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ABOARD THE MOIRA

Whether adjusting to space travel has been difficult or not, there is always something to be done. From working to leisure, the Moira offers a multitude of opportunities to get to know your crewmates a bit better. Exploration of the ship is highly encouraged, but as another planet grows closer to being docked, things start to get a little hectic. You'll notice a slight change in the artificial gravity as the Moira is pulled into a gravitational field; however, more noticeable changes can be found in the overall morale as you prepare to descend.

☄ on your own
There are plenty of other communal areas on the ship to explore! Pick a place, and see where it takes you. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. )

ERIS — 6578

Welcome to one of the sister Eris planets. This one, unlike many of its counterparts, is incredibly high dollar. For visiting individuals, it is mandatory to wear clothes befitting of such a status. For those aboard the Moira, it means discarding work attire for the formal wear they have been provided. Characters will find the temperature moderately cold, a late fall to early winter feel, and their outwear must reflect the prestige Eris—6578 is universally known for. Any sort of trading is strictly done through computers and electronic orders--nothing hands-on as it's considered beneath the inhabitants to indulge in such outdated means of interaction. Unlike most systems, money is needed to purchase things on Eris. The captains have given the crew unlimited credits; with each transaction, simply "pay" with the MID. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. )

☄ lavish living
Fine dining? The movies? Or perhaps gambling? Whatever your tastes, Eris caters to everyone and everything—the more expensive, the better. There is no limit to what can be done when one has the money to spend, and this lifestyle reflects in the people and surroundings. Even sex is a very ornate process held to the highest discretion. Feel free to indulge, but know that it isn't without its consequences.

☄ taken
In its underbelly, Eris—6578's main function is the trade and trafficking of bodies for one of two purposes: to be placed in a situation where you are made to kill for another's enjoyment or are tortured and killed based on the client's personal tastes. Each scenario is designed to fit the paying customer's predilections and is often carried out in places secured and private. Remember, money is no object. Therefore, the extent of what they do or make you do has no boundaries either.

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A; The Observation Deck

[Drew didn't know how he'd wound up in space, all he knew was wow he was in space and it was all incredibly exciting. Except he'd been shoved from the medbay and into public life and instead of making the sensible decision and going to the busy Mess Hall he decided to foray off into the depths of the ship.

He probably shouldn't have, but with the tandem shock and confusion he decided that the best way to come to terms with floating among the galaxy was, apparently, to get high as fuck. He rolled a joint laced with aconite and smoked it close to something that looked like a ventilation shaft before he kept walking again.

Which is how he found the observation deck, with its clear glass and a view of space for miles and miles. The kind of view that seemed so vast yet intense when viewed through the eyes of a werewolf. He's done exploring for now and plops down, sitting on the deck with his legs crossed, elbows on his knees to hold his head up as he just stares like a child experiencing cartoons for the first time.]

It's... it's so fuckin' pretty.

B; Eris - 6578

[This level of fanciness was not exactly normal to the late twenties werewolf. Neither was his clothing. The formal uniform they'd been given was just crazy and uncomfortable and he couldn't help but try to pull it away from his skin regularly. He looked so uncomfortable, so out of place among the refined beauty of the planet.

He was used to being called scruffy but in this place he really felt it. It wasn't going to get with him too much though, because he was too excited. Within minutes of looking around on the planet and realizing that apparently he could pay for things thanks to the graciousness of the hosts.

It was a little strange though, considering he was alone, but he wanted to go and explore. It didn't take him long to spot someone in a similar looking uniform though before he's suddenly switching paths, moving towards them with a grin.]

Uh, hey, you! You're from the ship, right? Wanna uh... go do stuff, but like... together? [His eyes are twinkling with mirth; dude doesn't even realize it sounds like he's asking the person on a date.]

C; Wildcard

[On ship? Off ship? Anything else you want- go for it!]

Edited 2015-12-06 20:56 (UTC)

[Throughout six of the seven years Tyler had lived in Texas before joining the Moira, there had been two things that had been a constant in his life, both of which he enjoys tremendously, even if he sometimes wishes the second was less constant. One, it was the presence of Drew, his on-off boyfriend and most complicated yet simple relationship yet. Second, Drew tended be high as a kite.

So when Tyler goes to the observation deck after eating, only to find Drew sitting there, clearly high while watching the stars outside, he couldn't even say he was surprised. Somehow, his mind processed it simply as 'why yes, of course Drew got here too, why wouldn't he?'

And that, more than anything else, made him chuckle as he sat on the floor next to the other wolf.]

Couldn't wait for me to go back, could you?

[He wasn't expecting anyone to approach him. That was the thing about being high while staring into the vast expanse of space, it gave you the impression you were completely alone in the universe.

He wasn't even surprised that Tyler was the one who sat beside him, because that made sense, didn't it? Tyler was always around, especially when Drew was high. It was the way the world had been in recent years. Even if they weren't together for a few days he'd see Tyler by the weekend- even space couldn't change that.

He grins when the other man sits beside him and leans over, nuzzling against him, pressing lips to his cheek while taking a deep breath through his noise at which point he frowns.]

Wait a second... you've been here way too long. Where's my scent gone, Ty? [Because he kind of assumed that Tyler had arrived that morning.]

[And as soon as Drew leans over and nuzzles him, Tyler just freaking melts against him, as how much he's been missing Drew, and even just having someone from his pack with him, hits him like a ton of bricks. It felt good, really good. Enough that Tyler doesn't even bother moving to do anything but lay his head on Drew's shoulder even as he speaks.]

Been here for like... A month, if that means anything in space. S'gone.

[Drew blinks again, craning his neck so that he can push himself against Tyler again. It was taking a lot of self control to not simply lie across him if only to get his... whatever Tyler was, back to smelling like normal.]

Dude I'd tell you y'were a drama queen... y'literally went to the bathroom ten minutes ago. But uh, that'd mean my nose had t'be lyin' to me. [And he trusted his nose more than he trusted logic.

He takes another deep breath only to be assaulted by those emotions, emotions that weren't normal on Tyler.] You okay, darlin'?

[He chuckles as he shifts to kiss the crook of Drew's neck. You just had to love a werewolf's nose, didn't you?] Better than I've been all month. But it's true, your nose's not lying. The thing that brings us here is weird and does time travel bullshit stuff like that, apparently.

[He should probably make a Doctor Who reference, but he's not interested.] I really missed you, you know.

Edited 2015-12-09 02:20 (UTC)

[He just grins in the fact of all that positivity, nuzzling against Ty and letting out a small chuckle when he feels lips at his neck.] Glad I could go ahead an' make some improvements for ya, Ty.

[And he's wrapping an arm around the other man.] An' I missed you too, even if y'were just goin' to take a piss.

[He knows he shouldn't be this happy that Drew's here. After all, what happened at Caducus prime showed that their time here is going to get dangerous at some point or another, but right now, he's just too content nuzzling Drew and smelling him again to think about that.]

Not the really the same, smartass.

Hey it was a really traumatic couple of minutes. I couldn't find the remote for the tivo and I literally sat there watchin' an infomercial waitin' for you. [He blinks a couple of times staring at Tyler as if those few moments alone really were devastating.] An' I'm not too happy 'bout you bein' all the way out here in space without me. Who was supposed to help you if your head got too big or if y'got a hard-on that just really wouldn't go away, huh?

[He chuckles again, wrapping his arm around Drew's waist to pull the other man closer. ] Didn't exactly have a choice, did I, sweetheart?

[After another short chuckle, he raises his head to kiss Drew's lips.] I'm glad you're here too.

[He wraps his own arm around Tyler's waist, leaning back and continuing to stare out into space after that quick kiss.] Apparently not, seems this thing just drags us outta wherever we were at the time. But hey, at least y'didn't go through too long without me. This whole thing been fun?

[That gets a groan out of Tyler as he buries his face on the crook of Drew's neck. How do you tell someone you watched a planet die?] It... It's had its fun moments. But there have been some pretty horrible things too.

[He can practically feel the emotions pouring out of Tyler with that groan, Drew wasn't used to them coming from the other man and he really didn't like them. He gives Tyler a squeeze.] Oh yeah? Needa show me who's responsible so I can go give 'em a tellin' off for makin' my baby go through terrible things?

[Well, that does get a chuckle out of Tyler, even if he is suddenly remembering rather vividly Caducus Primary's demise.]

Better not. It's out in space, and I like you alive.

Well then I guess I'll settle for hangin' round here makin' sure that nothin' bad happens again. [Except this was Drew and he usually ran headfirst into the bad things and Tyler had to pick up the pieces.]

[He chuckles at that despite himself. He does know how things usually go.] Just you being here makes a lot of things better, trust me. Everything else can matter later.

[... Yeah, so he might be feeling a little lenient in his happiness.]

[Drew takes that as a sign to snuggle Tyler again.] Well good. [And he gets a token glint in his eye.] Y'want me to roll you one? Make things even better?

[He chuckles at that, leaning against Drew's snuggle.] Sure, go ahead. Missed having young around for that, too.

[He reaches into the pockets of his hoodie, somehow producing everything they needed. Don't ask why, it is what it is. Within seconds he's rolling a spliff, its a little more ramshackle than his usual ones but it was efficient. He's handing it to Tyler in no time, placing another kiss to the other werewolf's cheek.] Glad I can be of service.

[He's not even surprised that Drew has it all there, nor will he even ask. he knows better than to question anything about Drew and pot. So once he has the joint, he takes it and the lighter on Drew's lap and lights it, taking a long drag before expelling the smoke.] Best part is we don't even have to worry about saving it.

Now that is great. I was gettin' sick an' tired of explainin' the amount of stamps on my card to the pharmacist. [He grins.] Just typical y'been here five minutes an' found a courrier.

Andrew Warner ☾ Original ☾ OTA

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Eris 6578

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