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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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I guess it did.
[She tucks that last bottle of liqueur into his bag and reaches for his hand, as though to say come on.
That they saw Alderaan together in the first place is nearly unbelievable; leaving it carrying one of Alderaan's greatest paintings is miraculous. Her family fills her mind then, accompanied by a thickness in her throat. She shoves both away as hard as she can. Not here, not in front of anyone.]
I wonder if there's any way to control where you end up. If we could return...
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I don't know... There's something funny about it.
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[Poor Han has the heavy bag. Leia's got it easier, carrying a painting and some spare clothing. With the Falcon still locked up tight, they'll have to hope their bunks are secure enough for the goods they recovered. (In the case of Killik Twilight, that suits her fine. She has every intention of hanging it up in her bunk.)]
Think of everything we could bring back with us.
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It's just that he's not inclined to trust, maybe. This thing, it seems far too good to be true. So far they got lucky, it seems.]
Well sure, but--
[Saying how much do we really need makes sense given the limited space-- he's gonna have to open up the Falcon, probably, even if he's not sure how safe it is-- but things from Alderaan, even he can see the temptation. All of it is gone, now, of course she wants to salvage as much as she can.]
There's just gotta be a catch, you know?
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[It's reluctant at best. Of course there might be a catch--there's been a catch to every place they've visited so far. Hunt aiwha, but they're sentient. Collect scrap, but risk being trapped by the undead. There must be something waiting to cut their legs out from under them.
But she wants to believe that isn't the case. It's not sensible, not reasonable, but neither is the fact that they left the planet with bags filled with loot. Why couldn't this be the exception?]
Even if it is, shouldn't we take advantage of the situation if we can? You're the smuggler--you know what this must be worth.
[Not that she plans on putting any of it on the black market...but surely the point stands.]
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[Yeah, he can imagine what it's worth. Honestly, it's a tough call, it'd be incomprehensibly valuable to the right party-- to Leia herself, mostly.
So it's pretty hard to try to put a foot down about this.]
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[After three years, she knows him a little too well not to try.
What she says next, she says much more quietly, more to herself than him--but more to him than anyone they might pass on the way back to the transports.]
I wonder what would happen if we were holding onto people on our way out.
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Are you sure you wanna test that?
[What if it doesn't work? Hell, what if it does, and they end up with more people impossibly stuck, having to explain why. There's no way the Moira can support the whole population of Alderaan, but how could they leave anyone there?]
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...I don't know.
[That could be the catch, the damnably inevitable catch. Tempt them with trinkets, trap them with people.]
Even if we couldn't bring them here, if we could warn them... [She grips the handle of her bag.] I should have said something to them.
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No guarantee it'd change anything. [If she's going to try, she needs to know that going in.] You could try. If it takes you back.
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She already wants to go back.]
We'll see what happens next time I go through. Maybe it'll take us over by Corellia.
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What, go see the shipyards?
[A trip to Corellia wouldn't be nearly as exciting. They could do that any day, if they were at home. Aside from the fact that they're all enemies of the Empire.]
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[Leia says it lightly, hoping this is a path towards something other than talking of Alderaan. The thought of the Ingress, its potential path back to her family, is a dangerous temptation.]
I haven't seen much of Corellia--I've only visited a few times. [And she's never seen it through Han's eyes.]
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[It's an easier topic so he lets her have it. Unfortunately, he doesn't have much of interest to offer on his home world. Cantinas, though, that much he could do.]
I guess we'll see what happens.
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[A few hours lying out on the black-and-gold sand at Corellia's equator sounds like a nice change to her. She shoots Han a sidelong glance.]
And they did just assign us swimwear...
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Maybe if we pack it we'll get lucky.
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[She's not really in the mood to be much of a flirt, but she's trying. It's that or think of Bail and Breha, and they're still technically in public. That's something she needs to save for someplace much less open.]
You still haven't seen mine. I think you'll like it.
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I bet you're right.