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the glass menagerie
"I want the world to be fragile. There is no place to hide a dark heart."
After the missive from the people aboard the vessel carrying those from Caducus Secondary, the Moira is alive with preparations for defending the ship. No matter how big or small, each individual is entrusted with the responsibility of protecting themselves and their fellow crew members at all costs. With the Captains having divided them into teams to devise appropriate Plans of Action, they have decided to merge all the ideas into a singular strategy and have relayed it to the entirety of the crew via the MID. Everyone has been given a vital part to play, and although the Captains realize that some aboard are passive, now isn’t the time to be idle. Now is the time for action.
☄ Step 1: Negotiate & Infiltrate
With this part of the plan enacted, a small number of those who have volunteered to attempt negotiations have been heard by the Caducans and have been temporarily “invited” to board their vessel. However, due to this highly stressful situation, a portion of the offensive team have been asked to accompany them in order to disable as much of the opposing ship and its crew to force them to evacuate onto the Moira. Regardless of time and what reparations are offered, negotiations ultimately fail. The Caducans want the debt of their planet to be paid by the people of the Moira with their very lives. While boarded with the Caducans, they will attempt to incapacitate the negotiation party through violent means, and it will be the responsibility of this particular team to attempt disengage the Caducans’ ship to prevent it from attacking the Moira. However, despite all efforts to sabotage their systems, the ship itself shuts its primary units into Lockdown Mode.
All Moirans are forced to make a decision: stay and be shut inside an unfamiliar ship with the remaining Caducans who are still out for blood or make an attempt to flee to the emergency escape units on that ship with the other Caducans who have used them to head straight for the Moira. Meanwhile, back on the Moira, the crew must work to secure the ship against the incoming assault by the Caducans after having left their ship via emergency escape units. This means that some of the defense team will have disabled the gunnery to make it look as if the Moira is defenseless and secure the rest of the area with those on the offense team. There is no place for mercy; the Caducans will board the ship through the Cargo Bay. They are not interested in granting it to the crew after all the losses they suffered at Caducus Primary. The only choice will be to fight for their lives (kill or be killed) or find a way to lure the Caducans into the Ingress room to send them to some unknown place where they will no longer be a threat. The Captains have given all members of the crew leave to use whatever means necessary to protect both themselves and the ship’s systems from the invaders. Failure is not an option.☄ Step 3: ???? & Step 4: Profit
In the aftermath of the fight, the Moira is in a state of devastation. Bodies of the Caducans as well as some of the Moira’s own crew can be found in the hallways. Those who were stuck aboard the Caducan ship have either been rescued or rescue attempts are underway. This is the time to recover, to calculate what has been lost and come together as the crew the Captains have wanted since the Ingress had brought them aboard. Any and all Medbay personnel will be at the crew’s disposal, though the Captains will be focusing their attention on the Ingress room and what has become of it after having thrown so many people inside it.
The Ingress technology is broken. Various events on planets and on the ship have shown that fixing it is near impossible, and that it is entirely unpredictable in nature. The Moira’s Ingress had recently turned off, sending the ship into a slight freefall before it restored and righted itself. Hours after sending the remaining Caducan crew members through the Ingress, the swirling blue light goes still and emits a pulse that ripples out in waves as far out around the ship as a few miles. For one lingering breath, it’s impossible to move, a near blinding light surrounding every crew member. The rush of wind is the only sound that can be heard. Moments later, every Moiran, even those that were on the Caducan ship, are now in the same place. The Ingress has malfunctioned, causing time and space to overlap—the two ships have twisted together into something unseemly and new. ☄ Shattered & Swept Aside
Parts of the Moira have ceased to exist. Areas of the ship have become crystalline and transparent. There are rooms that were never there before. The Mess Hall is gone, replaced by a single empty room devoid of all furniture. The tree at the center of the garden is still there exactly as it was except it is now made of glass. The floors are a jarred mess of glass and steel, and there is broken glass littering the ship. The air filtration systems are going into overdrive to clear out the miniscule particles floating everywhere. So, sometimes, too deep a breath may end with inhaling shards of glass. The clothing you’re wearing might have turned to glass, doors are sealed shut, and it’s hard to discern where the Moira starts and the Caducan ship ends.
Everyone has only one job: be careful of the glass. ☄ We Break Fast, We Are Glass
The crystalline glass that is woven into the ship is now possibly a part of the crew. The transition from skin to glass might be painful or feel as if it’s always been that way. Hair has turned to glass, and arms, eyes, patches of skin or entire bodies are now transparent and reflect light. Joints may be stiff, or flex and move as good as they did before. If a crystalline hand is smashed against a wall it might break, or dent steel. For those who need medical attention, all staff have been summoned to the Medbay once more to help their fellow crew. Prosthetics and coverings will be made and offered to ensure that the glass doesn’t get broken or to prevent further breakage. Crew may assist each other in finding a way to remove the glass, or leave it as it is until a permanent solution can be found.
( ooc; When it comes to barracks, each player can decide if their room has ceased to exist for the event or not. Characters that have roommates need to decide together what they’d prefer. The amount of glass that a character has turned to is up to the player, as well as if it is painful or uncomfortable in any way. For questions, please go here. Please comment to activity check to receive new ranks (if applicable)! ) ( Other helpful links: Original Negotiation Plan | Defense Plan | Offense Plan ) |
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thisavrou_log2016-07-02 12:22 am
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[ The more he makes light of it the less it'll actually bother him, see. Business as usual. This always works. ]
You got anything besides the - [ well ] obvious?
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[ He shakes his head at his own question, though he's still concerned it might stop working at any moment. But then that's true for himself too, because his eyes? That he can live without. The rest... is a little more complicated.
He lets out a bitter chuckle at the question, trying to make light of his own situation when he answers. ]
My heart, actually. Coincidentally enough.
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—Your heart?
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[ Oh yes, he's imagining it pretty vividly. As he is the look Tony's giving him right now. ]
It's working too, for the record. Evidently.
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[ How does a glass heart work? Probably about as well as a glass arc reactor, and evidently better than glass eyes, thank fuck for that. ]
The 'fragile glass heart' imagery is nice and provocative and all, but have you seen anyone in medbay about it?
[ It's bad if Tony Stark is telling you to go to a doctor. ]
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I was there when it happened, so yes. I got it looked at. There's just not much that can be done about it.
[ No cure yet, and Bruce isn't risking getting into one of the cryo units like this, not right now anyway, and not while he's like this. He could very well never wake up again, and for now he can still try to find a solution for the ship-melding issue. ]
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And he thought worrying about the Moira itself was bad enough. ]
Hey. [ Conversationally, in a morbid kind of way: ] I just had a brilliant idea, bear with me: friendship medical bracelets that say "dear god, please no chest compressions," what do you think? I could machine them in like a half hour. Guaranteed to be stylish.
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But this is Tony, and of course Tony of all people would put a humorous spin to all of it. Bruce's lips stretch into a genuine grin, and he lets out a soft chuckle in honest amusement. ]
You wear yours, and I'll wear mine.
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I'm holding you to that. No take-backs, you'll break my heart.
[ A very long beat. ]
... That play on words wasn't intentional.
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Alright. [ Still chuckling in amusement at the unintended pun. ] I'll wait until there's no risk of that being a very literal consequence. How about that?
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[ Tony can't help wondering if there'll ever be a time when that's not a risk of being a literal consequence - how do you fix glass organs? - but he's not voicing those thoughts because he's not even indulging them. No way in hell. ]
In the meantime I'll just bug you to figure out the composition of this glass for me. You've got all the better toys.
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[ He lowers a hand to where he knows the laptop is, almost perfectly managing to tap lightly at one of its corners. Not that he wouldn't be able to use the machinery in this place by himself, but having JARVIS will definitely make things much easier. He'll have someone to guide him through what he has to do, telling him which buttons (not) to press, and someone who can likely start up any programs without Bruce having to do much. Basically, making sure he doesn't accidentally blow up a portion of the ship or something equally dramatic. ]
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[ The whole thing skeeves him the hell out, and he's vaguely terrified that anyone who breaks, shatters, or loses glass pieces will find themselves less those selfsame pieces whenever they figure out how to fix this mess. His interest is exclusively with glass that used to be metal; he'll let those poor bastards down in med bay worry about the organics. ]
But I can get you as many samples from the engines as you want, since that's what I'm most concerned about. This machine that's keeping all of us alive? Is currently being held together by a bunch of glass menagerie animals. It's freaking me out.
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[ Well, he could easily make use of his eyelids, probably? And he'd be fine? Okay this train of thought is Bad and Kind Of Creepy. ]
That's excellent. I was wondering how much the engines and other machinery might've been affected. I think the mess hall's gone, too? Do you know the state of the med bay? Or the navigation room? The hull— any outer area of the ship that's affected?
[ In the meantime JARVIS seems to have taken the liberty to save up all the information he gets from this conversation, as well as logging into whatever is documented in the ship's systems. Should take no time at all for Bruce to get a current and accurate report on the extent of the damage. ]
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[ It feels a little sick to call anything about this situation "lucky", but the fact it, this all could've been so much worse. It's a goddamn miracle they're even alive to have this conversation. ]
All I can tell you about the engines is that they're structurally compromised, but functioning, and navigation is probably in roughly the same shape.
The hull... don't make me think about the hull.
[ It's amazing he hasn't already had an anxiety attack over this nonsense, and it probably shows in the tightness of his voice. ]
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Sure isn't a word either of them like to use or think about right now, but it's true. ]
Alright, I won't ask. [ It's fine, he's got all sorts of fun gadgets here. He can easily send something out there to scope out the extent of the damage, if there's any at all. ] Sounds complicated down at the engines. Are the glass parts replaceable at all? We could look into doing that, if it's a possibility.
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Which is still easy, but twice as tedious.
[ "Easy" says Tony Stark, discussing something that should be basically impossible. ]
We don't need to replace all of it, at least. Some sections can probably take the weight, they're hardy - like, diamond hardy. I've already broken a drill-bit. Maybe if we're lucky, that's what your heart's made of.
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See, that's the sort of thing I'm talking about. How different is the glass on the ship right now? Obviously not all of it is fragile, and not all of it is actually... solid. Some organic parts are still moving and functioning normally. That shouldn't even be possible.
[ But again, not what he's going to try to look into. ] But that's good. I'd venture down to the engine room, but... it's safer if I stay here. But you get me some samples, if you can. Including that sturdier glass, if you can find it somewhere else on the ship.
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[ He says, equally matter-of-fact. ]
I can get you a sampling platter of all the glass you'll ever want to look at. Uh, not look at. Whatever. [ He's being very delicate about your condition, Bruce. ] But if we consider the stuff I've heard about Caducan glass having prophetic properties, among other things, I'm not sure our realm of 'theoretically possible' even applies anymore.
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I'm still more inclined to accept glass with supernatural properties than glass that behaves like organic parts. The molecular structure's all wrong. [ Says the guy who's owned a glass flower for months now. But anyway. ] Not that I mind. I'd much rather my heart keeps beating right now, even if it makes no sense.