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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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(To his credit, he doesn't immediately wrap her in his robe despite the desire to do so. It really doesn't do any good to coddle Leia, particularly because she's not his child [or a child], she consciously makes her own decisions [on her own behalf], and if her father [probably] doesn't have a problem with it, neither should he.) ]
Not too warm. The breeze here has been pleasant.
[ He bows shallowly in greeting, trying hard for casual and even, but mostly achieving wooden. ]
Have you been enjoying yourself?
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A nod, at his question.] I've missed being outside. [When she can put aside the knot of worry that is her son, this is the most relaxing spate of time she's spent in years.] Have you?
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[ His hands disappear into his sleeves and he very nearly becomes entirely encapsulated, save for the hood. If he could justify its use it could complete the look, but muck like Leia, he's enjoying the feel of the sunlight. ]
I haven't seen Han or Luke recently, but I trust they're well. And how are you?
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I'm fine, thank you. [She hasn't told Luke yet--she doesn't want to tell anyone before her twin. (Well, besides Han, naturally.) The thought that it could get back to her brother before she intended him to find out is an awful one; after everything Luke went through last month, the least he deserves is a nice vacation.] I'm not sure what Luke's been up to, but Han's been trying every bar he comes across.
[A little smile--focus on the joke, Obi-Wan, please allow yourself to be misdirected.]
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He doesn't find a joke to be amused over, but he smiles nonetheless. ]
Perhaps I'll join him if we cross paths.
[ A pause. ]
Have you been shopping? I suspect many people will be filling out their living quarters.
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You should. He's found some amazing places. [So far, her favourite is the one that felt more like a forest than a room, with birds flapping from branch to branch above them.]
Not much...but picking up some new decor isn't a bad idea. [Some people--Wanda, she knows--have private rooms, and eventually, she'll qualify for one, surely. It'd be nice if it was decorated with something other than Han's socks.] Have you? Or are the rules of attachment the same for things?
[It's said lightly, without malice--she's genuinely curious whether Obi-Wan is allowed to enjoy himself to the same extent as everyone else here.]
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[ What reticence he's had about discussing this with Leia seems to have fallen away, probably because he realizes there's little point in promoting traditions that are clearly falling by the wayside.
He shrugs lightly. ]
It's not something thoroughly observed, even in our time. Anakin and I have starfighters. Most of us do, actually. Even Master Yoda has a ship he calls his own. We skirt the concept of attachment by calling them tools, but it's still attachment if we call them our own.
Nevertheless, I find it easier to have less. [ An alarmingly common thought for Obi-Wan, but not lacking in its own wisdom. ] So, no, I haven't personally done any shopping.
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[She sits down beside him, drawing her knees up so she can rest her chin on them.
When applied to people, Leia's always going to find it horrible, especially when she considers what the Jedi did to Anakin. But things have comparatively limited value, and chasing after them got her into trouble last month. (She was chasing ghosts, too, and admittedly, she doesn't regret the moss painting now decorating her bunk, but it still wasn't exactly healthy.)]
But it's still difficult sometimes. [Lightly, ever lightly.] I'm guessing the challenge is part of the point.
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[ It feels cold and clinical to say it that way, but in some manners it's entirely that. As a servant of the Force he must put aside everything, absolutely everything. In that there is much challenge. ]
How's the water? [ And then, as a sudden thought: ] Have you appropriately shielded yourself against solar radiation?
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The water is nice--you should try it sometime. You might have to compromise on your clothing, though.
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[ Which is just his way of saying it's not really something he expects to do, although he never quite fully rules anything out. ]
Have you finished your lightsabers yet?
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[She cuts herself off. But it's so tempting to go on, to confide in Obi-Wan and see what his thoughts are. If it wasn't, she doubts she'd have gotten that much of the sentence out.
At this point, the only person she's told is Han, and they haven't spoken of it since. As comforting as it is to know that the future needn't ruin their present, it's still a hard thing to carry.
You might not like the answer, she reminds herself. You might just prove all his assumptions about attachment right.]
We haven't had as much time for khyber crystals lately.
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He does what he can to respect her privacy, but his hesitation at moving forward from that is fairly clear. ]
Luke said you were meditating together.
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[To say she's been avoiding him isn't quite right, but she's certainly been giving him his space. Occasionally, she's meditated on her own, but it's not as easy to move past her own thoughts without Luke by her side.
She has to tell someone, she realizes. She might as well tell Obi-Wan; he can keep a secret, if anyone can. And continuing to carry this in silence feels impossible.]
I have some awful news to give him, and I want him to have a break before he hears it. He's earned that much. [She falls quiet for a moment, hugging her legs as she stares out toward the horizon.] I have a son here.
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Awful news? Leia, that sounds— [ He shakes his head. ] I don't understand. Why would that be awful news? What's wrong?
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[She can't tell Obi-Wan about Han; the thought of saying it aloud in public makes her chest clench. Better to keep it vague, on the off chance that anyone might be listening.]
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Wrong how?
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I don't know. I don't know what happened to make him so...[a shake of her head, the right descriptors remaining just out of reach]...he's angry, but I think he's been hurt. Anyone would be angry.
[She was, wasn't she? She is. It's quieter now than it has been, but injustice and loss are embittering. Anyone would be angry--she has to believe that much.]
I don't know what made him this way, but Han and I must have had something to do with it. [You got rid of me. Even with what she isn't saying, there's too much she doesn't know. The pieces don't fit together for her--how could they have gone so wrong with him?]
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She doesn't have a lot of facts, nor has it happened in her time, and yet here she is damning herself just the same. That suggests a great amount of emotional content for all involved. ]
Is angry so awful? [ He squeezes her a little. ] Anger can be overcome.
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[Her resolution not to tell him wavers--but even if she believes Obi-Wan can keep a secret, she's not prepared to have that particular conversation among others.]
If you spoke with him, you'd understand. There's something wrong there--it's not just anger.
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Obi-Wan tries to think, then, of who it could be — who she might be talking about — and only one face comes to mind. And honestly, he's too legitimately afraid to ask if he's right in his assumption. ]
He's... unstable?
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Her voice is low when she speaks again. This is veering into private territory, but it should give Obi-Wan an idea of just what kind of behavior she's talking about.]
When he arrived, he tried to beat Han to a pulp. No explanation--nothing. [She digs her fingernails into her shin.] He hates him. And he doesn't like me much more. Whatever we did...
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[ Which seems like a strange leap from something like that, but it's alarming in a way that lends credence to Leia's words. Obi-Wan doesn't resent his father, but if he did, he would use his fists first.
He has to say it. He tries not to let the words tremble out, but the more layers that build on this long-running tale, the more he hurts to be so distant from any place that could prevent the hurt involved in telling it.
He has to ask. ]
It's Kylo Ren, isn't it?
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At least it's stated and out there. Some of the tension leaves her shoulders, but it's not replaced with anything; she simply sags forward a little.]
He calls himself that. [If nothing else comes from this conversation, she wants Obi-Wan to know this much. Despite the weary expression on her face, there's warmth in her voice when she says,] But we named him Ben.
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Kylo Ren. Ben. The mere thought feels like a hand closing tightly around his throat. ]
We've met. [ And then his own little secret: ] He told me something of my death.
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