly any sound from the city beyond it.
Leia takes a seat on the grass, near the edge of the lake, without concern for the possibility of grass stains.]
Don't tell Bail [though my father feels more natural, it becomes confusing] that this is where I disappear to when I'm a little girl.
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[ 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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[Now that she's here again, she can remember it with startling clarity: holonovels, teaching herself to turn cartwheels and walk on her hands, wading into the lake with her dress bunched up at her waist. Every sound and scent is the same, crystallized into a single perfect day; the only changed thing is her.]
Princesses, you see, have very busy schedules. I remember--I asked Father once if princesses ever got to think of themselves. Sometimes, he said. Of others, always.
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He feels how she misses her father — one of her fathers — and Kenobi feels the agreement acknowledged in the heaviness of his heart. He misses Bail, too. Their shared experiences were few and far between, but those they'd had were striking examples of humility and acceptance on both their parts.
Obi-Wan smiles and watches Leia's fidgeting, entranced by the manipulation, certain of its ritual reaching back as far as this place. ]
Did you know what he truly meant? [ He pauses before clarifying. ] Did you know then it was not a choice but who you are that makes you put others first? I can't imagine Bail didn't already understand that.
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[How old had she been? Ten, twelve? That was before the Imperial Senate--before the Rebel Alliance. She'd known her father did dangerous things in the name of galactic freedom, but she'd had no idea just what that entailed. It had been impossible, then, to know just what lengths she'd go to for others.]
I think it can be a choice. People can learn to care for something more than themselves. [Hasn't Han done that? She knows, in her heart, that his interest in the rebellion is twined inextricably with his interest in her, but the things he's done for her have had galaxy-wide consequences.] But for me, it never was.
[Tossing the now-frayed blade of grass over the edge of the meadow, into the lake, she glances Obi-Wan's way.] Nor for you, I'm guessing.
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He wonders what happened to her earlier insistence. Did she truly believe there's always a choice, or did that only apply to others? If so, it would hardly be the first form of commonality shared between them. ]
It's never been a choice I've wanted to make. I worry often that it is a choice I may have to make. [ He scrunches his nose a little. ] But I suggest no more grim thoughts for this auspicious occasion.
[ Abruptly, he stands, his hand offered down to her. ]
Time is short and there's much to see. Where to now?
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She pulls herself up with Obi-Wan's help and dusts off her clothing. The thought of grass stains doesn't worry her, but there's no reason to let bits of meadow plants cling unnecessarily.]
I'm sure we can find something to see in the palace. [It's home to her, after all. This time, Leia cuts across a slender path between the trees and the water, just wide enough to walk single-file.] Did you visit Alderaan often in your time?
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[ Following behind her, he thinks back and envisions Master Jinn's ease, which was in direct contrast to his own unease at the time. ]
Twice, the delivery of supplies did not matched the revised manifest. On two separate occasions. [ You can almost see the tightly wound young man he once was reflected in this older, more collected Kenobi. ]
In retrospect, I suspect it was Qui-Gon's doing. He relished in my discomfort over such things.
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Some kind of test, do you think?
[Or just your master having a little fun? Either way, she'll have to make up for those missed opportunities to see Alderaan. The spires of the palace stretch up before them, growing larger and larger as they approach it.]
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[ The agitation quickly falls away and he shakes his head, fond despite his assertions. He follows the line of the spires and then once more finds his eyes drawn to the sky. ]
Ultimately, I think it prepared me well, but it was difficult to understand at the time.
[ He needed that patience to handle Anakin, he thinks. Sometimes he wonders if Qui-Gon knew as much, even before he know of Anakin's existence. ]