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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-08-01 12:13 am

( august intro log )

Who: Everyone
When: August 1st and on
Where: The Moira
What: New “guests” join the crew on their journey and implement some changes.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!

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old but unfamiliar faces
"We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once."

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. Any questions you might have would be answered in a straightforward manner as well as an explanation about how the Ingress, the thing that has pulled you onto the Moira, is broken and bringing people here unintentionally. This process also 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 or wrist with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and to your living quarters.

At first, this month seems no more unusual than the previous one for those who have been aboard the Moira for any amount of time. The crew who had landed on the slaver outpost were rescued, and with everyone aboard, the ship has pushed forward into the darker parts of the Runoff. Anyone arriving through the Ingress follows the same routine—moving from the Ingress room into the Medbay for their physical and contract before being assisted by seasoned crew members and helped to their assigned decks. But all familiar things must eventually come to an end: two final travelers come through the Ingress. The first, and most noticeable difference between them and all the others, is their clothing. Both are dressed in standard Moira uniforms, though they bear the insignia of one sharing the same rank as Captains Cúrre and Thán. After a moment to take in all the people on the platform ahead of them, one of the two latest arrivals approaches one of the Ingress panels and begins to manipulate the controls. The Ingress completely shuts down. Unlike before, however, there isn’t an imbalance felt across the ship; everything remains normal and stable.

Utilizing the computer systems located in the Ingress room, they send out the following message to the crew via the MID:

To all those aboard this vessel: I am Ira Phirun, assigned captain of the Moira. First Mate Egan and I will be commandeering all rights to the ship as soon as word is sent to those currently in charge. Expect a more detailed report as soon as all records and logs in Navigation have been reviewed by myself and the First Mate. All questions will be answered in a timely matter. For now, there will be no interruption of daily routine or reprimand if conduct among ranks is broken. Thanks for your time.

Heading to Navigation, the Captain and First Mate, for seemingly unknown reasons, approach Navigator Manasseh and have her show them all records and logs of the Moira. Those working in Navigation when the Captain and First Mate arrive will see Mana greet them in a professional manner. Oddly, the Captain and First Mate act very familiar with the Navigator. They review all documents, but when they come upon news that the Ploiatos is on board, their mostly friendly demeanor shifts quickly. The Captain issues a sharp order, unintelligible to those who are close enough to overhear parts of their conversation, and without any warning at all, Mana loses consciousness and collapses right there on the bridge. Within minutes of this happening, the ship as a whole falls into a low power state with basic functions only. Mana’s MID alerts Medbay, and without hesitation, Captain Cúrre places her in cryo with strict orders to those who work there not to disturb the unit.

As promised, the Captain and First Mate soon address the crew.

lights down low
The lighting has dimmed in all the rooms and halls, the normally crisp air that is pumped from the vents low, and all machines and tech are running at half-speed. These effects can be found throughout the ship. Water in the showers remain hot for only a few minutes before reverting to cold. Recreational equipment powers off not long after it has been turned on. The sanitation and water filtration systems require an hourly manual reboot, and all unused areas of the ship have no power allotted to them until a crew member steps inside. Even then, most functions are not optimal. It’s as if the Moira has been transformed into a dark house with only a candle flickering on the window sill.

reuse & recycle
The Captain and First Mate are quick to establish that this is a new regime and go about making the ship and its crew more efficient in the wake of their change in course and the low power state of the ship itself. This means they will systematically inspect each occupied barracks room and leave notes for what needs to be disposed of or stowed away. Unlike before, this is no longer a pleasure cruise, and each member of the crew is a guest on board; they will not tolerate useless clutter. Anything seen as unnecessary will be either placed into storage in the Cargo Bay or disposed of through the airlock. This new need for efficiency also extends to the need to conserve resources until they reach their destination. The showers are set to an automatic timer to minimize water waste. Those few minutes of hot water are all a crew member is now given. Meals are smaller, bordering on ration sizes, and luxuries are done away with entirely in order to preserve supplies so that the ship can go longer before needing to dock at a planet.

new jobs, same faces
The Captain and his First Mate, as expressed in their addressing of the Moira, explain that work efficiency is a priority. Applications for a head of the following departments will be accepted for a short period: Navigation, the Tower, Medbay, Defense, the Hold, Sanitation, Ingress work, and the Galley/Mess Hall. (Here.) After reviewing what they receive, one head of department will be chosen and tasked with helping crew find positions relevant to those departments and their own skillsets. They will be allowed to retain any positions that they held before that aren’t ship-functional jobs, but they will have to be done in leisure time. In two weeks time, they’ll be accepting department position applications which will be approved, and all those that do not apply will be assigned in accordance with their initial work application. They will also choose three individuals to act as guards of Ploiatos to ensure that there is a rotation available at all times. Will you choose to follow this new decision and promote yourself into a position of responsibility? Or will you simply wait for a reassignment?


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gladiumetscutum: (talking)

[personal profile] gladiumetscutum 2016-08-04 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
You wouldn't be wrong.

[ At least, she assumes. It can't get more frustrating than relying on the ship's power in order to function properly and not being able to, right? Sure, it's an inconvenience to everyone else aboard, but it's not hindering their ability to run or perform most tasks. There is a pretty big gap. ]

I can't run at even half my normal speed. You'd almost think this ship would run out of surprises to throw at us at some point.

[ Shaking her head, Cortana crosses her arms. Granted, she could save a fair amount of power by simply speaking with Tony rather than interacting via hologram, but she so prefers the latter... Makes her feel at least a bit more like she isn't just some voice in the system. That feels particularly important right now, while she's trying to avoid thinking in circles. ]

And yet, I'm surprised. Power consumption hasn't been a concern at all, so this is sudden, to say the least.
fullcowl: (040)

[personal profile] fullcowl 2016-08-04 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[It won't even be weird to him.]

Yeah. That does.

They said I was on the Nomo deck. What about you?
avicula: (❚❚ COMMENTARY)

[personal profile] avicula 2016-08-04 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
( it's just a girl — but dutch knows all too well how dangerous little girls can be. after all, she'd killed her first person at the tender age of eight and didn't stop killing after that for over a decade. it may not have been by choice, none of her kills had been by choice, but that doesn't mean that she hadn't been dangerous. she still is, and she's not going to make any assumptions about the girl in front of her. )

Looking around. ( her tone turns dry rather than authoritative. no harm in telling this particular truth. )
onlytwoexpressions: (that's not a real word stop making thing)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
It seems I've forcibly jogged your memory. Now...if you would just...

[He starts to restrain him again. He has no idea where the brig is on this ship, but rest assured he will find it.]
friendlykillingmachine: (Default)

[personal profile] friendlykillingmachine 2016-08-04 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Yep, fresh recruit here.

[Smiling, he raises two fingers to the top of his screen in salute.]

I wear them because they help keep the sand and dust out of my system. And because every human I know wears some kind of clothing. I would be pretty embarrassed not wearing any.

[Technically both are primary reasons but especially the second one. Even now he's getting a little self-conscious about not having his jacket with him and his arms cross his chest as he speaks. The robot just wants to fit in.]

I'm Retrovox R0-KV, by the way! [He straightens, minding his manners.] "Rocky" for short. Pleased to meet you, Miss.
onlytwoexpressions: (I am forwarding it in triplicate to your)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Actually, the captains of this ship and our current caretakers have seen fit to give me the job of probation officer.

You appear to be Cybertronian, but I promise you that our shared race won't net you any special favors.

Now.

[He starts writing the citation on his datapad.]

I'll need your name.
onlytwoexpressions: ([Alt mode]BUILT TONKA TOUGH)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright then, please enjoy the ride.

[The mirrors shift again, checking for any oncoming pedestrians or traffic, before he pulls out and away from the Medbay.]

I have to admit, this ship is very large. Even larger than the ship I served on.
onlytwoexpressions: (That's a terrible idea)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, a plan.

[He crosses his arms.]

...I'm at a loss. Heading back was my plan.
avicula: (❚❚ CONFIDENCE)

[personal profile] avicula 2016-08-04 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
( it stands to reason that dutch wouldn't be the only one exploring the ship, and while she keeps her own steps quiet and a hand near the gun at her hip, she is no more hiding than the guy in the black and blue suit. perhaps even less so, because she doesn't try to stick to the shadows, just striding through corridor after corridor with even steps, taking note of any markings on the doors and mapping out the place in her mind.

she doesn't speed up or slow down when she spots nightwing. )
Nice outfit. ( there's an obvious tease in the words, for all that her tone remains largely neutral. )
wallride: <user name=albaaulbath site=plurk.com> (:))

[personal profile] wallride 2016-08-04 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Not people but stuff? I guess we're the first in a while then.

[he turns back towards the ingress briefly, then back to bee.]

What's your name, man? Are you the welcoming committee?
onlytwoexpressions: (this is the law)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
No, I can't and no, I won't.

Do you understand, Whirl? If you see Tarn, do not engage.

If he's here, he's effectively cut off from Deathsaurus and the rest of his little army.
noassgardian: (skeptical)

going green

[personal profile] noassgardian 2016-08-04 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I--

[Now that he's used to Tommy being here, or as used to it as he can possibly be after years of not seeing him, he can recognize that voice right off the bat. It's oddly-- still familiar. Comforting, maybe.

That doesn't mean that Tommy doesn't get a look.]


Are you seriously asking me if you look okay in your uniform? It's fine, Tommy.

[And he makes a face.]

Black isn't boring either. My old costume was black and red!
onlytwoexpressions: (What do?)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
It appears we're in agreement, Soundwave.

As such, I apologize for pulling my weapon on you. Given my circumstances, I wasn't entirely sure who to expect.

I do hope you'll understand.
soldiergenes: (is just hanging on a limb)

[personal profile] soldiergenes 2016-08-04 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Snake can't ignore the way that the kid is sizing him up. Is he impressed? Intimidated? It's hard to say, but it's not like Snake cares much either way.

This may be the first time that anyone has ever called Snake well-adjusted. He's generally a composed and steady person who goes into situations as prepared as he can be, but well-adjusted? Not so much. If he actually knew how to lighten up around strangers, he might have laughed at that. Firm seems like a strange thing to be called too, but he brushes it off.

"Adjusted to living on this ship? I've had a lot of time." He's being somewhat humble about it, as Snake had gotten himself settled fairly quickly after his arrival.

Snake jerks his thumb over his shoulder at the door he just came through. "The rec room's in there. If you ever want to exercise, go swimming, anything like that, that's where you go." He assumes the kid had been exploring, so may as well help him out a little. Not that he looks like the type who works out regularly...
avicula: (❚❚ AFFECTION)

[personal profile] avicula 2016-08-04 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
( dutch spots him in the training room. he's tall, his shoulders are wide, and strength and training both are obvious in the way he moves. for a moment, she's reminded of d'avin — but dav is smaller than this guy, and not quite as broad. she already knows she can hold her own against d'avin in a spar. more than that, she knows that she can win a serious fight against d'avin, for all that she'd never actually wanted to find out, certainly not the way she had.

she's nowhere near the size of this guy. it might actually make for a challenge, and so when there's a break in his training routine, dutch steps up. )


Hey big guy. Fancy a round on the mats?

( she's been working a punching bag, tape wrapped around her hands. she's wearing the lower half of one of the uniforms she's been given, the one made out of the stretchiest material. she's foregone the shirt in favour of just a bra, barring a lithe and muscled upper body. he'll see some scars criss-crossing it, if he's looking. )
gladiumetscutum: (pleased)

[personal profile] gladiumetscutum 2016-08-04 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Aware of the new presence on the bridge, as she's keeping an eye on the cameras around her as she works (and on areas that are less nearby), Cortana's image doesn't turn until she's directly spoken to. It's not as though she's the welcome wagon, her job isn't to greet every new face that walks through the doors. Not that this fact stops her from being perfectly pleasant, nor does it alter any of her interest in new arrivals. New people arriving through the Ingress is probably one of her favourite parts of this whole situation--it's endlessly fascinating to meet beings from all sorts of universes.

Turning to face Yori, Cortana smiles and nods. Her hologram is small, but perfectly detailed and very human in appearance aside from the translucence, the blue hue, and the lines of code that run up along her form. ]


That's me. You're Yori, correct?

[ Having run through the updated directory, it's easy to match the appearance and the job assignment to a name. It would have taken no time even if she hadn't collected all that new data the very moment it had been edited.

Aside from those three bits of info, however, everything else about Yori is unknown, and as it always does, that intrigues Cortana. She looks perfectly human, but the AI knows better than to let appearances tell her everything. Here especially, appearances can be incredibly deceiving. ]


I'd be happy to help. It's hard for me to be too busy.

[ There's some amusement in her voice, a joke that's practically private given that most here aren't familiar with AI capabilities from her universe, such as the way they can multitask like masters. ]

Do you have any experience with navigation? A history with spaceships is, of course, the most useful, but we can work with just about any prior skills here. Or lack thereof, as the case may be!
wallride: <user name=albaaulbath site=plurk.com> (chika chika waa)

[personal profile] wallride 2016-08-04 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
How hard can ice be to make! In space?

[he continues skating along, doing a good job of hiding he's not actually 100% sure where he's going. maybe he should've got a map...]
influent: (Default)

[personal profile] influent 2016-08-04 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ a name? a name. has he ever had a name? (a brief memory, pain and hard hands and an angry voice-- he buries it just as quickly.)

demon, he offers cautiously in response. witch. if his father had ever called him by a proper name, it was drowned out by other things. maybe when he'd been an infant or a toddler, before he'd begun displaying signs of being different. he doubts it, though-- he'd been a murderer right from the start, after all, and his father had always hated him.

he drifts lightly into the air again, drawing his legs up as if he's seated and curling his arms around his thighs. he rests his masked chin on skinny knees, pale eyes unreadable behind the scuffed lenses.

doesn't matter. he doesn't really need one, he supposes. 'tretij' has worked fine thus far. still, after a moment, he pings the older man questioningly, head tilting. yours? ]
onlytwoexpressions: (I genuinely disagree with you)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I agree, Megatron has shown a surprising amount of consideration, not only for his situation, but for those willing to work with him, as well as the crew. We all lost comrades in the war...but I suppose some wounds cannot be healed by time alone.

[Magnus brings up a data pad and idly taps away. He's not typing anything specific...more like he's trying not to think about how all of his comrades, those he trusted, could just leave them all for dead. It's all very awkward.]

You, Megatron, myself, Skids, Nautica, Rung, Nightbeat, Velocity, Brainstorm, Whirl, Chromedome, Rewind, Tailgate, Swerve, Cyclonus, Ten, and Ravage. Drift and Ravage showed up not long after.
democratically: (misheard)

[personal profile] democratically 2016-08-04 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[She isn't certain what she expects. Denial? Anger? Any number of emotions really, but the response is faint as Padmé can feel the twitch of his fingers against her shoulder and hear the breath he has drawn in.

How she would have loved to have painted a different story for him and given them a happier ending. She doesn't know of his face, of what happened after she blacked out. Obi-Wan had only provided a small bit of information, and it had been all she could do to hold on long enough for the children. Twins. Odd how in the end, they are both right about the gender of their child.

But... He knows? He knows? That confusion is back. He has known the whole time, even as the ship came crashing down? Padmé is never one to condone violence, but maybe this time... How she had looked up to Palpatine, and how he had shattered every one of those feelings. He had fooled them all, or had he?]


You... knew? This whole time, you knew?
onlytwoexpressions: (Now listen here)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, they were.

We were all left for dead by a mutinous crew.
wallride: <user name=albaaulbath site=plurk.com> (jamming)

[personal profile] wallride 2016-08-04 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[lúcio skates after him, but not close enough to be in arm's reach.]

You don't think that being that way on a literally alien ship is kind of a bad idea? What if they have one of those guns that can levitate you!

[said by raising his arms up. up is where things that levitate go!]

Or, you know. Dog pile you and throw you in the brig.
onlytwoexpressions: (Is that Powermaster Optimus Prime?)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
That's...not possible! You found Drift! You had just arrived with him before I received my upgrades!
onlytwoexpressions: (Have a lecture)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Excuse--Excuse me!

Screaming is not necessary! I'm here to ask that you turn down your music, as you are not behaving in accordance with the new regulations set forth by our captains!
onlytwoexpressions: (Drift your words make my head hurt)

[personal profile] onlytwoexpressions 2016-08-04 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
...Bumblebee?

[Magnus also looks very very surprised considering...well, the last time he saw Bee was on Cybertron. Where Bee was gunned down by Shockwave. Where Megatron inherited his badge and switched sides.]

Is that...Is that really you?