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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
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[ YEAH, NAH, sorry Clara
He stops while she stoops for the shell, trying to decide how to (apparently) let her down easily. ]
Look, I appreciate the offer - I know I don't exactly seem like the type, but I've kind of got a committed thing back home, so...
[ Clearly they are NOT on the same page, but at least his intentions are confirmed to be pure ]
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What, and I seem like the type to invite strangers back to my room with me?
[Nope, she's still offended. So she marches her way over to him, shell in hand, and uses it to poke at him as she speaks and addresses the issue.]
I never have and never will be interested in people who make lei jokes. I was going to treat you to a drink as a thank you for making sure I got back to the hotel safely!
[And smuggling shells, but now she's too cross and sassy to think about picking anymore up.]
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[ What kind of life did he lead back home? Probably the kind where the women he meets do EXACTLY the "inviting strangers back their room" thing. ]
—In my defense, you did invite me back to your room as official seashell liaison. [ He doesn't actually sound offended, just amused, as he lifts both hands to defend himself from a BRUTAL SEASHELL STABBING. ] And you made the lei joke too! I won't stand to have my legendary sense of humor slandered this violently.
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Oh, I'm taking you back with me. And instead of a drink, I'm making you listen to all of my most recent traveling companion's worst jokes and anecdotes.
[Actually, she's not sure if she can put herself through that sort of punishment and torture. If she wouldn't be able to get through it, there's no hope that a man would.]
And for the record? [Still with her pout intact, she rises up on her tiptoes so she can try to whisper right into his face,] I never invited you into my room. I said I'd make it worth your while, and -
[Oh. Suddenly, everything makes sense as she realizes a very important detail. Her nose wrinkles up as she pulls a welp face. He's American. She's seen the Bachelor, she knows how things over there works.]
Suppose that would sound like a proposition. To some people.
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Right, see. [ He's totally free of reproach here, as far as he's concerned. Any sane person would've taken it that way! ]
So, where were we? Seashells and drinks? Let's just roll it back to that.
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I know it's a bit fanciful, picking up seashells. But I like keeping things from the planets I visit.
[She can at least explain to him that she's not some simple strange woman who has a fondness for shells.]
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[ It's sort of endearing in a way, actually. For a moment he wonders what Pepper would think of a necklace strung with the seashells of an alien shoreline, but waves the thought away almost immediately. Still no time for sentimentality. ]
There's one just to your left, by the way.
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You said you had someone back home. You should try to bring them back a couple. They're a little different than shells back on Earth, if that's what planet you're from.
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[ He holds his hands out for the shells, then carefully pockets them, apparently entirely unconcerned with getting sand and grit inside what are probably tailored pants. ]
She'd probably think I'd been replaced by a brain slug if I did. That'd be an awkward conversation.
[ Still, despite his words, he's giving the shells an appraising look, and points out any that seem particularly large or intact so that she can scoop them up. ]
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[She quirks an eyebrow in the middle of stopping to pick up a shell, glancing up at him with great curiosity.]
Are you usually not thoughtful?
[She picks up the shell he's just pointed out, and takes a moment to dust it off before holding it up to look it over. It's bigger than the others so far, and is shaped so it sounds like the ocean when she holds it up to her ear.]
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[ Tone light, as he idly runs his fingers over one of the shells in his pocket. ]
... But I could maybe use some improvement. [ A little. Like- 12% of an improvement. ]
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[Smirking, she pats him on the arm as she walks past. She doesn't hold it against him for not being thoughtful with whoever it was he was with. ]
Lucky for the both of you, it can be endearing if you play it properly.
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[ ... Is he joking... is he serious... it's just not clear. ]
This companion of yours the same guy whose jokes you go around threatening to weaponize?
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[Smirking as she says it, she gives a light shrug of her shoulders.]
I was hoping he'd turn up here by now, but it looks like I'm stuck exploring a vacation planet all by my lonesome.
[Which really isn't too much trouble, since it's enabled her to meet people like Tony.]
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[ But he doesn't manage to even pretend to sound offended, really. ]
I think I know what you're getting at, though. [ Honestly, he thinks he'd be happier seeing less people from home, himself, or at least some of the people he actually wants to see. But he couldn't wish them here in good conscience, anyway. ] You never know! It seems like they scoop people up pretty regularly if they have "welcome to space, here's how alternate universes work" pamphlets ready to go.
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[Done gathering shells for now, she glances up at Tony with a sad smile.]
He doesn't handle being trapped well, especially not in spaceships that aren't his own. He'd likely blow us all up tinkering on something.
[And she really doesn't like the idea of that. Besides, she's enjoying getting a chance to meet all kinds of people here. So while she misses the Doctor, it's not a big deal that he's not around.]
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[ But he pauses to consider something in her words - actually stops walking for a second, giving her an appraising look. ]
But—wait. His own spaceship? Earlier you said you liked to pick up things from every planet you visit, so is that how...?
[ He'd just assumed she was referring to whatever ridiculous jaunts the Moira gets up to, but now that the tide of conversation has brought them this far, he understands that she's just as new here as he is. That can't possibly be what she was referring to. ]
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We traveled all across the galaxy, the Doctor and I. I was caught up someplace I shouldn't be, and wound up here a few days ago.
[She likes to think she's well adjusted because of all that she's seen and done but she knows that deep down, she's sad over the loss of her freedom to go where she wants, when she wants. She misses the Doctor, misses her room on the TARDIS, even though she hardly stays there. Everything here is new and different, and there's so many people all over the place she doesn't get the privacy she wants.]
I want to like it here, and to enjoy the experience, but it's hard. What I'm used to, coming to this, it's an adventure but one that I can't control.
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