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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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[But then Dorian is rightfully distracted by his own unfortunate situation, so he doesn't. Instead, he focuses on consoling him.]
Don't worry, they'll find a way to protect it. Alright.
They've got a good medical team here. [He puts that unusual hand on Dorian's shoulder.] Didn't mean to worry you.
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But as such, Dorian was rather worried about his jaw shattering in this state and shelved his curiosity for the time being.]
Until they find a way to protect my fragile jaw and other fragile bits I should probably hire body guards. Oh wait. [He's almost certain that he doesn't have the coin for it and on top of that the currency of Thedas probably wouldn't translate...especially given their recent splurge on vacation world.] I suppose favors are more valuable than money, yes?
[Ah, well, Dorian wasn't entirely comforted, but the weight of Kazuhira's hand on his shoulder was, something at least and he reached up, giving him a consoled pat on that fascinating hand.] You ought to reward me, that should make up for the worry you've caused.
[Though judging by his typical sassy demeanor and the ever present smirk on his face suggested that he didn't really blame Kazuhira for anything.]
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Money isn't worth much here. But for helping me out, give me a call on your MID if you're in trouble. If you can't show up, I know plenty of capable people who can.
[It's the smallest debt to repay, either way.]
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Oh? I should caution you that indulging my whims too frequently will only leave me a spoiled attention hound. [As if he wasn't already, but it doesn't stop him from lifting Kazuhira's unusual hand from his shoulder and pressing a kiss to it in much the same manner as when he'd met the man.] You are too kind.
[Or indulgent, but Dorian rather liked that.]
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[But he ends up hinting a smile at the gesture, impressed that the other man is holding onto that carefree attitude with enviable stamina. Or at least the facade of it. He has a very real concern in this glass.]
Don't worry about it. [What's one good offer of protection without another in return.]
Other than the glass, did anything happen to you?
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[You didn't get the title dog lord by simply liking dogs after all.
As for his infallible good nature about everything? Well, what could he do about it really? Sit around and mope? It wasn't his style, not that he wouldn't whine a bit and he was certainly afraid for his face.
And then there were his hands which he held up looking very pitiable.]
My magic backfired. [Said in his most sincere feel-sorry-for-me voice] That doesn't happen, it's never happened. It's disconcerting.
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[But he's gone now, too. So he supposes he'll have to share it secondhand.]
It backfired? How does it...
[He remembers Sans in the training room, and his brow furrows up as he contemplates.]
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Oh? Well I suppose it has something to do with being so far away from Thedas and the Fade. Spell casting is more effortful and somewhat unpredictable.
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And my friend... usually smells better than that. Unless I've had him out in the field for several days. [Again, fond. Despite having some sensibilities that either Snake could easily trample on. In their own unique, remarkable, incredibly frustrating way.]
When the training room is up and running again, you should practice, see if we can make sure your magic is working mostly as it should. Or just get you used to the place.
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I would have to do so under supervision, I'm not certain what rogue magic would do to this training room. I never thought I would have to worry about busting out in demons, but that's magic. You're not careful, demons. It's the reason I loathe blood magic as I do. [It might be a good idea to get Hawke in the training room with him.]
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I think the most perplexing part of this conversation is that I'm actually considering whether or not there would be someone able to manage demons. How about I arrange for you to learn some weapons that aren't magical in nature. Not that it's not useful, but if those are the extremes maybe we can lessen the instances in which you're forced to use it. [Summoning demons is a pretty serious side-effect.]
And if you have someone that might help you control it, I'd be happy to make sure they had a place.
[Then he huffs a breath.] I tell you what. How about I find you some decent food since apparently our kitchen is currently a loss.
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Ah...hah...well as long as I am not rounded up into a cage or have the Rite of Tranquility performed on me, I will give it a try. I'm aware that we are working together and with what has happened so far...with people being unable to control their abilities at a given time. Minimizing the risks makes sense. [But he is first and foremost a mage, sometimes he can't control his magic. He's set curtains on fire, in certain instances that one need not speak of.]
Well, the only person who can relate to me is Hawke, but I think we are having similar problems.
[There really is no one, especially given that Dorian is a pro within his field of expertise.
But when Kazuhira mentions food, it does go a long way to brighten Dorian's demeanor.] Food always helps.