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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.

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⋆ 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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This and that.

[He's a bit reluctant to admit to Charles that he's attempting to start self-defense classes at the house. He knows how Charles feels about violence, and about fighting in general.]

I've been taking care of the house.

The...house. [It's offered so casually that it throws him right off. The kind of casual that, again, he never imagined he would hear aloud. Twenty years ago, he'd been more charmed than surprised, before everything had turned upside down. It's been long enough to blunt the resulting anger (and incidentally, the betrayal after that as well).

But it has not been near long enough to hear that, and understand it in the way it's given to him. Jean had stated as much, and he'd already struggled to comprehend it then.]

Forgive me, Erik, I just never imagined I'd--

[But they both know that, don't they?]

What made you decide to take that on?

[A lot of things happened that Erik never imagined either. Such as actually doing what Charles had wanted him to do.]

You did.

[Don't ask him to repeat that.]

You were here before. It was you who bought the house. [Or built it. He's unclear on how it worked exactly. He wasn't here for that part.]

When you left, you left behind a note saying you wanted me and Logan to take care of the place.

[So he hadn't come up with the idea on his own.]

["You did." Charles visibly chokes on air at that, but no, he doesn't make Erik repeat it. He hardly wants to be the one to make him change his mind and push him away, but he can't help but feel somewhat robbed at not experiencing or really understanding what had caused this change of heart. It feels so sudden, though it sounds distinctly the opposite. (He needs a drink.)]

I'm sorry, but who are you, and what have you done with Erik Lehnsherr?

[It's a rollercoaster, and he's not certain this will ever stop feeling strange, but it's a start. More than a start, even. He chuckles as he says it, only half serious, despite the creeping curiosity.

He takes a pause, and then more seriously:]

Don't misunderstand me, old friend, I'm-- [how does he feel about this?] thankful, but even you have to admit, it doesn't sound much like you.

I wasn't going to leave it all in Logan's care, was I?

[Does that sound more like the Erik he remembers?]

Besides, Logan left too, and someone needed to take care of it.

That's...very sentimental of you, Erik. [But it's not a judgment call. It's more amused, perhaps touched though he's not about to say as much aloud just yet.] I don't mean to pry, but I think you may be getting old.

[He can't bring himself to yell. Not about this. Not when he's pleaded and begged and tried to reason so much that now that something has changed, he's almost afraid to be the one to bring them both back to reality.

It's easier like this. It feels much more like another world like this, and the altered reality or universal shift is easier to swallow.

~~It won't last, he thinks. It never does.~~]

I'm the oldest person here. Who else should have taken on that task? [So it's not really sentiment. It's him and a bunch of teenagers or adults he doesn't know. He knows who he'd rather trust with the upkeep of their living quarters.]

If I'm getting old, so are you.

According to some [~~Raven~~] that has always been true, and sadly comes as no surprise.

[Such is the fate of the responsible parent-friend.]

It's better than the alternative.

[He knows a thing or two about that.]

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