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

Reinhardt | overwatch

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-01 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ ARRIVAL ]
[Someone huge has stepped from the Ingress. He could be another one of the Cybertronians, for how massive and metal he looks. Over seven feet tall, in his armor. Armor which glows in places, despite clear signs of having been in action minutes before.]

[He also carries a massive warhammer. One end of which bears the sculpted head of a lion. Mane and all.]

[He'll stick around for the explanation -- looking blearily around as if he expects foes to appear without warning, the hammer still hefted in his hands. The armor still rises and falls - like breathing. Like someone panting after heavy exertion. Occasionally the glowing visor will settle on someone else newly arrived, giving them a considering look before moving on.]

[Well. At least he doesn't seem aggressive. Only wary. The bearing of a soldier in unknown territory.]



[ MEDBAY ]
[Last he knew, he'd been finishing off the Dragons. It hadn't come easily. But it had come. He had won. Victory coming, as always, at a price. So of course, here he is. Gingerly stripping off his armor, to settle it gently in a pile at his feet.]

[This is clearly a human beneath it all. Albeit one who is nearly as large in stature as the armor he bears. He is also bleeding and bruised.]

[If anyone is here to assist, he will offer them a crooked, broad smile -- hair white and wild to match the beard. His voice booms, heavily accented and incredibly amused:]


Space, eh? How about that. [And a massive hand, knuckles scarred and cracked, offered forward.] I am Reinhardt.



[ MORO DECK ]
[One medical check later, armor carefully secured in a trunk -- a trunk with hover jets on it!! he'd said, excitedly -- the huge man is making his way toward his assigned room. All of this talk of change doesn't sound good. But there's no way to make a judgment call yet.]

[He's too new. And the first order of business is to make sure his armor is stowed safely. Hence, the need to locate his room.]

[So the nearest person might find themselves accosted.]


Hello! [Accosted with a grin, though.] I am looking for my room. Maybe you can tell me.
justice_from_above: (pic#10326696)

[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-08-01 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pharah catches sight of him on Moro deck, and for a moment she can't speak through the swell of joy at seeing her friend and idol. Having people she could trust here meant that everything was going to be alright.]

Reinhardt!

[She calls his name out even as she catches up to him.]
grandpaladin: (I told you homeboy)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-02 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[He stops, turning toward the sound of the voice -- while the familiarity nags at him. Then he blinks, and for a second his mind jumps to conclusions.]

[Ana?]

[No, impossible. Which means -- ]


Fareeha! [PHARAH COME HUG YOUR GRANDPA.]

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Arrival

[personal profile] redrust 2016-08-01 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[A huge guy, wearing armor with a lion-motif? In another life, this is the sort of guy Vengarl might've fought alongside. His fellow warriors called themselves the Lion Knights of Forossa, after all, and they had been a brave and hearty lot.

Those times are over now, though, and Vengarl is just a fragment of his former self. All that remains is just a head in a helmet that's shaped like a beast.

One that Reinhardt is stepping fairly close to.
]

...please be wary of where you step.

[It's humiliating that he needs to ask that of people - that he's so small that he's worried about being stepped on or tripped over. But it's already happened once today, and he really isn't looking to have it happen again.]
grandpaladin: (that's how we living and you know)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-02 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[And immediately, Reinhardt pauses. One foot held up in the air. He's been used to towering over people his whole life, after all. Being told to be careful is nothing new.]

[What is new, however, is... the rest of this.]

[Is that a head.]

[Is this some weird omnic thing?]


... I will be sure to, my friend. Ah. [Please excuse the staring from behind the glowing visor.] Are you all right?

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Moro Deck

[personal profile] armsmode 2016-08-01 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Being placed in Moro #1, it wasn't uncommon for Genos to be in the hallway where people might encounter him. At the moment, he's got a pink apron with a cartoony running egg on it (as in literally running with little egg legs) and a broom and dustpan. The unfriendly expression is a rather silly mismatch to his domestic appearance at the moment.]

Which hallway, and which room number?
grandpaladin: (I told you homeboy)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-02 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[... That is an adorable apron. It's very, very cute. Briefly, the big man wonders if it's possible to find another one...]

[The rest of the stranger barely makes him blink. In fact, it reminds him fondly of Genji, in a way. So his expression is as pleasant as ever.]


Number fourteen, it says. Does that help?

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psychadrellic: calibrations (can it wait i'm in the middle of some)

[ medbay ]

[personal profile] psychadrellic 2016-08-01 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[He'd come to the medbay to get information, but mostly seems to be acquiring acquaintances, instead. It's not exactly what he wanted, but, he figures, in this situation, meeting and speaking with a large number of people probably can't hurt.

Thane had had no idea human beings came this big. This gentleman is by far the largest he's ever encountered. However, he seems cheerful and congenial despite his obvious injuries, which is a good indicator of his overall character, and Thane accepts the introduction and the handshake without hesitation.]


Space, indeed. [The number of humans vs non-humans he's encountered so far has been...interesting. The fact that most of the humans are also unused to or even in awe of space travel is also quite interesting.] My name is Thane.
grandpaladin: (I told you homeboy)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-02 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He should be more used to nonhumans -- after all, look at Winston. A space gorilla. But this guy is something else. Not in a bad way. He's a little bit fascinated, and doing his best not to ogle.]

[The handshake is a good way to get around that.]


I am Reinhardt. It is good to meet you, my friend. [Yeah that's right, Thane. He just met you and this is crazy, but you look awesome, so we're friends maybe.] Have you just arrived?

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[ Moro Deck ]

[personal profile] beside_myself 2016-08-02 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Church is wandering the halls around his room. Pacing, really. He's been inside, picked his bed and put a note on it to claim it (dibs), and now he's back out. He had nothing to move in, nothing on him, and now he's bored. He doesn't know anyone.

Sure, you'd think having a whole ship to explore would give him something to do, but he's lazy, and he needs prompting. So for now, wandering this deck is good enough.

Especially when a large motherfucker comes up to him and greets him with a voice loud enough to make him jerk back. A little. Not that he'd admit it.]


Uh? Hey? Yeah, I don't know, I uh, I just got here? Is it on this deck, or what? [No one can say he didn't at least try.]
grandpaladin: (let me bust the funky lyrics)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-02 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! In that case, we should look together.

[He holds out a huge hand, the knuckles scarred and cracked. Expression slightly apologetic -- he didn't mean to startle this guy, after all.]

Reinhardt. And you?

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cadeuces: (breathing you in)

arrival!

[personal profile] cadeuces 2016-08-02 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's no mistaking Reinhardt off in the distance once he steps through the Ingress, even as far away as she had been. Angie had hunkered down near immediately to try and tend anyone injured on site, never the type to forge ahead without knowing what may be on the other side of those doors. Her wings glow soft in the dank surroundings as she all but flutters over to him, floating after every few steps until she's close enough to call out to him without disturbing the others around them, taking in his appearance.

He'd been fighting; that much was clear. His overexerted himself and fresh scuffs and dings are visible in the old armor, and he holds himself less rigid than usual. It's been years since she's properly seen him but she's glad all the same, a relieved little smile on her lips. ]


Reinhardt! Old friend, are you all right? Let me get a look at you.

[ Is she raising her hands up toward his face? You bet she is. ]
grandpaladin: (you can't touch this)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-03 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[So many fights, in so short a time. It was sort of a big blur of dragons and glory and explosions, but he'd come out on top. And... then he'd come here. So... it could be worse, really. It could be a lot worse.]

[He's rolling his shoulders to try and get some of the stiffness out of them from winging the hammer -- when -- he freezes, and turns abruptly. Despite the armor, his expression is surprised, but pleased.]


Angela--?

[Before he even gets the word out, she's reaching for his helmet, and it's like nothing's changed. He's pulling it off automatically. There's probably a black eye and a few cuts here and there underneath.]

What are you doing here?

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Medbay

[personal profile] two_jedi_sticks 2016-08-02 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[When you're a Solo, you know what a set of power armor looks like. There's a particular bounty hunter who tends to rain on the parade, after all. But...the suit piled at Reinhardt's feet looks to Jaina like it'd put make that famous Mandalorian armor seem...inadequate.

Medbays are, sadly, not strange to her anymore. She's comfortable checking out the armor while some piece of equipment measures her vitals, and when Reinhardt speaks up, it earns a lopsided grin. She'll even give him her best firm handshake, though the hero dwarfs her in size even without the armor.]


Jaina Solo. Nice to meet you!

I'm guessing this is your first time off-planet?
grandpaladin: (I told you homeboy)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-03 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[At least he's not going for the crushing shake. That's not Reinhardt's style. Just quick, firm, and honest, before introductions are over and the topic changes to something else.]

[He nods, and for someone his age, there's a lot of enthusiasm to it.]


It is! I have not even been to the moon.

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flashbanging: and searching for you (the lion's roar has me singing out)

arrival

[personal profile] flashbanging 2016-08-03 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Though Reinhardt might cut an intimidating figure to most folks, McCree knows him for what he is--a gentle giant, a teddy bear in a grizzly's fur. To be sure, he was fierce and fearsome in battle, but now, like this, McCree knows exactly what kind of man he's looking at. It's for this reason that he walks right up to Reinhardt, slaps him on the back, and crows. ]

Well, now! Fancy seein' you here, old man. Hope the trip through this portal didn't upset your delicate joints too bad.
grandpaladin: (Look at my eyes man)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-03 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Wellp. He turns, mentally plowing through who could possibly talk like that and who would even try to smack the armor, and...]

[Hold it.]


Look who it is! Jesse McCree! Ahaha!

[Here's a face he hasn't seen in a long, long time. But, suddenly, it's like that never happened. And he's scooped up the smaller man into an armored hug.]

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medbay

[personal profile] tearsinajar 2016-08-03 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ What with the new arrivals tossed out by the Ingress, the medbay's been bustling as of late. From where she'd been resting in one of the semi-private beds off to the side sometime between coming out of cryo and in preparation for her surgery, she can't sit still.

She can't be expected to always be sitting around in a bed, and with there being so much excitement going on, Elena's gone out to explore. She doesn't care if she's dressed only in a thick terrycloth robe and fleece pants, she's got her IV pole rolling with her as she pokes out, too curious for her own good at all the commotion.

Now, Elena's no doctor. She leaves that work up to Adrien and the others who seem to have their hands full at the moment. She knows her basic CPR and First Aid, however. But as soon as the older, tall man speaks up (for a human anyway, this guy is huge!), she blinks at the extended hand and then finds herself looking far up at him, head tipped back.
]

Reinhardt. [ What the hell, his hand looks big enough to crush her head. That doesn't stop her, a friendly smile on her face after some hesitation, her smaller hand dwarfed completely in his as she accepts the handshake greeting. ] Elena Fisher. Call me Elena.

So, Reinhardt. Did you know you're bleeding? [ Says the woman with an IV stuck in the inside of her wrist, like this is just a casual, passing conversation. ] I could help you with that.
grandpaladin: (I told you homeboy)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-03 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[He is also no doctor. But he's been in a medical ward often enough to know that people in outfits like that, with IVs and poles, probably shouldn't be up on their feet. Then again, when had it ever stopped him? Keeping Reinhardt Wilhelm confined to a bed was probably a full time job.]

[But he grins back at her, a smile with a few too many teeth for a normal person.]


It is a pleasure, Elena. [And then he laughs, making a show of looking himself over.] Oh? You don't say.

[He's literally covered in minor injuries.] Did you know that you have a drip in your arm?

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Medbay

[personal profile] inruins 2016-08-05 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[The trip to the medbay is meant to be a quick one, but Toriel realizes quickly enough the place is swamped with new arrivals. She weaves through the crowd carefully, taking a roll of gauze for her son's injuries. She finally notices Reinhardt on her way back out of the medbay.

It is always more than a little odd to encounter a human of this stature. Not that Toriel herself can judge really, as a monster she's very much an outlier in the human centric ship. Her white fur, horns red eyes and goat like appearance always earn more than a glance from those newer to Moria.

His greeting earns a smile from the boss monster, concern rising to the surface at the bruises and cuts oozing blood. She doesn't work in the medbay, but she can heal with magic if need be.]


Ah, has- no one helped you yet, dear? I am Toriel, welcome aboard the Moria.
grandpaladin: (I told you homeboy)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-05 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[It -- no, she is certainly a strange sight. Even to someone who worked for years alongside a gorilla from the moon. Not to mention the Omnics and all the augmented soldiers.]

[But Reinhardt isn't one to insult friendliness. Or offers of assistance. His smile is genuine, as is the broad, loud laugh in answer.]


Not yet, no. But that is no worry! I have had worse. [He winks.] Thank you, my friend. It is exciting, isn't it? Being in space!

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notyetsore: (how do i people)

moro deck

[personal profile] notyetsore 2016-08-08 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh dear god that is the biggest human Ginko has ever seen. Granted, this would be more alarming if he hadn't seen the giant robots running around on this ship, but it's still shocking to see a man that huge.

Ginko freezes up for a moment, his mouth opening without any real sound coming out at first.]


--Oh, uh. Sure. Which one is it?
grandpaladin: (I told you homeboy)

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-08 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Hopefully, the fact this giant man is smiling like an exceptionally beefy Santa Claus will ... help a few things. Hopefully.]

[He'll wait. Patiently, until this white-haired stranger recovers.]


It is number fourteen, my friend.

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[personal profile] gainedlove 2016-08-09 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Huh?

[Frisk turns around to face Reinhardt, the strands of their hair chiming together oddly--their whole body is glass, and a red glow is settled somewhere in their chest, bright enough to show through their uniform. Though the child seems somewhat out of sorts, they aren't intimidated by his size--they are used to Asgore, after all.]

Um, sure! What's th' number?
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[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-09 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[What a strange child. Maybe it's another one of those aliens. He stares for a moment, before shrugging it off more or less -- thanks Moon Gorillas -- and crouching down.]

Fourteen. Have you seen it anywhere, my friend?

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