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"Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us."
The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer from dizziness while others are perfectly fine. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a long platform and that the room is filled with a soft cerulean light. It's slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you, and nothing is familiar. Shortly after, you are led out and toward the medbay.
Inside this room, you are given a physical scan and offered a contract to sign that states you are now part of the crew of the Moira with a specific job. This process consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health, and afterwards, you are given your MID, a device that is integrated into your hand with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and to your living quarters.
Having left Amissis-Re behind, tensions among crew members have continued to escalate into ship-wide consequences, and recognizing the need for some separation among those aboard the Moira, the Captains make the unanimous decision to deviate from their present course to a "nearby" planet that is notable for such popular distractions. While it is not a permanent solution, measures are being taken to monitor the crew's morale much more closely. New arrivals will be treated as they always are; yet, now, more than ever, it is important to stress the balance of working together toward their goal of reaching their destination so that everyone will return home.
WELCOME TO COLLECTIVES ASH3 - BF3 - CLF5
The Collective is a paradise resort located far from any other neighboring planets to offer the most leisurely experience possible to its patrons. Artificially created for multiple uses, it is divided into separate locales interconnected with a tubing transport system that is so fast and efficient that it’s like being teleported to the next area. Extensive mapping can be found at various intersecting points to offer some direction, and there are even recognizable adverts from a very familiar stop months before spread out across the Collective. Whether looking to explore or to simply shed the weight of anxiety, there are plenty of opportunities to be found within ASH3, BF3, and CLF5.
All crew members are given a card from the Captains that has an unlimited amount of credits on it. Organized through trade, these allow Moirans access to any of the luxuries that the Collective has to offer aside from the purchase of items considered weapons due to the escalation of recent events. Food, clothes, trinkets, or even a full spa experience—the limits, otherwise, are endless. The Captains emphasize that this is time to relax and take a break from the grind that is living and working on a spaceship as unique as the Moira.
☄ B.E.A.C.H! THE BEST ESCAPE ANYONE CAN HAVE!
For those seeking a fun time, the Collective offers a variety of activities on ASH3. There are multiple beaches to enjoy as well as beachside kiosks offering drinks, beach toys and surf equipment for those a little more sports-minded. The tide washes in beautiful shells to collect, and there are always life-guards on duty to make sure everyone stays safe while enjoying their time on the beach. ASH3 offers a safe and friendly environment with plenty of fun in the sun for everyone. There is also a boardwalk full of restaurants, bars and plenty of games and entertainment for when you want to step off the sand but don’t want to give up being out in the sun.For those who can’t or won’t bear the sun, ASH3 also offers a thriving night life on both beach and boardwalk. There are midnight boat tours to view the bioluminescent schools of fish native to the island and bonfire dance parties that go long into the mornings. On the boardwalk, all shops are open until midnight as well as many clubs and social spots where crew can mingle with other tourists in the area.
So you don’t like the sand. It’s too hot, and it gets everywhere. Then hop onto one of the many transportation systems, slip into some warmer clothes, and take to the slopes. More experienced crew can immediately dive in, but those who need help can take lessons on how to ski or snowboard. There’s hot cocoa, sleds, snowball fights, and the occasional person making a snow angel (or snow person). ASH3 also has areas for rock climbing, sky diving, base jumping, bodyboarding, canoeing, hang gliding, jetskis, mountain biking, hiking, and much more.
☄ WHEN I SHOP, THE WORLD GETS BETTER Not everyone enjoys shopping, but this Collective entices even the most frugal and reluctant into spending their credits here. In fact, the Captains are encouraging this. They give the explicit “order” to buy whatever you want for yourself and your fellow crew members, but more than that, to consider making purchases to better the ship. Is there any area of the Moira that needs spruced up? Maybe some fresh paint in the mess hall,or new furniture in the decks? Maybe some fancy curtains for all those windows on the observation deck, or a few throw pillows? New pots and pans for the kitchen might be something to add to this list as well as equipment for the rec area, or whatever else you think BF3 will have to help increase comfort aboard the Moira.
To enhance your shopping experience, the technology here allows you to try on clothes without lifting a hand. The food here is an unlimited spread of gourmet dining to comfort food and every dessert you can think of. When you’re finished with your purchases, have all your packages and larger items delivered back to the ship for you.
☄ TREAT YO SELF The accommodations on the Collective of CLF5 are as unique as they come. Lodging is available for those who want to sleep in an environment that’s underwater or perhaps those who desire something as simple as a soft bed. No matter what kind of room you want to purchase for the night, it’ll be available here, and the only true limit is the imagination. When you aren’t relaxing in a hotel room, you’ll find that there are numerous spas and hair salons that offer varied services. Gold face masks rejuvenate your skin, the Ever Young™ Spa can make you look ten years younger with one treatment, and the mud baths are known across the universes for making you feel youthful and refreshed. If you’re looking for a new hairstyle or to relax, this Collective is the place for you to spend those hard-earned credits.
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thisavrou_log2016-06-01 12:20 am
Elena Fisher | Uncharted | Very Open w/ lots of options...
[ There's so much going on throughout the day. It's a gorgeous one out, bright and sunny. The sun warms her skin and the sand is hot underneath her feet. This beach beats any she's ever been to, including all the sand Yemen had to offer. Ugh, Yemen.
Elena's first stop with the card of unlimited credits is to grab herself a camera, nothing too expensive but a good one that hangs at her neck on a strap. She's been going around snapping pictures of all kinds of foliage, scenery, including the people standing in front of them for a backdrop. She'd unknowingly snapped a picture of Nate while he stood in the distance with his head bowed down over his notebook while furiously sketching. A sight she never thought she'd get to see again after losing him at Yemen, and the spotting had felt more of a delusion than anything when she couldn't find him in the directory earlier at the medbay.
Yeah, seeing things was probably a thing. Maybe it was like a space sickness. Or rather— homesick.
But enough of that Fool of a Took! Is there anyone who doesn't appreciate having their picture taken by a stranger? Elena's got experience in building photography portfolios, though it isn't like she'll be able to put it to use in the ship for anything. Hopefully she isn't offending anyone when she points her viewfinder in the direction of whoever is closest. Be it Transformer or alien or anyone, they don't need to be specific. ]
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[ Collecting seashells is an activity to kill time with, crouching about in ankle deep water that's as clear as ever. She's fishing under the surface, fingers digging far into the sand for whatever she'd spotted that was sticking out. It takes some effort to tug the damn thing free, and when she does, Elena loses her footing and drops into the water on her ass.
Good thing she's got a bikini on under the jean short shorts. Another good thing is that the water isn't that high to get her camera damaged. Phew!
But looking over to her fellow seashell digger, she's holding the watery and sandy shell up that's bigger than her hand and jagged toward the tip, a grin on her face.
She feels like Dr. Ellie Sattler from Jurassic Park who's just made the most fascinating discovery with a fossil. Who cares if it's just a stupid seashell. Humor her. ]
This is pretty amazing— have you ever seen something like this?
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[ Rock climbing, it's a great way to relieve stress. Especially when she tells the shirtless built man who's manning the giant, sloping wall towering so high up that she's got this and doesn't need the rope or support equipment. He almost doesn't believe that this tiny woman did this for a living for a while in her younger years. What better way to overcome stress than to get the rush of adrenaline going? He doesn't argue it and stands back to watch, curious.
Wearing proper, sturdy shoes, a sports bra and shorts, her hair loosely tied up, Elena's looking for the right foothold and edge for her fingers to grasp, beginning her climb. Every wall she's ever climbed with Nate, it was craggy, it was dangerous. They never knew which chunk would break away under their weight and send them plummeting to their deaths into a rocky sea or jungle where no one would find their corpses.
Whatever. She's going to be a Climbing Instructor for whoever wants to sign up, it's probably for the best that she get back into the swing of it before her first lesson seeing as it's been some time since her last full adventure with the men. ]
BF3 - buying things/ship things
I almost wish we'd had something as simple as this back home...
[ She must be talking to herself as she's standing in front of the screen and scrolling through the clothing options. They've got some interesting options to choose from, and of course the more basic choices that she's more used to. Three-quarter length sleeve Henleys, khakis, v-necks, button downs, socks and underwear. Comfortable clothing.
Elena won't feel guilty with swiping her card through to pay for everything she's picked out. All she has available to her are the clothes on her back that she'd arrived with. She needs something more for lounging around in when she's in her shared quarters.
Hopefully anyone passing by won't notice the price tag that's come with all of the purchases. That would be a little embarrassing. On top of that, Elena's going to be buying fresh bed sheets and more pillows for her bunk, a few little trinkets to add for decoration that she's hoping the people she shares Nomo #011 with won't mind too much. Some new furniture that come with throw pillows and a blanket for the Nomo Deck that she hopes Thán won't disapprove of as she's tried to match it to his tastes he's shaped Nomo Deck with.
That's just some of the things she buys and gets delivered to the ship. There's much more. Practical living things, things of comfort. ]
CLF5 - gold face/mud bath
[ What girl wouldn't want to treat herself to either the gold mask or the mud bath? And if the rejuvenating mask does as it says it's supposed to? Well. Elena won't pass up the opportunity to look ten years younger. Even if it is temporary and will fade over time. Nothing lasts forever, right?
She's happy to see she's not alone in indulging in either of these things, glancing over as her face is painted in shimmering gold, up to her chin in mud. Mud that makes it difficult for her to move. ]
Makes me wonder if we'll even recognize ourselves when we get cleaned up. If it works as they say it does.
ASH3 - snapping pictures
All while he's still in his robes from home. Someone's a little adamant of letting them go- he's been through hot days by the Siene, he can definitely deal with this. Right. Right?
Nnnnnnnnnot exactly. It's hotter than he's familiar with, to be sure, but he refuses to wear whatever everyone else is (indecent or not, he's not an idiot and he's not going to make himself look like one, either) mostly due to it being not his style. So he's quietly muttering to himself about how atrocious the heat is by the time Elena finds him.]
Mon dieu- if I didn't know any better, I'd think they were trying to kill me with this weather.
[His entire tone is sarcastic, though he's not really talking to anyone in particular.]
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Also— Elena had caught him scowling. It was a picture worth keeping.
Zooming in on the screen to get a better look at his get up, something wasn't right. His clothing, for one, looks dated. Naturally, that draws her curiosity, and it draws her closer to him. Just in time to catch the grumbling— and he's French? ]
Are you sure you're not the one trying to do yourself in?
[ A smile is offered, eyes behind the dark shades doing a slow sweep over his clothing now that he's directly in front of her, closer for her to see the craftsmanship for herself. Elena tips back the floppy beach hat. ]
Sorry, didn't mean to eavesdrop.
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In this case, I suppose I am, mademoiselle. [He gestures outwards, indicating the people at the actual beach.] I'm not the type to go wearing... whatever those are.
[Bathing suits. He means bathing suits. They have them in France, but nothing even remotely close to what people wear for the modern day.
Still, he tilts his head a little at the camera around Elena's neck, brow furrowing at the object itself.]
I'm going to take a guess and say that what's around your neck isn't a ward or a charm of some sort. [He pauses, looking back at her face.] Is it from the future, at all?
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mud bath!
I'm sure your own man won't even recognize you.
[The accent is a dead giveaway.]
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Chloe?
[ First Nate and now Chloe. They just needed Sullivan and Cutter. It would be almost like a little family reunion. ]
Talk about timing.
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Yeah. This is all a bit crazy, right?
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Snapping Pictures
You shooting for a magazine or something? Showing off the sights to get in tourists?
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Jesus—! What the hell—
[ Stumbling back as she spins around— ]
Where did you come from?
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My name's not Jesus, it's Peter. And I came from the ship, the Moira. Or Earth, if you're wanting to get more specific. You're kind of jumpy, huh?
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but how open is open
Being who he is and how people have always reacted to him when he'd been out in public, it's nothing new. Yet, space and the vastness of this strange universe has thrown some perspective on that. It's something he doesn't want to have to get used to again, not while he's here and not when he's grown accustomed to some semblance of privacy. And realizing that he's staring after several minutes, Steve lightly clears his throat and turns his head so he's looking beyond her at the people splashing into the shallow waves. ]
It's nice, isn't it? [ He smiles at her. ]
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Elena's paused as she holds the camera aimed in the man's direction, watching him through the viewfinder as he watches her. She breaks away to take a few more shots of various things around them before her attention is caught back to him when he clears his throat and speaks up. Was he talking to her?
Her camera's lowered to hang, slowly moving closer. ]
The beach? It's one of the better ones I've been to. [ Then she's quickly adding, gesturing to him: ] Sorry for ah, for sneaking a picture. I should've asked.
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It's okay. [ Never mind all of the fans or reporters or enthusiasts who wouldn't have even thought to apologize. ] But I'm sure there are better things to be photographing than me. [ And not knowing what to do with himself, he just sort of stands there awkwardly for a moment, glancing between her and the surf that's continuing to creep higher along the beach. He'll have to move back to avoid getting wet and-- The delayed moment of internal wincing at how lame that had probably sounded is mostly covered by trying to casually change the subject. ] You're with the Moira crew, right? [ A pause. ] I saw you listed on the directory. [ And another pause. ] I'm Steve.
[ Not exactly smooth, Rogers, but good try. ]
omfg
did someone ask for a model
Get a good one, yeah?
[He hopes. Nobody's ever told him if he has resting bitch face or not, and he was totally just standing there zoning out as he stared off at nothing. Eggsy's been doing that a lot lately, pausing to think things through before doing anything, though this time it was because he was torn over deciding what to do on a personal matter.]
If I'd known you were takin' pics, I'd have posed.
[Eggsy offers her a smile, head tipped back.]
she sure did!
It's not a bad shot. You like it?
[ Elena shows him the back screen, camera held up for him to see. He looks more lost in thought than anything, no resting bitch face there. ]
Oh. Well. I'm not against taking more portraits, if that's what you're looking for.
[ And they do have plenty of a backdrop with the sandy beach and clear blue water. ]
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[Except, he knows what he was thinking about when that picture was taken. He mulls her offer over a moment, then grins, nodding his head.]
Don't got much on, but I wouldn't say no to a few more pics.
[Just his swimming gear, and then he pauses, a thoughtful expression flitting across his face.]
Could you take a serious one, too? I mean, I don't gotta be serious, just somethin' I can give someone else.
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She hears a splash--well, one that's out of time with the regular crash of the surf--and turns to see a woman lifting a shell with a wonderstruck look.]
Never. [Leia shoots the woman a smile as she holds out a hand to help her up.] Not before today, anyway--but I don't spend a lot of time looking for shells normally.
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Seashells aren't the type of treasure I discover on a regular basis. They're nice though.
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[Leia gives the woman a curious glance.] You discover treasure on a regular basis?
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ASH3 - rock climbing
Looking over at the woman next to her, she grins, fox-like.]
Race ye to the top?
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The only time it's ever a race is when you're trying to not get shot. Where are your shoes?
[ She's got no plans on partaking in a race with a kid as she prefers to make her first climb at a steady and reasonable pace. Maybe on the second scale, Elena's going to consider it.
Her hand reaches for the closest hold and she hoists herself up. ]
And you should really consider using the harness, unless you do this sort of thing often.
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Oh, over there somewhere. I've never found them to be helpful when it comes to anything other than marching.
[Even if Elena doesn't care for a race, Jacky does; like a little monkey, she begins her scamper up the wall, her toughened soles and agile toes easily gripping the meanest of foot holes.
Looking over, she admits cheerfully,] Nah, I've never been on one of these before! But I don't understand this insistence on harnesses; it's not like there's a storm we have to contend with!
[Jacky is not really the kind of person who sees the point in 'better safe than sorry' outside of war and armaments, unfortunately.]
ASH3, snapping pictures
Dressed in his crew uniform, Snake doesn't seem to fit the beach setting, where most people are wearing swimsuits or running around barefoot.
He glances over at the woman with the camera. It looks like she's a fellow crew member, but not one who Snake remembers seeing around the ship, over the MIDs, or even in the directory. In other words, fresh off the boat -- or on it, as the case may be. ]
There's already pictures of us on the MID directory, you know.
[ Why is she taking more? It's suspicious, at least the way Snake sees it. ]
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[ Elena recognizes him mostly because he was the last person she'd photographed, not intentionally. He just stood out like a sore thumb in his uniform among all of the colorful swimwear and half naked bodies running around, it was a good shot. ]
Is there a problem? I can show you the picture if you want to see.
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He doesn't have any particular interest in seeing the shot that she got of him. No, he's far more curious about her intentions. (He's had photographic evidence used against him in the past, so she'll just have to excuse his paranoia.) ]
What are you taking them for?
[ Solid Snake, master of good first impressions. ]
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