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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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But Bucky senses Steve's tension, noticing the way he steps in front of him in an unconscious bid to protect -- he knows this stance, had seen it so many times before when they were fighting together a lifetime ago, and it makes something deep in his heart twinge when he sees it again. Steve, wanting to protect him from a perceived threat; some things never change, and he's not sure what to feel about it. ]
Steve.
[ He says quietly, finally, a hand lightly coming to on his shoulder. The side of his mouth is quirked upwards in a little smile. ] Do I think what?
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Do you think you're gonna be able to sleep under something that big swimming around? [ He doesn't bother asking what he'd really wanted to ask, not sure he even realizes what it had been. There's a quiet laugh, and he retreats back towards that too soft bed without looking up at the creatures over them. ]
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He goes to pull a shirt on, hanging the towel up and running a comb through his hair. It's the small things that he's taken to now, personal hygiene, grooming -- more or less, he's liking his stubble. Steve's heading back to that too-soft bed and he follows, sitting on the edge with him. He's not used to this; it feels like they're sleeping on a cloud that's ready to swallow them at any moment. The shark swims past again, teeth gleaming in the water -- there is something very otherworldly and graceful about it, and he's distracted for a moment. ]
Although if you're scared... [ Heh. ]
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Jerk. [ He rolls his eyes. ] I'm not afraid of 'em. [ There's just too much to be unsure of these days. Steve tosses him the remote. ] Find something you wanna watch.
[ Because the bed they're sitting on is a trap, and he can feel the exhaustion of the last several months weighing him down. If he pretends hard enough, it could just be another somewhere in the road of many he had taken in an attempt to track Bucky down. Now, finally, through some miracle of space he's never going to understand, they're together, and that has to be enough. ]
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[ And it's almost like they're back to where they were again all those years ago, inseparable and thick as thieves. He remembers the time they used to share a bed together, when they were boys growing into young men, when Bucky would keep vigil through the night during the cold, dry periods -- that was always when Steve's cough rattled the worst in his narrow chest, brittle and wheezing.
He remembers every morning that Steve fought for himself, every day a hard won victory, and how Steve Rogers is the bravest soul he knows. Given so little, and yet giving away what he had for what he believed in. He catches the remote and doesn't switch channels from the alien squids who looked like they were making out. Hard to tell, with all the tentacles everywhere.
He sits, waiting for him to come over. ] Remember when we shared a cot in your apartment because you didn't want me to sleep on the couch? [ He was so cold, so small, but so fierce, too. ]
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Yeah. [ His smile is small, but there's a laugh threatening to escape. ] You took up so much room. I don't know how we ever slept right on it. [ Steve also remembers the mornings he would wake up with one of Bucky's arms or legs tossed over him, some part of him numb from the heavy body squishing him into the lumpy bedding. ] Pretty sure we're not gonna have that same problem in this thing though.
[ Grabbing a pillow, he reaches over and lightly tosses it at him. ]