( june event log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: June 20th and on
Where: The Moira
What: Something seems to be internally wrong with the ship! Caducus Secondary seeks retribution for its sister Caducus Primary!
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!

E V E N T

doors to windows "Follow, and the universe will open where there was once walls." With the Collectives now behind them, the atmosphere of the Moira seems to have subsided into the general daily grind of ship living. Shifts pass, meals are served, and the occasional tiff continues to hum in the background. However, whether new or veteran, today is not like any other day the crew have seen or experienced so far. The thrum of the ship is a normal one. Those aboard feel it, know it. In fact, whether you realize it or not, the pulse of the engine, its wings, and that of the Ingress is a constant, consistent buzz in the back of your mind and under your feet. Even during planet excursions, it’s almost like a pull to draw you back to the ship and ground you to the present moment. It’s familiar. It’s late, in the early hours of twilight, that everything begins to feel off. The Moira suddenly begins to drift, tipping gently to one side and resulting in everything on board beginning to roll and tip over. So those in their beds may abruptly find themselves thrown onto the floor. Those walking from a shift back to their rooms or elsewhere on the ship will likely be thrown against a wall. The movement is drastic, but the ship’s systems realign the Moira within several minutes of the event. Anyone near the Ingress room will hear the Captains arguing with one another, and those that go closer will see that Captain Manessah is standing in the middle of a non-functioning Ingress. It’s off, with no swirling light, and they can’t seem to get it to come back on. It’s clear to anyone that comes by that the Captains are worried, bordering on frightened by the fact that it doesn’t seem to want to restart itself—if that was even a possibility of the Ingress at all. They begin to disagree with each other on the best way to fix it, their spoken language changing to something that the MID can’t translate. Captain Thán exits the room in a rush, not stopping to speak to anyone, and the other two continue to try and find a solution to this problem. Not long after, they send out a ship-wide message informing crew that they are relieved of their duties for the rest of the week except for basic cleaning and cooking. Any personnel with experience in technology and matters relating to the Ingress are asked to come to the Ingress room. ☄ Turn It Off, Turn It On Anyone who comes to the Ingress room will be asked to clean, repair, and examine the Ingress. The Captains don’t say why it’s urgent that it be fixed, but it’s obvious that they want it to be done immediately. Crew members can assist one another in taking the coolant systems apart to maintenance them or to suggest ways to fix the machine. After a few hours of steady work, that familiar thrum will be felt under everyone’s feet and the Ingress machine will power back on. However, both the Captains and the crew will notice one startlingly obvious difference: the moving blue light and energy has darkened around the edges. There appears to be a person standing just on either side but can’t come through. The shadow remains there no matter what anyone does, and the colors flicker and alter depending upon which crew member is the closest. And like most things, they always come in pairs. Later that evening, a broadcast is received via Navigation that’s translated across the entirety of the Moira, both over an intercom and over the MID. While it is received as a text, a nondescript voice announces it promptly: Greetings. We are sending this as a formality on behalf of our sister, Caducus Primary and its survivors. In accordance with our beliefs, the travesty that has occurred in the past must be made equal. That equality means lives given for those taken. While terms are unlikely to be made and agreed upon, they will be heard. A decision to flee will be seen as an act of guilt and cowardice. This is the only warning that will be made. You will be given time to prepare for our approach, People of the Vessel Moira. With this message received, Navigation also informs the Captains, who then relay to the crew, that a ship bound from Caducus Secondary are within range and have made it clear they are here to settle a “debt” by attacking. Members of the crew are being divided into randomly assigned teams - which can be found temporarily listed in the MID under the directory - and encouraged to discuss plans to help prevent and preserve the lives of those aboard. Reporting these ideas will be the responsibility of elected team leaders, and a final decision will be made shortly thereafter by the Captains.

Comments

[armsmode]

From what I understand from the situation, it is likely that they intend to execute us for the death of their planet.

[averagehero]

I don't really care what they want, I'll stop it this time and the next, if I gotta. [he really not into this whole space opera thing, especially when he's missed the episode leading up to this one]

[armsmode]

If it's revenge they want, they will come at us with greater and greater force. But... yes. We should be a snowball.

[averagehero]

Bring it on, you know I'm up for a challenge. [he doesn't think this is it, he's certain this will be more of a pain than a thrill. Too many damn people and motivations involved. Kill them and other people will want to avenge them, spare them and they'll come back later-- why be the lesser people if the result will be the same?]

[armsmode]

...Yes, Sensei. With you at our side, we will survive anything. You're right, I should not worry.

[averagehero]

We might send in a negotiation team as a distraction. Well, that's my vote. Distract while you guys bust the place up. I'll go with that group if I can.

[armsmode]

Don't get ejected into space, Saitama-sensei.

[averagehero]

I mean, I'd be fine if someone came to get me. [so long as he didn't get LEFT out in space]

I can hold my breathe a while, but not forever, you know?

[armsmode]

The effects of space are normally very dramatic. It's unusual for your body's moisture to even be resistant to the vacuum.

[averagehero]

Been out there before, it's fine.

[armsmode]

For the average person, they would experience water immediately evaporating due to a complete loss of tension, as well as the air getting immediately sucked from their lungs. For someone attempting to hold their breath, their lungs normally rupture from the air expanding due to the change in pressure. Because of escaping moisture and the movement of temperature, ice would form in the airways as moisture escapes and cools at a rapid speed. It would kill most human beings in under a minute.

[Aren't you glad you're special?]

Even I would likely cease to function. Theoretically, the fluid in my brain would attempt to evacuate, or the change in pressure might crush the tissue.

[averagehero]

Riiiight.... [yeah no, he was sweating out there, what is wrong with him??]

Did nobody see that fight I had? With the big alien guy--?

[armsmode]

I'm afraid not, Saitama-sensei. I saw a lot of explosive energies, but the distance was too great.

[averagehero]

He punched me to the moon, Genos. [he didn't tell Genos that? He was pretty hopeful, actually, even if the fight did only demand a single, serious punch to end.]

[armsmode]

I remember all of the details, Saitama-sensei. We lost the piece of moon rock in your boot in the parking lot.

[averagehero]

Urg, right. We could have made money off that. [groan]

[armsmode]

You were very lucky the moon was placed where it was. I can only imagine how far you would have gone if he hadn't kicked you towards it. Then again, you did not puncture through the moon, so you would have likely been drifting for days...

[averagehero]

Eh, who knows. [shrug-- didn't happen, so what was there to fret over?]

I work with this robot guy out on the wings, send him out to save me if I get spaced. Uhh, Riptide! That's his name.

[armsmode]

I have already asked that he take care in assuring you do not get stranded during work.

[averagehero]

You didn't threaten him, right? [he would think that was a cute sentiment if he wasn't so sure Genos was a brat]

[armsmode]

No. I pleaded properly and politely.

[averagehero]

Aww. [that's nice, Genos, have a friendly forehead tap]

[armsmode]

[He frowns, an embarrassed puff of steam escaping vents in his shoulders.] I will behave properly, Saitama-sensei...

[averagehero]

Thanks for looking out for me, Genos. [it's sweet, he's glad to have a friend here, even if Genos could drive him nuts]

[armsmode]

[There's a silence for a moment, except for the sound of the core whirring loudly. What does he say to that? He'll settle his expression some...] ...I'm also glad you're here with me, Saitama-sensei. It's very comforting.