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Ingress travel can be disorienting, but there’s no need to worry! All side effects are temporary and lessen with each trip. Your body may experience 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 may 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. You notice that the area you are in is filled with a soft cerulean light and feels slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you. Regardless of your current state, however, the stress of initial Ingress travel forces your body into unconsciousness.

Waking up is another story. Or maybe it isn’t.

You find yourself in a nondescript room; sometimes with others who have found themselves in the same situation, sometimes alone. A medical tech is always present to explain what’s happened before giving you some clothes, a TAB, and a guide that discusses things in further detail. This entire process also consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health in order to obtain your signature—a specific frequency that will allow them to hone in on exactly where it is you’re from in order to get you back there.You spend your first week on the Ingress Complex while other accommodations and arrangements are made for you.

welcome to thisavrou

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escoria

⋆ Escoria is classified as Exploration Class (EC), and travel through the Ingress is mostly smooth except for one issue: anyone with powers or abilities will find that the distortion between worlds has temporarily caused problems accessing them. Essentially, it has left all travelers depowered. Another similar issue comes in the form of the location of Escoria’s Ingress—seemingly in the middle of a vast ocean, the Ingress is balanced precariously on a set of buoys connected to a small floating dock. Once on this dock, it is clear there is no getting anywhere without some transportation. Testing the dark waters will find it unbearably cold, though not cold enough to form ice, and far off in the distance, between the mist and ever-constant gray light - where’s the sun? - some might even notice what looks like an island.

⋆ The boat that eventually comes to your rescue isn’t very big, one of a fleet used to transport visitors from the floating Ingress platform. Only a few passengers are allowed on each one--a maximum of six. The boat’s captain is quite insistent that each group remain small, handing out blankets to those who did not come prepared for the chill. It isn’t too much trouble as there are a great many boats and plenty of natives to pilot them. The weather is cool, the skies are dark with rain that might fall, but for now things seem alright. Leaning out on the rail, you might see some shark-like sea creatures breaching the surface to breathe. Of course, you might also see quicksilver figures darting underneath the water from the corner of your eye, which is then followed by a sharp rocking of the boat. Did something nudge the vessel? Maybe you ought to make sure people stay back from the sides in case they fall in...

⋆ Despite the calm appearance of the sky, the worst has happened. A storm hits at just the right time to drive your boat against one of the multitudinous reefs, roughly jarring its passengers, and then, the waves continue to batter the ship against it until it falls to pieces. You get lucky and find a piece of debris to hold onto to keep your head above the water until the storm passes, although it’s some time before even a calm comes. Once it does, you have to deal with the facts: you’re stranded with minimal supplies, all alone except for the other people who were on board with you when the ship went down in the waves. And what’s worse, the water isn’t getting any warmer. What do you do to survive until help, hopefully, arrives? Will you make an attempt to swim to shore or wait for someone to send another boat?

⋆ The few who manage to weather the storm and make it to one of the few islands of Escoria are, indeed, lucky. What lies beneath the surface of those dark waters is much more dangerous and deadly. Distant cousins of Thisavrou’s native Gorgona of Region Four, these nameless creatures are ruthless as they hunt. They slither the shallow surfaces of the reefs spread out across Escoria, waiting for even the slightest ripple of water to alert them to their prey. At first, looking into the water reveals nothing. Then, the closer these things come to the surface, the faster it begins to change and look as if something familiar, something you long for is calling to you. It can be a person, alive or dead, or it could be something intangible like a goal waiting to be fulfilled or an object waiting to be touched. This is how they lure the unsuspecting below the surface, and once they have their claws in you, it’s very difficult to escape. The urge to be with them is impossibly strong regardless of the fact that no one can hold their breath for that long or survive the deep cold of the water for longer than a few minutes.

Your only chance of escape? Someone who might have noticed that you’d suddenly slipped under without a sound. Or, if by chance, you manage to snap off a piece of the coral in the reefs. It changes with the shape of the holder, and that, if you’re lucky, might be the very weapon that saves you.

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[waspling]

Lisbeth took that to mean that he was either a mean drunk or a seriously depressed drunk. She frowned slightly, looking over his face carefully and noting when he again tried to reassure her. It was so easy for men, she thought to herself, they didn't understand she was taking about a twenty-five percent chance of either being killed or at the least attacked while alone with him.

Why was she even here?

She huffed and shook her head, stowing the beer on the back counter instead and she started looking through his cupboards. Lisbeth didn't want to drink alone. When she found a kettle, she filled it and set it on the stove to warm up. They could use it for their tea and their noodles.

"Got any eggs?" she asked while sticking the cigarette in her mouth and taking the time to light it up. Lisbeth had no interest at all in cooking but she could handle a poached egg with her ramen.

[full_of_bad_ideas]

Isaac palmed the left side of his cheek and rubbed at his check before he drew his palm down to scratch at his chin. "Yeah," he then went to the fridge to obtain the egg carton from it. "You know.. I went to the chicken farm.. where we get these eggs.. I just.. I guess it was a few weeks ago, it's huge.. all they do is chicken. They told me there's a cow farm too.. haven't been yet. I just.. I guess it's comforting seeing some of what we're use to.. here. Food wise." He said though stared at the carton in his hand before he moved his hand over to the other, "what was your name?" Had he told her his? "I'm Isaac." Hadn't she asked when he'd come from? Right: "2514, the year.. I come from.." He looked then back to the egg cartons. "I haven't seen anyone yet.. that I know.. but I know that there's a few of us from Earth." He licked his lips and glanced to the table. "I worked as an engineer.. so.. I like to do these hobbies around.. keep my mind busy." He drew in a breath. "What did you do?"

[waspling]

It was good, him talking. He had a nice voice and Lisbeth was content to get watch the kettle as its water warmed up. Every ten seconds or so she'd take a drag on the cigarette and every time while she was, her eyes would be on Isaac as she exhaled the plume of smoke. He was very good-looking.

At the mention of the hobbies, she glanced at the electronics which she had noticed upon first arriving. Lisbeth was a fair hand at such things herself but not at the league of a professional engineer from 2514. Just as her eyes went up to Isaac again, the kettle announced itself ready and she took it off the heat. Lisbeth held the cigarette between her lips as she pulled out two bowls and cracked the noodles in each, cracked an egg in each, then poured the water over them.

"Lisbeth," she answered, somewhat quiet in the response. "I worked at a security firm in Sweden." She looked back up at him. "Were you good? At your job?"

[full_of_bad_ideas]

"Oh, very." Isaac said with half a grin. There wasn't much he had to smile about but he could at least be proud and smile about his work. He was brilliant, especially under pressure. He was an expensive disaster as well, though he couldn't and wouldn't take full credit of the Titan; after all it wasn't his demons he had unleashed. Rather it was to do with the religious plague that brought Titan's downfall. All of those people, all of those kids. Isaac shook his head. "Well, I'm just trying to figure it out here.. how the technology is different and what .. forces of power they use. I never believed in magic.. but that's what the popular thought was on things that were science back when we couldn't explain as such." He licked his lips and he gestured to the table. "Toasters, microwaves, it's interesting that they're built with the same concepts as we knew them back home.. I haven't come across one yet that used a material I couldn't explain." He blinked and looked to Lisbeth. "Were you good at security?"

[waspling]

Alright, he was smart. She'd give him that. While she listened, she only watched what she was doing enough to make sure she didn't burn herself with boiling water. As she poured them both a mug of water with a tea packet in, her eyes were mostly directed towards the older man. At the return question, she stopped and stared at him for a good long few seconds without even blinking.

"Yes," was the simplest answer. People weren't secure from her, but for those whom her boss was hired to protect the interests of, she supposed she was security for them. Back home she never had any interest in sharing with people what she did but here, it didn't matter so much, and he was being friendly.

"I was a researcher. Big companies or rich old bastards would hire our firm to look into other people for them, like the CEOs of other big companies they were going to merge with. It was my job to find all the skeletons in their closets: gambling debts, pedophilia, how often they beat their wife, how often they fucked their mistress, all their off-shore tax-free bank accounts. The usual." Lisbeth looked down at the bowls and the quickly boiling eggs in them.

Maybe it was better now to admit what she'd done than later. "I looked into you too but I can't find much here. The TAB isn't linked into every aspect of everyone's lives like the 'net was on Earth." She brought her eyes up to him again. "You seem okay." Not that he would know, but from her, that was rather high praise.