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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
Ocelot | MGSV | OTA!
[Everyone enjoys a little sun now and again, even Ocelot. He's not alone, either. DD, an eager looking grey wolf-like dog with an eye-patch, is running up and down the beach after a frisbee. When Ocelot throws it, the dog goes full speed after it, kicking up some sand as he runs. He leaps into the air and catches the disc with his teeth, then lands on his feet and comes running back. The dog looks like he could play the game all day. Ocelot doesn't mind it, either. It's a relaxing way to spend the day.]
Good boy, DD.
[He takes the frisbee and readies it for the next throw. When he tosses it though, he sees as someone walks in the path of the flying projectile.]
Hey, heads up!
[You can duck, right?]
Treat Yo Self
[Ocelot isn't the type to indulge in finery, but he was curious about all the advertised spa treatments. So yes, he decided to try it out and see this "magical" rejuvinating result.
He can be seen walking out of the spa and pauses in front of a wall mirror where he looks at himself.]
I'll be damned.
[He turns his face left and right, and sure enough, just as advertised, he looks ten years younger. A man 30 yrs instead of 40. He could almost swear he sees a bit of blonde creeping back into his silver hair, but maybe that's just the light.]
Take their advertising seriously. [He calls over his shoulder when he hears someone walking by.] They really will turn back the clock for you.
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[Luckily for Miller, he does duck at the warning (still wearing his shameful attire but with his actual clothes bunched under his arm). Mama, though, Mama goes for it. With her puppies following like little ducklings. And like a true, obnoxious mother she gets in DDs way, standing with her chest out and ears up and tail high, right in his path, while one of her brood can grab the frisbee and generally fail to run with it because it's almost as big as it is.]
[Miller turns to go get the disk.] Mama, no. That's not yours. [He's scolding, but she has no intention to get out of the way and he has to go retrieve the toy from a little mouth who seems more interested in a tug fight than a game of fetch.]
[At least for the moment, Kaz seems to be feeling better. Certainly less spastic than he was when last seen.]
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Miller. You're looking better.
[Ocelot approaches and stands next to DD, patting the dog on the head.]
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[He's torn. He might have ended up safe that time. He's angry he wasn't believed. But a lot of people didn't believe him; he's been so sure, too. Why the growling? Why being thrown?]
[He is giving some credence to Liquid's theory; a haunting. Not the idea of a rational man, but considering he made sure that Skull Face died suffering and after having seen what he's seen here; there is potential to the idea.]
[Nothing he thinks he can discuss with Ocelot.]
Why did you call me Kaz? [A blunt question, only marginally related to the topic. He noticed. What changed enough that Ocelot referred to him as the name that identifies him as a human being and not just Snake's second.]
[He's ignoring Mama, who is inching her way forward toward's DD. Puts her face up next to his, in a standard sort of play posture. The puppies are old enough now she's not so worried about them, and the one that has the frisbee isn't being interfered with. Miller keeps an eye on her, anyway.]
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At ease, DD.
[The command gives the dog permission to move, jumping back in a playful way and then going for the toy to run down the beach with it in a game of catch with Mama if she's willing.]
It's not the first time I've called you Kaz.
[But it's not common.]
I was trying to reassure you. Did you like that I called you Kaz?
[That last question was a little teasing.]
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[Kaz is pretty sure she won't go far away. For a free-willed dog, she's still pretty attached to his side. So he turns back to Ocelot once they don't seem to be fighting.]
Doesn't matter much I guess.
Just was curious, is all. You really didn't see it, even after I was out? ...Not turned up since, anyway. Guess I should ask Rinzler.
[Kaz has started socializing but his socializing apparently leans towards people that hang out in vents and sulk.]
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[He did search but couldn't find anything. Perhaps there was something there. Ocelot doesn't know, but he doesn't want to doubt Miller. This place does have the ability to have strange things around; it also has the ability to mess with their heads better than even Ocelot can.]
Can you tell me about it?
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There's security footage, I think? Might be in there somewhere.
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the beach!
You should be more careful, you know! You could hurt somebody.
[There's no malice apparent behind the words (but oh how she wishes there was), and she giggles as she stoops to pick up the frisbee.]
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Ocelot didn't know her before, though he'd read the reports. He was impressed by how she'd managed to so innocently infiltrate MSF. A pretty face can go a long way.]
Sorry about that. Been awhile since I tossed one of those around.
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Well, no harm done. I forgive you.
[She looks past Ocelot at DD, studying him briefly. What a mutt! Was that thing even a dog? It looked huge. And was that an eyepatch? Men could be unbelievable.]
Oh, is this your dog? He's so cute! C'mere boy, come on!
[She's still going to clap and make a fuss, though. After all, little girls are supposed to love all dogs big and small, aren't they?]
lol her [prose] is so funny combined with her dialogue i love it
He's sort of mine. I'm watching him for the time being. I trained him as a companion for someone.
[She can start digging for details if she feels she needs to. In a sense, he was playing around with her a bit. He knew what she'd want to know; what she would react to. Specifically a name.]
You must be new on the Moira. Settling in alright?
DD vs Fury
Fury, excited to see another friend, starts pulling on his harness and barking. ]
Alright, alright, hang on, pal!
[ He unhooks the leash from the harness and Fury takes off toward DD. ]
Re: DD vs Fury
Hey. [Ocelot calls as he jogs over.] Good catch.
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[ He's also really good at spinning tales, so there's that too. Now that he set the record for, definitely.
Thankfully, Fury hops back when the frisbee lands on the damp sand. It would be a sad day if he met his end at the hands of a rogue piece of plastic. He sniffs at it earnestly what with all the smells of DD stuck to it now. Really, the thing's almost as big as him so it's no surprise when all Fury can do is drag it a little between his puppy teeth, growling like a hunter that he so isn't. ]
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[He's joking, of course. A bit.
DD is gentle enough. He knows just how and when to use his strength. He's a good dog for many reasons.]
You spoken to Miller since that outburst?
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[ When tugging seems to get Fury nowhere, he drops the frisbee with a warbling bark and rushes at it. He jumps and positions himself for an attack that never comes. Then out of nowhere he leaps up and runs around the frisbee and under DD. ]
Heard about a spa down here, though! I'm gonna drag him down to it for a day.
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[Anything to take his mind off of whatever happened to him. DD is happy to play with the other dog, surprised by the quick maneuver and turning around to chase after the pup.]
Staying in his room... that's just not like him.
[Ocelot sounds a bit concerned.]
beach
Normally Dorian has eyes on the back of his head, but perhaps he's feeling a little less cautious than normal now that he's not being run down by demons or Venatori. So no, there isn't enough time for the mage to dodge, but there is enough time to throw up a barrier...though perhaps it isn't in the best interest of the frisbee. It makes a cracking noise as it hits the barrier and folds right in half.
Whoops...it was either the toy or his face, Dorian chose his face, naturally. And now he has to look into those big, sympathetic dog eyes and explain that the frisbee will fly no more. Crouching down he scoops it up, making a face at the drool and sand, he remains crouched. If he's going to make his plea he might as well be level with the dog.]
It's better to focus on the positive than the negative. It was fun while it lasted, yes?
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Ocelot approaches seconds later.]
Sorry about that throw. You alright?
[Though he did see the magic and how it effectively ended the frisbee. It wasn't as though the disc hit a wall. It wouldn't have broken if it had hit a normal surface. It's almost as though the wall hit back. Very interesting.]
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[ There was something about the sad dog look that had a tendency to inspire guilt even in the hardest of hearts.
And Dorian had to turn his face away discreetly just to keep a neutral facade.]
Oh no, I'm immune to your so called charms. [Addressing the dog] I've seen enough mabari war hounds to know better.
[Dogs, however, were more persistent than most creatures and even the infallible mage couldn't ignore it for long. It wasn't the most impressive use of his skills, but he could repair things and with more of that unusual light, the bent Frisbee was straightened out.]
There, your flying discus is as good as new.
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I appreciate that. Won't need to find another one at the market.
[They're not terribly hard to find, but he's at least spared the walk. DD appreciates it, too. He wags his tail excitedly and bounces from side to side, waiting for Dorian to throw the frisbee.]
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It's the least I can do, besides, I don't want him remembering me as the evil mage who ruined his day. Dogs have that kind of memory- probably why they are worshipped in some places...at least where I come from.
[They seemed so intelligent at times...and then there were moments like this where the simplest things pleased them and Dorian had to reconsider.]
If you insist [because if he wagged his tail any more than that he might just burst into flight, so with a flick of the wrist Dorian threw the frisbee] just don't get the wrong idea about me.
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Worried people will think you're a nice guy?
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I don't trust camaraderie, people smiling at you, buying you drinks, it's unnatural. Not that I hate the notion of being the "good Tevinter."
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