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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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whatshimadayou: (bitterness and sorrow)

Hanzo Shimada | Overwatch

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-01 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[a - ARRIVAL]

[Undoubtedly, you have seen many odd arrivals in the past, and of course today.

That does not change with this man. Although his stern, suspicious scowl is apparent on his face, the main feature that stands out on him is his intricate dragon tattoo on his bare left arm.

Hanzo stands there for a moment as he takes in his current environment, clutching his bow as he attempts to decide whether or not he's in a hostile situation.

As he observes, his free hand reaches down toward his belt, as if he's looking to grab something, but--

The item in question is missing.

Hanzo quickly looks enraged, and turns to face the next closest person.]


You! Some of my personal affects are missing. Where are they?!


[b - POST-MEDBAY]

[This whole thing is preposterous.

The rage bubbling up inside of Hanzo has been far from quelled, no matter how many times he's been explained the situation. He has asked his questions, he has made his demands, and nothing changes what is true for everyone here:

They are stuck. They are far away from their home planets. They are trapped.

Normally, such things would never be able to contain the dragon, but this is beyond even him. There is no incredible escape, there is nothing to do but wait until the next opportunity is available.

So wait he will have to do.

For the duration of his storming down the hall, Hanzo looked ready to attempt murder on the next person who spoke to him. However, he pauses when he spots the closest window that allows him to gaze out into space.

It sinks in, the truth. How far they are, how alone out here it is. The blackness, the stars--

Hanzo's hardened expression softens faintly into a faint frown.]


Of all the roads to take, this is not one that I predicted.


[c - WILDCARD, BABY.]
Edited 2016-08-01 13:07 (UTC)
wallride: <user name=albaaulbath site=plurk.com> (jamming)

a - he got he tiddy out

[personal profile] wallride 2016-08-01 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[lúcio raises his hands up when hanzo approaches him, skating back slightly.]

I just got here, man. I am sure I have no idea. What did you lose?

[he tilts his head, trying to hide the confusion in his expression. hanzo looks kitted out, he can't see anything that might be missing. maybe it's a piece of jewellery. either way, he's not too happy to have it taken out on him.]

Looks like something has gone seriously wrong, anyway.
whatshimadayou: (arin level grump)

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-01 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[It is completely unreasonable to assume that Lúcio has any clue as to where anything is, what happened, or what is going on.

That said, Hanzo looks no less placated and just as angry as before, his hand clutched in a tight fist and the other still gripping his bow.]


Something that is mine. [Very specific.]

That is clear to see! Whoever has taken us here and taken anything from me will answer for it.
wallride: (in the groove)

[personal profile] wallride 2016-08-01 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
...Yeeaaaaah.

[HE GOT THAT, THANKS.]

You don't wanna find out why, at all?

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armsmode: (I'm ready)

Arrival

[personal profile] armsmode 2016-08-01 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Genos has been hanging around and monitoring newcomers to see who might need the aid of a cybernetics technician in the future. When he's accosted with rudeness, he responds in kind with a nasty glare, arms folded across his chest stubbornly.]

Not all of your things travel with you across dimensions. Make due with it.
whatshimadayou: (arin level grump)

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-02 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[When Genos presents a glare to Hanzo, the archer returns in same. Who wants a glaring contest, because it's going to become that very quickly.

Hanzo approaches, unconcerned of the young man's cybernetic arms.

(Who did this, who struck you down, who almost--)]


Then perhaps you can bring to light the specifics of our situation.

[As angry as he is that the gourd is gone, the present matter is admittedly more important.]
armsmode: (Default)

[personal profile] armsmode 2016-08-02 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[A glaring contest it is! Genos has a foul temperament and rude attitude, and he has utterly no respect for anyone who might be a threat.

(He did it to himself, he chose this, all in the name of...)]


You've crossed into a new universe and are now aboard the spaceship Moira. You'll be assigned a job.

Do you have any cybernetic enhancements?

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grandpaladin: (that's how we living and you know)

ARRIVAL

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-01 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay so Hanzo, yelling that something of yours is missing? Totally understandable. Reasonable.]

[Yelling that at the big guy in the bigger suit of armor?]

[Maybe slow your roll a little there, Shimada.]

[For the big guy's part, he just spreads his hands. Or, hand. The other one is busy holding his hammer.]


I wouldn't know!
whatshimadayou: (SERIOUSLY THO WHY)

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-02 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[If anyone is expecting Hanzo to be reasonable and civil, they are sorely mistaken at this moment. The armor does not concern him, nor the size.

Although there is something somewhat familiar about this man, but he can't quite pin what.]


Tch, no, I suppose you would not. Insufficient; you keep your enormous hammer, and I lose what is mine.
grandpaladin: (that's how we living and you know)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-02 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[That somehow prompts a laugh from the big, armored form. The head shakes back and forth, like he's somehow chastising and apologizing at the same time.]

It was not up to me, my angry friend. I had no say in any of this.

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redshitlord: (dun dun dun dun)

B

[personal profile] redshitlord 2016-08-02 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
I know, right?

[Says the guy at the other end of the hall. Totally not carrying a big roll of plastic. And totally not hiding it behind his back. Thanks, Prank War.]

[He does wave, though, grinning a little sheepishly.]


It's kinda scrap though sometimes. Cool as it is. Sorry, man.
whatshimadayou: (whatchu want girl)

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-02 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[He's seen many things. Omnics, giant men in armor, cyborgs, and there is, apparently, out there a talking sentient ape who is a scientist.

This, however, is an incredibly tall robot, speaking without fear, so casually.

Like he is a boy.

Hanzo frowns, uncertain of how to determine this tall synthetic just yet.]


You have... been here long, then?
redshitlord: (bad hearted boytrap babydoll)

[personal profile] redshitlord 2016-08-02 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Oh shyeah... ages.

[He'll take that as an invitation to saunter closer, making casual shrugging motions like he talks to random grouchy strangers everyday.]

[And maybe he does these days.]


It was cool at first! And then people started suckin' all the joy out of it, y'know?

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beautifulspaceraptor: (contemplative)

B

[personal profile] beautifulspaceraptor 2016-08-02 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ Nihlus had just finished closing up an electrical panel a few meters away and was heading back down to engineering when the guy spoke up. There was no one else around and he was about to just slip by, assuming it'd the words hadn't really been directed at anyone, but there's a look on the guy's face that stops him for a bit. ]

... I don't think anyone predicted interdimensional travel as a future for them.

[ Curiosity quickly turns into concern though. ]

... Aren't you cold?

[ He's walking around in his armor just to keep warm. How is this man not freezing his literal tits off? ]
whatshimadayou: (literally wtf)

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-03 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[He had heard the turian, but did not know what to make of his footsteps. When he turns to face him, Hanzo pauses and his eyes widen.

He has seen and witnessed many things, but this ... creature is far from anything he's ever met or interacted with.

He quickly realizes he is staring while being spoken to. Hanzo tips his head into a small bow, as if to offer an apology without words.]


The temperature does not particularly bother me.

Forgive me. I have never seen anyone like you before.
beautifulspaceraptor: (??)

[personal profile] beautifulspaceraptor 2016-08-06 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
It's alright! I'm quite used to it.

[ Should he bow back? Shrugging internally, Nihlus quickly bows back. He does vaguely remember this being a typical form of greeting for several of the Terran cultures. ]

I'm Nihlus. Engineering. I don't recall having seen you around before?

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cadeuces: (just a great figure eight)

b - it's time it's time it's TIME

[personal profile] cadeuces 2016-08-02 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Angela had nearly walked right past the Japanese man standing in the window, but she glances back over her shoulder and...

It couldn't be, could it? The only picture she'd seen of him had been quite old, but... around the eyes, especially— she may not be certain, but she's got an inkling. Wasn't this him? Genji's brother. The hard expression had hints of his anger still scorching the edges, white-hot until smoldering to orange and cherry red and finally black, curling in.

Her tone may be a little curt, but her heart goes out to that touch of forlornness. ]


At least none of us are alone in this place; we've all been taken from our homes and our lives. Everyone here shares that common ground.

[ The stars are beautiful; he's found a good place to gaze out at them, so she'll linger near him to admire the view for a moment herself. Angela was never someone to jump into situations half-cocked; she can feel him out if her suspicions are even correct. She may be completely off her mark. ]
whatshimadayou: (grump)

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-03 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[At least none of them are alone.

That is the cruel truth. He already knows that Genji is here, which means there is no where to go. He will be faced with his handiwork every day here until they are no longer on this ship. After that?

After that, he knows.

Hanzo looks at this woman, and has the nagging sense of familiarity, like he should know something about her. Hanzo frowns a moment before he turns back to look at the stars.]


There is that.

If we must work together, then there is something we can all relate to.
cadeuces: (yeah I want you so bad)

[personal profile] cadeuces 2016-08-08 11:52 am (UTC)(link)
It's as good a starting ground as any. Have you also just arrived?

[ Angela doesn't miss his eyes on her, feeling the prickle of being observed, but her eyes remain on the stars. They seem so much more infinite when viewed amongst them than from the Earth.

Yet foreign, and cold. These weren't her stars. She'd never claim to be any sort of astronomer or even astrologist, but she remembers the constellations of the cardinal directions to guide her home.

There isn't a single one to be found. He's had plenty of time to look at her and she doesn't think she can keep staring at the stars much longer. It's unraveling something in her that has yet to sink its claws about her heart. ]


I'm Angela; I'll be assigned to the medbay as a physician. While I certainly hope no one has cause to come by or end up on an exam table of mine, I hope you'll feel comfortable if you ever need assistance knowing some of our faces. Everyone I've met there so far has been kind.

Have you ever had an interest in the stars?

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flashbanging: i know the lord my soul won't take (if i die before i wake)

arrival

[personal profile] flashbanging 2016-08-03 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yikes. McCree's eyes widen slightly at this sudden blast of fury in his direction, but he doesn't otherwise react as though he's particularly bothered. Rather he just smiles, easy as Sunday morning, and shakes his head. ]

You're barkin' up the wrong tree, partner. Ain't taken nothin' of yours. Don't reckon the rest will be of much help, either.
whatshimadayou: (arin level grump)

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-03 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[So has been the remaining reactions of everyone else. Bitterly, Hanzo is starting to conclude that he literally has no choice but to accept that his gourd is gone for good.

A low growl of frustration is given and Hanzo looks away irritably.]


If this place knows what's good for it...

[He trails off, then snorts.

There had better be some sort of bar here.]
flashbanging: dirty for dirty (it's the way i play)

[personal profile] flashbanging 2016-08-06 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He shakes his head. He'd been thinking similarly about something to drink, but presently he's just wondering after this poor bastard's blood pressure. ]

What all did you lose, exactly?

[ Must've been pretty important. ]

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taselikeabee: (68)

B

[personal profile] taselikeabee 2016-08-03 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It's really not all that bad.

[ Bee offers at least that much. it's understandable for people to be upset, even if he can't find it in himself to be enraged.

right now he's roaming about in his holomatter avatar. it's easier than being physically present - the hallways don't need more than one Cybertronian meandering down them at once. ]


Thus far it's being anything but uneventful.
whatshimadayou: (grump)

[personal profile] whatshimadayou 2016-08-05 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Hanzo takes a moment to look at the avatar. There's something slightly off about this person that he can't put his finger on, but it could just be how insane the day has been so far.

Possible. He snorts, and shakes his head.]


I cannot assume what your life has been like, but being here is an issue for me.
taselikeabee: (9)

sorry about the delay

[personal profile] taselikeabee 2016-08-08 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Bee gives a little shrug. far be it from him to tell someone that there is or isn't an issue. ]

You're not alone in that, but there's really little you can do about it, right? So personally I'd rather live in the moment while I still can.

[ there's a human expression... what is it? ]

Oh what's that saying... When life gives you lemons, make lemonade?

[ yeah, that's the one. ]