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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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mylawn: (pic#10433717)

76 | overwatch

[personal profile] mylawn 2016-08-02 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
a. arrival
[76 comes out of the Ingress swinging.

Not immediately swinging, but close enough. It takes him a moment to realize that he isn’t in the same place he was just a minute ago, and when he gains his bearings he doesn’t exactly take it well. Survival instincts kick into overdrive, and all he can think is that somehow he’s been captured or compromised. It’s not what he needs to be dealing with, and as he stalks his way (cautiously) towards what he assumes to be an exit, he’s waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Suffice to say, when he’s finally approached (or, really, just happens upon someone else), he reacts very poorly.

If you’re fast, you might be able to catch him (or duck) before he swings a punch or slams you up against the wall. If you’re not, surprise!
]

b. medbay
[Medbay doesn’t go much better. Though it seems he’s grasped what’s going on and isn’t trying to fight anyone who gets near him, he’s not exactly receptive to assistance or particularly cooperative (did he just growl at that person he totally did), and doesn’t seem to want to relinquish any gear for medical assessment purposes. It’s a little awkward to watch (especially the part where he totally growled at that guy, or you, maybe).

But eventually it happens, and the contract is signed, likely because he seems to realize that there’s no real choice in the matter. His face doesn’t need to be visible for it to be clear that he’s not at all pleased by this turn of events, and as soon as he’s able, he’s gathering up his equipment and getting the hell out of dodge.

Hopefully you’re not in his way. If you are, he probably doesn’t care, oops.
]

c. sure is dark in here
[He doesn’t care much for the ship’s current politics, to say the least. They can sort themselves out, and in the meantime, he’ll familiarize himself with every nook and cranny of the ship he can find. 76 isn’t entirely convinced that things won’t take a turn for the worse, so it certainly can’t hurt for him to work out contingency plans. Potential escape routes. Places for getting out of the way if things really go south.

And it doesn’t hurt to memorize the layout, either, even in the dark (perhaps, especially in the dark). For a man of his size, he moves quietly through the halls, though the red glow of his visor will certainly give him away more than noise. 76 is still not convinced that any given thing or person he comes across isn’t a threat.

That’s what the really big gun is for, and it’s pointed cautiously at any sign of movement. Perhaps that is you?
]

d. nomo 024
[None of this is really new to him, technically speaking, except for the whole ‘being in space’ part. Rations? Sure. Barracks? Whatever. A timer on hot water? He’s surprised there’s hot water in the first place. He’s certainly dealt with much worse in the field.

What he doesn’t really want to entertain is roommates, even though it seems inevitable, given the layout of the quarters. He supposes he’ll cross that bridge when he comes to it.

For now, he claims his space, and gets to disassembling his rifle to make sure nothing was tampered with. He'll give cursory acknowledgement to anyone else who enters the room, but it doesn't seem like he's interested in introducing himself. Rude.
]

e. wildcard
((I’ll do whatever the heck! Feel free to write whatever strikes your fancy or hit me up on plurk at [plurk.com profile] whitticus for something more specific.))
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Arrival!

[personal profile] beautifulspaceraptor 2016-08-02 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Nihlus has been going in an out of the Ingress's chambers, greeting and guiding newcomers between taking various readings around the activated Ingress. He's just heading back from dropping someone off at the medical bay when he nearly runs into a human with a mask on. ]

Sorry, I just need to get-

[ Nihlus is, fortunately, very fast.

He deflects the oncoming blow with the back of his arm, free hand coming up to snap shut around the man's forearm. If that move succeeds, he'll twist said arm up and against his attacker's back, kick the guy's foot out from under him and slam him into the floor. ]
mylawn: (pic#10467983)

[personal profile] mylawn 2016-08-02 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[If Nihlus is expecting this to be easy, he might be disappointed. 76 is surprisingly solid--he isn't a baseline human, and though his arm gets caught in the hold, he shifts his weight quickly enough to avoid being toppled over. The way he counters indicates training, and the strength with which he holds Nihlus' hand at bay hints at the fact that he isn't exactly a baseline human.]

Don't.

[He has them effectively locked in a stalemate, however temporarily. 76 knows well enough how easily that might change, so in the instant before Nihlus might try something else, he growls a warning.]

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C. Because Genji never boasted to be a clever man

[personal profile] gluteusexmachina 2016-08-02 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ Maybe coming up on people in the dark isn't exactly the best idea, and Genji isn't exactly trying to spook people. He's just naturally quiet.

Which is why he doesn't think much of it when he spots someone he recognizes.

Ahh yes. The vigilante. He clears his throat superfluously and tosses a hand up in what he hopes is a disarming greeting.
]

Hello!

[ Hope for the best, right? Sure. ]
mylawn: (pic#10467979)

rest in pepperoni

[personal profile] mylawn 2016-08-02 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's disarming, all right, but probably not in the way Genji hopes it will be (and not in the way where he literally disarms, dropping his gun, or something). Reinhardt and Angela were bad enough--76 is not exactly in the best place to deal with all of these ex-Overwatch agents, and the cheerful 'hello' he gets does absolutely nothing to diffuse the tension.

76 stops short, suspicion written all over his body language, like he's trying to decide whether or not to betray recognition. He supposes it's not out of the question that a shady vigilante actively targeting old Overwatch bases would know who used to work for the organization.

Still, he settles on a more neutral response, growled out as he motions with the muzzle of his rifle.
]

Out of the way.

[It's little more than a growl, the warning in his voice abundantly clear.]

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Nomo 024

[personal profile] lostsymmetry 2016-08-02 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Roommates? Well... sort of. There might be no one else in sight when 76 enters the room, but there is what looks like a disassembled computer plugged in along one wall. If he takes a closer look at where it's propped up on a dresser, broken computer might be a more fitting phrase. While a few cables disappear into the wall, several more hang limply, frayed and severed from the back, and empty ports glitter along the sides. There's a keyboard and screen-- currently open to some kind of menu array-- but it's not hard to guess this terminal is supposed to be connected to a much larger system.

Fortunately for its occupant, he has configured to the local network links by now. As well as the cameras. And speakers! The voice that pipes in through the ceiling is flatly cheerful, a robotic male greeting.]


<Greetings. Welcome to Domesticon warranty and recycling-->

[There's a crackle of static, and the tinny echo cuts entirely. The commentary that follows is in recognizably the same voice... but nothing of the syntax or tone remains alike.]

Whoops. Sorry about that. Still, ah, shuffling some scripts.
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-08-03 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
[76 is, of course, under the impression that he's alone. He hasn't yet discounted a surveillance system on the ship (which means he hasnt' taken off his visor and likely won't until he confirms one way or another), but an apparently broken computer doesn't really catch his attention. A cursory inspection had indicated that it's not a priority, and he'd taken to inspecting his own equipment instead.

Suffice to say when the voice rings out, he does not react well.

He's on his feet in an instant, exhibiting almost inhuman reflexes as he snaps the magazine back into his rifle, visor scanning the room for any sign of life. Not finding any only sends his survival instincts into overdrive.

It's clear it's taking some concentrated effort not to blast up the room.
]

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b - medbay

[personal profile] grandpaladin 2016-08-02 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
[When you go through an entire den of thugs in order to enact JUSTICE, you get fairly banged up. So it's going to take a while for the big man to get himself all pieced together again. Or, at the very least, bandaged.]

[He's in one corner, and the sound of... growling...? is in another. Regardless, he glances over once or twice, while he wraps scrapes on his arms. The armor neatly stacked beside him.]


It is easier if you just go along with it, you know.

[He says, without giving the other man a second glance -- it's a man, right? Or maybe it's an ape like Winston. Hard to tell without another look.] The sooner they are done, the sooner we leave.
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-08-03 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Reinhardt is impossible to miss. As soon as that familiar silhouette crosses his field of vision, an icy weight drops in the pit of his stomach, and for a moment he wonders whether or not he's finally gone crazy. He stiffens on the exam table, hands twisting involuntarily into the thin paper beneath him, and he tries not to think about how he's likely been compromised. What kind of forces could have possibly brought the both of them here. What they might want from them. 76 doesn't believe in coincidences anymore.

He's acutely aware of his own breath on the inside of his mask and counts along with inhales and exhales, reminding himself that there's no way Reinhardt will be able to know that it's him.

So he can't believe he's actually thankful for the nagging medbay staff. The poking and prodding isn't an adequate distraction, but it's enough for him to keep from looking over, checking to see if Reinhardt has even acknowledged him yet. In between questions about medical history that he refuses to answer, 76 plots an escape route--hopes that he finishes first and can make a discreet exit.

But he doesn't exactly get the chance, because Reinhardt speaks up after he accidentally lets a particularly disgruntled noise escape him. 76 is silent for a long moment after that, taking in a voice he last heard on television, reciting a eulogy.
]

Didn't ask for your opinion.
Edited (hours later i want to change things) 2016-08-03 07:24 (UTC)

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C

[personal profile] highlyintuitive 2016-08-02 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ The lights flicker and reveal the source of the movement that 76 is currently aiming his very large gun at. Of course a teenaged girl with owlish eyes wearing a rather flouncy dress probably shouldn't look so calm about the fact that she can look all the way up the barrel from her current point of view.

Instead of panicking she just leans to the side. ]


It's rude to point, you know. Especially with that.

[ Didn't they teach you any manners in old man mercenary school? ]
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-08-03 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[It takes him a moment to bite down the adrenaline that keeps him almost constantly on edge, but when his brain catches up with his reflexes, he seems to register that the movement in front of him is a teenage girl. 76 doesn't want to underestimate anyone, of course, especially when he's not really convinced that any given person isn't a threat, but he also kind of has qualms with violence against children. If she provokes something, all bets are off, but for now he lowers his gun.

Slightly. His finger slides off the trigger, indicating that he doesn't intend to shoot. She's just a girl, he tells himself.
]

Yeah, well. Not exactly known for manners.

[Maybe that's a joke?]

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b. medbay

[personal profile] cadeuces 2016-08-02 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ She had certainly seen and heard the man growl, but Angela had been on her way out herself and hadn't expected to see him again so quickly. Without the jacket and only seeing the back of his head she couldn't recognize the internationally wanted vigilante, yet when he's storming out after the examination and clipping her in the shoulder, she whips the full way around and the annoyance is on her face for a long moment before recognition hits her, no matter how hazy it may be. ]

Excuse you, there's no need to be rushing around like this. There are injured people here I hope you realize.

[ And she'll give him an unimpressed once-over, blue eyes sharp for a change. She won't make any mention of recognizing him or knowing they've come from the same place, but she will also... not let him pass her easily, side-stepping to stay right in his path. Her expression and tone gentles after her first bark, shifting down into something borderline friendly. ]

Those doctors in there were only doing their jobs. We've all been displaced from our lives the same as you, so there's no reason to act out.
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-08-03 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[He's so focused on getting out and away that he barely registers bumping into someone until she's standing in front of him. It's her voice that clicks first, and then the rest of his awareness catches up to him, realizes that it's Angela. She's here too.

His expression is mostly indiscernible through his visor, but she can probably see the way his eyebrows pinch together.

Reinhardt is bad enough. Angela twists him up inside the same way. 76 has to fight it down, remind himself that the very particular feeling in his gut is just the last vestiges of someone he used to be. He has different priorities now, and can't get caught up in things he put to rest six years ago.
]

I'll get out of your way.

[He tries to push past her again, even if he knows her well enough to be pretty sure she's not going to let him.]

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backsassin: by <user name = sousaphone> (i could be the joker)

[personal profile] backsassin 2016-08-02 09:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Zam is fast, thank you very much. She'd almost walked into him before he even managed to step out of the Ingress room but when that punch comes, it’s purely instinct for her to leap back out into the hall. The teal veil covering her face flutters with the movement, though not enough to reveal the glass deformity underneath. Good thing, too -- she figures the sight would do little to calm the man in front of her.

She doesn’t fight back immediately, though she has a blaster at her side. Instead, she raises both hands and quickly shakes her head. She’s not looking for a fight.]
mylawn: (raaaghghrh)

[personal profile] mylawn 2016-08-02 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's fast enough that he whiffs the punch, but he's well-practiced enough to not overbalance once his fist catches nothing but air. When Zam doesn't make a move to fight back, however, he's quick to level his gun at her in response to her defensive gesture.]

Start talking.

[This guy kind of sounds like he's been gargling fiberglass. Oof.]

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nomo 024 ;

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[ Let's talk about the pros and cons of this situation: pro, that Venom also looks like someone who isn't interested in pulling roommates aside for impromptu screening sessions of Mean Girls or a rousing round of Never Have I Ever. In fact, he is also distinctly someone who presents himself as no-nonsense, if his hefty assault rifle strapped to his back, his handgun holstered at his hip, and his military outfit have anything to say about it. He acknowledges his new roommate with a nod, which is basically a substitute for 'it's ok, I feel you'.

Unfortunately, here are the cons: a) that he is a roommate in the first place. Sorry about him existing in your general vicinity, to be honest.

And b), because here's the kicker— Venom is here with a dog. An eyepatch wolfdog, who earnestly moves over to 76 and tries to sniff his hand. Because he is a dog.

Sorry again.
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story of my life tbh

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armsmode: (I'm ready)

Sure Is Dark

[personal profile] armsmode 2016-08-02 12:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[When Soldier ends up wandering into Moro deck, he'll hear a heavy clanking noise and he'll round a corner to find Genos. Immediately upon seeing the gun, Genos will drop... the dust cloth and cleaning spray that had been in his hands to hold them up at him, palm glowing orange to cast light on the man.]

Drop your weapon.

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Outside Nomo 24

[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-08-02 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Settled into her room, changed out of her armor, and now wearing the civilian iteration of her uniform, Pharah is going on round two of her explorations. As she's leaving her room she spots her neighbor coming into his, and she freezes.]

[She's seen the reports, seen those hazy half-focused pictures of the vigilante.]


I know you.

[Know of you, have heard of you, have watched the news vids with a warring sense of justice and order. She was never sure what to make of him; acting for rightesouness but outside the bounds of the law. Facing him, now, she feels all those conflicting emotions rise up again.]

You're 76, aren't you?

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warandpeace: (Eye oғ α нυrrιcαɴe)

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☄ sure is dark in here
[Kaz is making the rounds to see which rooms are the most powered down. Making notes on an actual pen and paper tablet so that he can reference it later, what areas are safer or not. Some are more quiet than others. Some... well, he's been warned about the whispers. And after what happened a few weeks ago to him, it's disconcerting.]

[He's catching hints of those very quiet sounds, voices barely heard. He's not been in this part of the ship much.]

[And then he turns a corner, and there's a guy with a gun. Welp.]

[Kaz has plenty of experience with this, and other than a slight twitch of brows over his sunglasses (which he's wearing even in the dark like a true champion), he doesn't react. Just raises his hands (pen in the right glove-hidden prosthetic, tablet in the left) lightly in a surrender position. Then steps back around the corner out of range, ready to duck into real cover if he needs.] Need to confirm you're crew, do you have an MID? [Simple enough question right off the bat for a man patrolling with a gun. There are some, so he assumes. But with the changeover, the Cadacuns, it's hard to say whether the Ingress brought someone or not.]

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gainedlove: (* Cringe)

C; way to scare the kids, dad

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[Frisk hadn't seen 76 coming at all--they're hurrying about on their job as a Morale Officer, making sure that despite the conditions everyone has what they need to be working properly and...well, at least with a minimum of distress. There's a stack of papers held in their arms, but it doesn't entirely obscure the red light coming from their chest and bouncing up through their still-crystaline features.]

[They nearly run into him turning around the corner and yelp in surprise, stumbling back a few steps. The red visor catches their attention first, and Frisk is quick to plaster on a cheerful smile.]

Um, sorry! I, um, I didn't see--

[Then they spot the gun.]

[It feels like the world freezes for a moment. The darkened halls were already putting them on edge, just a little too like the SEELE corridors for them to shake that uneasy feeling in the back of their mind. Combined with the eerie light they carry with them everywhere, and an imposing figure pointing a gun right at them...]

[Suddenly the air stinks like blood, too much of it, in the walls glowing orange and they can't move but they have to, they'll die if they don't run, Papyrus will die and the guards will come, and it will all be over and it's their fault--]

[Frisk's mind is racing, their stare vacant yet fixed on the barrel of that rifle. They clutch the papers to their chest, and tremble hard enough to set their hair chiming against itself. That's...a bit extreme of a reaction for what seems like just a kid, right...?]
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oh nnoooo

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wallride: <user name=albaaulbath site=plurk.com> (jamming)

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[lúcio is disorientated like 76 and everyone else. it's impossible to go through something like the ingress and come out the other end feeling stable.

he's nothing if not a people person, though, and he quickly busies himself trying to assist anyone who looks like they might need it to push down his own anxiety about the situation. it was something he did was he was leading against vishkar and something he finds does genuinely help him relax. they're all in the same boat, after all. literally.

anyway, 76 socks him right in the goddamn jaw just as he approaches and barely opens his mouth. lúcio skates back a few paces, holding his cheek and shaking his head.]


Alright-- you got that out your system. Feeling better?

[it's a little strained. you never really get used to being decked.]

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ventifact: easystreet @ dw (confident)

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[Rey had been ordered to attend several "mandatory physical assessments" after her ordeal on the slavers' outpost, and she couldn't be less pleased about it. Her body is bruised, but her ego is where the real pain lies. Se should have been smarter, faster, quieter. She never should have been taken captive. But it's in the past now, and all she can do is look forward to a time when she won't be poked and prodded at, and have doctors look at her with concern--or worse, pity. At least BB-9 is there with her to offer support in the form of soft, soothing beeps and quiet whistles.

She tries to distract herself as they take her vitals, and she ends up watching a new arrival put up his hackles for every medical worker that tries to get close to him. It's a little funny, but she doesn't blame him in the least; she's exactly the same way. Her first checkup had gone about as well, even if she hadn't literally growled at anyone.

Their checkups finish at roughly the same time, and she's about as eager to get out of the medbay as him. Even though her muscles still ache from the shackles and her ribs are still bruised, she nearly runs towards the exit, the little droid rolling behind her, magnetized head tilted forward as if she were running as well. Her timing is perfect for an almost-collision near the doorway, and she tries to shoulder past him even though it makes her exhale sharply through her teeth.]

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flashbanging: i'm gonna loose these chains (in the dead of night)

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[ McCree's typically pretty quick on the draw, but the trip through the Ingress was not a comfortable one. His ears ring; his stomach churns; he's disoriented. These effects are short-term, thankfully, but in the immediate moments after stepping onto the platform, Jesse's putting all of his energy into not collapsing like a fool.

Instead, he takes a few uncertain steps forward, right into the whirlwind of hair-trigger hostility that is (as yet unbeknownst to him) Jack Morrison. ]


God damn--

[ He cries out as Jack grabs him, and groans again when his (armored, and thus sending shocks throughout his already nauseated body) back connects with the wall. ]

Settle down, partner! Ain't nobody tryin' to fight you right now.

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redshitlord: (settled on the hood)

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[By contrast, the red Autobot moving down the hallway... doesn't move quietly at all. Not even remotely. So what if it's dark? He's got his sensors. So what if it's quiet? He's got his music player and his headphones.]

[He's totally on one of the prank missions from the others, too. Carrying a big roll of clear plastic. And... sauntering as he goes. Not just walking, not skipping or running.]

[Dancing.]

[Sure, he's making sure there's no humans in his way, because stepping on one would suck a lot. But still. He is dancing down a dark hallway, biolights flickering bright blue along with his eyes, occasionally singing along to whatever ridiculous pop song he's got playing.]

[what's up 76?]

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cockade: (Protéger)

arrival because clearly this will go well

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[Usually it's not his kind of thing to walk amongst the newcomers or be on the same level as them- most times, Arno stays above on a ledge, watching and seeing who all comes and goes. He's been called at a few times now, so he figures it would make sense to simply be around, just in case something of great interest, or a certain person he knows, comes through.

What he isn't expecting is to be swung at. So when 76 aims to hit him, Arno suddenly reacts- ducking underneath and whirling, feet spread apart as his arms pan outwards for balance; a stance that shows that he can either run or fight, depending on the enemy and the situation. But rather that try to come close again, the Frenchman pulls out of it, hands raising and stepping back in an effort to show that he means no harm.]


Mercy, monsieur. [Hands splayed outwards with his palms facing towards 76 in a "stop" gesture.] I don't mean you any harm. No one here does.

[He's just hoping the other man doesn't decide that conversation is pointless and tries to maul him again. That would really suck.]

im laughin

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