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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 he can't let himself get lost in remembering anything right now.
Quick to slide out from behind the wall again once he catches on, his rifle is already up. All he has to do is take aim. The first series of bullets catch another Caducan in the head, sending them to the floor. The next, however, drop to a lower target--the hand of the enemy who is now closest to Rinzler. Having seen them taking aim, his shots force them to drop their weapon and from there, he leaves them for Rinzler to handle. There are only two left, and he settles his focus on the one further from the program.
Just as he pulls the trigger again, however, the Caducan slips out of the way and merely gets scraped in the shoulder as the bullets whizz by. Barely realizing that they've returned fire in response and not armed with the same reactions times as usual, Wash gets pegged in the thigh. It's through armour plating, so the bullet doesn't get too deep or compromise him as much as it could have, but that doesn't stop it from being painful or surprising. ]
Shit--
[ Stumbling back, a little blindsided, Wash exhales harshly but doesn't let the injury stop him from taking another shot. This one is, thankfully, successful. He's just... going to prop himself up on the wall for a second. He'll keep his gun up as long as Rinzler is dealing with the remaining foe, but after that he's taking a second to breathe. And silently curse Texas for fucking him up right before a ship-wide battle. ]
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They're not in the arena, and Rinzler's blade plunges down without delay.
Two threats left. Then one—but if the sharp curse from behind him is much sign, it didn't come quite so easily this time. Rinzler snaps upright, a lunghing slash to knock the remaining weapon out of line before he twists forward, finishing them
The program's helmet turns back immediately, scans flashing out in assessment. Wash's signature is as strong as ever—probably nothing critical. Rinzler leaves the corpses where they fell stepping back toward Wash's position with a sharp tilt to his black mask.
Status?]
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It's fine. It's nothing. Armour took the brunt of it.
[ A glance back down at his leg shows the puncture in the metal, blood just starting to trickle out. Really, it looks worse than it is. Hurts like a bitch, but he just needs a breath or two and he'll be good to go again. Chest heaving in something of a sigh, Wash nods to the hallway ahead of them. Maybe he's a little embarrassed to have taken a hit this early in, fighting alongside Rinzler, but he doesn't bother showing this or even let it bother him too much. Not a big deal. He's been fighting a while now before the program even showed up, so he was bound to pick up an injury at some point. ]
There'll probably be more coming this way. We should keep moving and meet them before they find anyone else.
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Still, the dismissal is obvious, and Rinzler lets his own stare follow Wash's nod. He isn't wrong. And if there were more threats approaching, stopping to patch the damage could result in more danger than it solved. The helmet dips in acknowledgment, and Rinzler slips out ahead to take the lead. If his choice of search path happens to bring them slightly closer to the medbay... well. Hopefully it won't make a difference.]
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chill dude he's not going to crash again, god.For about half a second, Wash is almost worried that Rinzler is going to insist he do something other than continue onward. Thankfully, this isn't the case. When Rinzler nods and starts moving again, Wash feels something almost akin to relief.
One final, long breath to stabilize himself, the Freelancer then pushes himself off of the wall and once again begins to follow the program. There's a limp in his stride now, of course, but he's gotten pretty good at blocking out pain in situations like this. He can ignore the injury for now and keep moving, keep fighting.
Focus slipping back to the task at hand, Wash's eyes dart to his motion tracker again, but all he can see is a dot that indicates Rinzler, nothing else. Anyone within the range of his tracker would have heard the sounds of their tussle just now and would have come running, so it makes some sense that he's not picking anything up. The battle's been going long enough by now too that, hopefully, there should be few Caducans left.
That is, if the crew has been doing a good job in the fight against them. ]