( tdm 13 )

[hohnkai]

T E S T D R I V E

my evil twin, bad weather friend "I know someday I'll meet him, but I don't know where or when." ABOARD THE MOIRA The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences 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 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. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a long platform and that the room is filled with a soft cerulean light. It's slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you, and nothing is familiar. Shortly after, you are led out and toward the medbay. Inside this room, you are given a physical scan and offered a contract to sign that states you are now part of the crew of the Moira with a specific job. Any questions you might have would be answered in a straightforward manner as well as an explanation about how the Ingress, the thing that has pulled you onto the Moira, is broken and bringing people here unintentionally. This process also consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health, and afterwards, you are given your MID, a device that is integrated into your hand or wrist with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and to your living quarters. 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. You may notice a slight change in the artificial gravity every once in awhile; however, more noticeable changes can be found in overall morale of those of the crew. ☄ 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. ) Every day, the ship gets closer to its destination: the Midway Hub. Answers as to how to the fix the broken Ingress and send everyone home are sought there. Your captains, both old and new, have been working together peacefully to make the trip a little easier, though events occur that are well outside of their control. After having made the last cargo supply stop at the Mini Colony, the Moira and its crew are on the last stretch of its journey. The Ingress, for the majority of the time, is left off and only turned back on during testing; that's when new crew and other items come through. It's October on the Moira, and it's been far, far too peaceful.. ☄ older and far less kind get clowned when I come around On one of the ship's many stops, a group of sentient, flying whale-type natives were stumbled upon. They were friendly, although unfortunately hunted for a substance they produce, and the crew paid a group of mercenaries to keep these beings safe. Now, early afternoon, red lights begin to flash, and Captain Ira makes an announcement. A gam of a less advanced sub-species of those gentle giants is in the ship's path, and crew are told to make their way to the Observation Deck, Tower, and anywhere else that affords them a view of space. When the beings move closer to the Moira, the captains send out non-explosive decoys that can be remotely operated by the crew—lead these beings away from the ship so that the Moira can safely pass through. ☄ graveyard smash i was working in the lab, late one night Let's set the scene. It's early in the morning. Those who don't sleep or sleep very little already know what's going on as they've been roped into helping by the Captains. Everyone else wakes to a surprise. Some universes celebrate holidays like Halloween or Samhain, and this one is no different. First Mate Egan's home is known for honoring the dead on October 15th of every year, and after approaching the other Captains, they've decided to celebrate it on the Moira. The observation deck is decorated with candles and lights, music playing in the background. Small gift boxes are left outside everyone's door; a MID message explains that each crew member is to put something inside and then place them on the observation deck. At the end of the day, each crew takes a random box. A device that alters the gravity around a single object is used to make drinks, food, and gifts and float through the air. Everyone is encouraged to relax and have a good time. ☄ section t unfinished business, that's what There are many locations on the ship that are inaccessible, either because they are locked unless crew have clearance or for some an unknown reason. Section T is one of those such areas. Crew are known to get lost in this area, and hear voices, among other things. Having this brought to the Captain's attention, an expedition of sorts ghost hunters in space has been organized, and anyone who wishes to join will be paired up and sent in with their MIDs on alert to track their paths. Not long into the search, it will become clear that something, or someone, is displeased with the large number of people wandering through. Some unlucky crew will stumble across an apparition and those who are luckier won't. It's relatively harmless, and appears to only seek to scare everyone out of Section T. 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[cadeuces]

[ Angela would always catch him. She'd been forced to learn his "language" when he had attempted to hide his pains or skip out on physical therapy, or he didn't follow recommended care. Genji may have given her his fair amount of grief, but he had still been dear to her. He was still her friend. Her arms slip from about his shoulders and she draws back from the hug to seat herself back on her stool with her hands in his, hearing the fondness in his voice as he speaks of her. ]

I'm as stubborn as ever, no? Though I promise I'm not immortal; I've changed a little.

[ She had lost people dear to her, after all. And she had some part to play in what Gabriel is now. Six years away from her loved ones, minimal contact, Jesse having left her without a trace. They're not easy things to recover from, but she had done her best. Sometimes that's all one can do. His further reassurance that he's doing well and that he's happy is a balm, and her smile only widens and warms further, squeezing him right back. ]

All right, if we must. May I get your helmet and chestplate off?

[ Her hands slip from his and she moves to wash her hands, don gloves, and get everything needed for a very routine run of his vitals. Listen to his breathing and his heart, get his blood pressure, check for any damage from the pressure and arrival— any damage to his ears or burst vessels in his eyes, then check his limbs over and ensure no fine damage was hindering his processing or sense of touch. ]

[fallensparrow]

[He nods, moves into the process of removing the requested pieces of his armor as she prepares to check him over. The sounds are so familiar from his visits to her in the past, it's somewhat comforting at this point. Once his his helmet comes off she can see the amused look on his face for herself, a curl of his lips that comes with an ease that could never have happened before. It's a far cry from the trouble that weighed him down before.]

I never would have thought I'd see you putting off checking the health of another.

[Of course it's because he hasn't shown any urgent need for it, and this is the first time they've seen each other in... years, so it's nothing more than a tease. He's excited to catch up with her as well. Easier to do that with the necessities over with.

Not that they can't talk during it. Case in point, as he revisits a different topic - ]

Then I suppose it is more accurate to say the best parts of you haven't changed.

[The open fondness in his voice is reflected in his smile, nothing but warmth and affection.]

[cadeuces]

[ Her laugh is soft and easy when he's teasing her and she returns to her seat, warming her stethoscope in her palms as she's always done as she refuses to take her eyes from his face— entirely too fond, really, but it is so good to see him, and with the soft amusement there, it's an expression she's never seen on him. It suits him well. Everything about his new demeanor and outlook suits him— everything she knew he could be and more. With the chestplate off she reaches over to maneuver off the back piece as well, fingertips passing over his skin and pleased to see that the scarring hasn't tightened; still elastic and flexible. ]

I'll admit, I had a bit of catching up to do with you first before running headfirst into an exam. Deep breaths for me, dear.

[ The warmed end is pressed to his chest between slender fingers, her hand even warmer where it flattens against scarred skin and she closes her eyes to focus on listening, passing it over from one lung to the other on each set of inhale-exhale, then she's moving it to his back for much the same.

When she finishes and he's speaking again, her smile turns to something humble and she inclines her head in "defeat" before moving in to place a friendly little kiss to his temple once she's checked his eyes and turned his head to pick at the framing and check his ears as well. The smooch was in exchange for that warmth in his voice (and a distraction as she slides the blood pressure cuff up his arm, nestled higher than usual to reach his flesh-and-blood arm followed with the stethoscope pressed just below it as it begins to inflate.) ]

That is kind of you to say, Genji. You're going to make me blush!

[ She already is, really, the faintest dusting of pink rising to her cheeks, but it's elation more than anything. This couldn't even be classified as "flirting" for him; it's entirely fond and reverent, and she honestly isn't entirely sure how to handle it other than "with grace and humble deference". It would take some getting used to, this calmer and happier Genji, but she is looking forward to it with all her heart. Her attention turns back to measuring his blood pressure, which has always been something of a chore when done manually, but she can't trust the readings of his suit just yet. She'll compare her findings after to see how accurate his systems still are.

When it finally deflates, she slips it back off his arm and nods with a tiny pleased hum, glad that nothing has shown up yet. So far so good. Now she can move into checking over his body, head to toe. Opening panels where she can, getting a look at the readings and checking him over thoroughly (still, non-invasively). ]

I am so glad to see that you have changed; it seems as though it's been for the better. How have you been? What have you been up to?