tdm 8

[hownkai]

T E S T D R I V E

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. ) ☄ round 'em up The day begins normally. You check out the mess hall and report to your assigned job, and so far, nothing seems incredibly out of place. However, as the hours pass, you begin to notice something strange scurrying along wall edges and into open vents. For the most part, these rodents are harmless—in this stage. While they may get into the food supply in the Cargo Bay or terrorize those in the kitchen, they are not violent and appear to be skittish. However, once they've "matured" - the color of their tail will have changed from a light gray to a very dark purple, prompting them to enter a temporary stasis inside a cocoon - they aren't so cute anymore. These paklers are vicious, will bite if they're caught, and defend themselves with claws as well as the protrusions on their bodies. There is nothing to be done about them except capture them and eject them into space as they are considered a pest and very harmful to the crew and the ship. Once they run out of food, they will turn on each other as well as anything resembling a living creature. The captains provide the proper equipment, electric nets as well as tranquilizers, to assist with the capture of the paklers and their immediate removal from the Moira. ☄ what's yours is mine Something seems a bit off about the laundry delivery service these days, doesn't it? Has the Moira always had one of those? Whether you realize it immediately or not, something is very wrong about the clothes that have suddenly appeared in your wardrobe. They are either much too big or far too small, and as far as you can tell, there seems to be no happy medium in all of this. Will you Dress To Impress in your new uniforms? Will you swap with someone who might be a similar size regardless of the fact their uniform colors are not the same as your own? Or will you simply walk naked through the halls of the ship, carefree and bare to the rest of your crewmates? ☄ n'sync While exploring the ship, first down one hall and then another, you come across a strange door you've never seen before. When you pull it open, you'll find someone, a crew member, standing on the other side, hand outstretched as if they've just opened that door from the opposite side. Every move you make, they mirror, and if they shift to the left or right, you also shift left or right. Absolutely everything the both of you do is the same except for the words that come out of your mouth; somehow, you still manage to maintain the ability to talk without mimicking your partner. You're unable to completely control your movements again until someone says "in sync". Good luck figuring out the magic words, and if you decide to question the captains (or anyone else) about it, they won't have any idea what it is you're talking about. OUT OF CHARACTER INFO FAQ | LOCATIONS | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | NAVIGATION For mature or graphic content, please label. For questions, please direct them to the FAQ. As always, be kind and have fun!

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Gardens

[yeswekane]

[Marcus is no stranger to living in a man-made spacecraft, but that doesn't mean he's happy to be back inside one. As perilous and unpredictable as life had been on the ground, it had been the best five months he's ever known. The air had been fresh and the sunlight energizing. Everything on the ground was surrounded by and full of life. Not like the cold, electronic hum here.

Even so, the disappointment of being back in space isn't nearly as strong as his confusion as to how he got here. This ship is obviously not the Ark, so he can't even chalk it up to oxygen deprivation.

After a trip to medbay where the answers to his questions just give him more questions, he takes it upon himself to explore the rest of the ship. He's already seen the main hall and the mess hall by the time he reaches the gardens. When he enters, he's surprised to see a familiar face. He approaches from the front.]

You're here too.

[Yes, it's stating the obvious, but what else is there to say?]

Any idea about what's going on?

[voluntatem]

[This. This is a lot to get used to, she's never been without certain freedoms before. Here she has no commitment to being Commander anymore, there's a sense following instead of leading. That's not something she minds, what she minds is being trapped in once place.

No matter how big it is.

This place gives her an illusion of that lost freedom and she'd taken time to explore every inch she could before she'd settled down at the base of one of the large trees. There was nothing to mediate on, realizing after a failed attempt she couldn't speak with the past Commanders anymore.

And none of them were here.

It takes a few seconds for her to notice someone approaching, her eyes darting from the grass underfoot up to a familiar face. Her eyes widen a fraction and she straightens up, a million questions running through her head at once. First, though, she answers the one presented to her:]

No. Unfortunately.

[yeswekane]

[Marcus shakes his head slowly. He hadn't been expecting a different answer, so he can't feel disappointed. He walks to her side and kneels down next to the tree, leaving her about a foot of personal space. He touches the ground and inspects the root system. The garden set up is similar to how it had been on the Ark only much larger and more diverse. Farm station only grew medicinal and edible plants.]

I haven't come up with anything, either.

[For all he knows, this whole thing could be orchestrated by someone decidedly not human.]

This ship's technology is more advanced than anything I've ever seen.

[He sighs and pats the ground next to his foot.]

May I?

[voluntatem]

[She lowers her head slightly, hands shifting from her knees to clasp together over her lap. She's not sure if she should be surprised or dissapointed by his lack of knowledge, settling on neither. With his knowledge of tech it's possible they might get a little further together.

Or stay on the exact same page they were both on currently.

Angling her head, she watches out of the corner of her eye as he inspects the tree, straightening slightly as he speaks. More advanced. The words don't ease the anxiety she'd been ignoring, the ghost of the emotion flickering across her features before it vanishes.

No use letting it get to her, not when everything thus far had been non hostile.

His request shakes her from her thoughts and she gestures loosely with one hand.]

Please.

[yeswekane]

[Marcus turns himself around and sits down where he'd gestured with one knee bent and sticking upright in front of him and the other curled under his thigh. He rests one of his arms on his knee and the other hand's set on the ground next to him. This whole thing is certainly odd enough to be a dream, but the sensations are a little too real for it. The bump on the root under him digging into his hip tells him that much.

He doesn't say anything else for several seconds, too busy doing the same thing he's been doing since getting here.]

I just finished talking with Abby in medical. It was about the situation with Chancellor Pike.

[His tone doesn't distinguish whether he's talking to himself or if he's speaking directly to Lexa because it's both. He keeps the exact nature of the conversation to himself. He hadn't been at his best during it.]

I remember leaving - I was going to go to the mess hall to get something to eat - but I don't remember ever getting there. I know it's not very useful, but...

[He turns his head to face Lexa again.]

What about you? Remember anything that stood out?