Multiversal 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 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 transit 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. Welcome to Avagi Station, your new home.
Avagi
A fixer upper opportunity:
Welcome to your new home! It’s a bit rough around the edges but it could be so much worse. Or that’s what you thought until you walked to your housing level and found the bathroom floating under three inches of water as a pipe gushes water. That’s definitely not what those pipes should be doing, you should probably try and get that fixed before your entire level is flooded. Who knows what sort of chaos all that water will play with Avagi’s support systems. Do you call for help or is someone going to find you trying to play amateur plumber with a roll of tape?
Are you afraid of the dark?:
There are different types of darkness that one has to deal with when they're living in space. There's the dim lighting of rarely used corridors, the shadows that lurk wherever they can find a place to hide. And you must never forget the swirling blackness of the storm that surrounds Avagi. Today you're dealing with a darkness you've been warned to expect. Some of your fellow residents are overhauling the electrical systems on board and told everyone that there was a chance there could be randomized blackouts.
The lights blink out without a sound, plunging you into darkness. Your eyes take a while to adjust and when they do everything seems a bit more… sinister. Sound travels differently in the dark, the quietest scratches and bumps echo louder in your ears and--
What was that ? Did that sound come from nearby? Did something just touch your leg? Maybe you should find someone before you get more paranoid. If it is paranoia, anyways.
Jeepers Creepers...:
The blackouts continue, spreading beyond isolated sections until they’re taking over entire blocks of the station and plunging everything into a more pervasive darkness. Wherever it spreads, a faint odor accompanies it along with a sudden burst of paranoia as everything seems more intense and slightly blurry at the same time. When the lights snap on the feeling of disorientation worsens and you struggle to focus when an intercom crackles to life blaring a warning you can barely understand. All you know is that something is wrong. And even worse, you know without a doubt that something, someone is coming to hurt you. As you see figures approaching, faces a blur of inhumanity marred by a mask to hide their identites you do the only thing you can in your panic.
You run.
Hopefully someone will be able to catch you and get you to clear air before you find a weapon and decide to stand your ground against them.
[Rogue pauses when it comes to her real name. It's a sure way to get her attention, to call her that. A few kids at the Institute would, just to piss her off. But they were assholes (Paulie Provenzano was the worst).
[ His hand finds her shoulder even in the pitch black, resisting the urge to touch her face. To make sure the dim outline of features he sees is really, truly her. ]
A really long story. C'mon. I know where we can find some light.
[She's thankful he doesn't reach out to touch her. She didn't want to have to deal with that during a blackout in an unfamiliar spaceship.
If only she knew that's the sort of shit that happens in the comics.
Rogue smiles over at his hand- he was always one of the few people that so willingly touched her, like it was never a big deal. She appreciated that about him.]
Yeah, let's go. Lead the way- you can tell me the short version on the way there.
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Oh? [ Forcing a bit more gruffness into his tone: ]
What kind of a name is Rogue?
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Even in the dark she smiles.] A friend of mine asked me once. The first time we met.
[The man almost sounds like him, if not older.]
He never got an answer, so I don't think you will either, stranger.
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[ Shifting his weight, he folds his arms across his chest. ]
I always thought Marie suited you better.
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But the way the stranger says her name...]
...Logan? How're you here?
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[ His hand finds her shoulder even in the pitch black, resisting the urge to touch her face. To make sure the dim outline of features he sees is really, truly her. ]
A really long story. C'mon. I know where we can find some light.
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If only she knew that's the sort of shit that happens in the comics.Rogue smiles over at his hand- he was always one of the few people that so willingly touched her, like it was never a big deal. She appreciated that about him.]
Yeah, let's go. Lead the way- you can tell me the short version on the way there.