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OCTOBER TEST DRIVE MEME

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.

AREA 895B EXPLORATION

Most of this colony has certainly seen better days--on the inside. Upon disembarking the Moira, crew members will notice that Area 895B appears poor but densely populated. It’s a mid-point between several planets, so the culture and its people are incredibly diverse. The docks are intricate and woven together like a maze, and without direction or the numerous signs that decorate the walls, it’s a place one can easily find themselves lost in. The “city proper” consists mostly of slums, but as aboard the ship, there is plenty to do and see.

● bars: A-895B is notorious for them! In fact, there seems to be one on almost every corner that caters to a different sort of clientele. Poor, rich, richer. Do some of them even have an escort service? Most likely, yes.
● sanctuary: Like a church, this building stands tall and proud in the center of the colony. Its structure seems to be in constant change; it is always being worked on. Yet, once inside, the interior is quiet and consists of many, many staircases. Along each step, there are so many candles that there is only enough room for safe passage up or down…
● market: A good place to barter and trade. Like most areas, anything can be haggled for as long as you’re willing to pay the price.

☄ exchange booth:

Throughout random locations in A-895B, crew members will happen upon simple booths with little decoration and a native sitting behind it. For those with experience, they might think it resembles something like a kissing booth. However, these kisses are more an exchange than anything else: trade and receive a “gift”. These gifts will vary depending, but they are all contained inside a tiny box. Could it be something you were missing from home? Is it an item you’ve wanted for the last several trips planet-side? How did they even know, and what’s the catch?

A day of your life taken with that kiss. Should that not be enough to not ask such questions?

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Uniforms that appeared to be standardized for humans didn't work all that well for the ether-breathing Variks. But he did his own duties to help his own people, the old role of his lost house, and he watched.

When House Judgement dissolved into the other houses, they had performed duties as scribes. Variks watched, Variks learned, and Variks remembered. He spoke in stories and riddles because that was how Eliksni history was kept.

To the "Fallen", the humans were as much scavenging rampagers as the Eliksni were accused of being. But he had grown used to being around the Awoken, and even had come to quite like a few. Both the Awoken and the Exos were a little human, so that made him a little more... tender... the word should be. Sensitive towards the creatures that his people had invaded, to take back what they thought would be rightfully theirs.

He knew humans, he knew human (Awoken) nobility, and he could recognize how this lady carried herself, with all the pride of Mara Sov or Petra Venj. Or there was a good chance he was imagining things- they tended to look very much alike. "Variks does not mean to intrude, my lady." He said, words growled and gurgled out from behind his mask. "Is it the great dark, or the strong lights you admire?"

That ill fit uniform had to be tailored to fit a four-armed creature. But the top two were obviously replacement prosthetics, the lower two genuine. And it was with one of the lower ones that he gestured out to the expanse.

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Observation Deck: sorry for the rambling, he's still new for me.