( 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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[sickbays]

[ Leonard, for the most part, ignores that little bit about finding something to entertain himself with. He doesn't want the man here any more than he has to be, but he has protocol, and he's not going to deviate from it just because this guy can't sit still for more than five minutes at a time.

He purses his lips. ]

I'll get you your uniform in a moment, you can change into that. [ And scrub himself down, if he feels it necessary. Bones doesn't really care as long as he's not smearing blood all over the place. He flips the tricorder shut and reaches over for his tablet to tap in a few notes. ]

Pardon me for bein' a skeptic. [ He retorts, dryly, then sighs. ] So you're the fallen angel Lucifer?

[fallin1]

[ Bones really has no idea. For an immortal being with nothing but time on his hands, he is endlessly intrigued by everything and plagued with the desire himself to do virtually everything. Everything so long as it isn't boring. He's lived thousands of lifetimes, if not more, and he still acts quite like a child in a sweet shop. ]

What? No towel bath? Sharing the shower? [ He has to at least ask. Surely the good doctor sees something he likes. ]

Yes. Rebel. Cast out. Lord of Hell. Well, former Lord of Hell on that count. I'm retired. I was living happily in Los Angeles until I wound up here.

Do you know how long it has been since I've been in space? Ages, honestly. I'm excited to see what you lot and other assorted creatures have gotten up to!

[sickbays]

Why, have you suddenly become an invalid? [ He's never looking when he's on the clock, not in that fashion. Not that he's looking in a literal sense either at the moment, with his head still hunched over the tablet, punching in a few more things before he finally draws his unconcerned attention back up. ]

Tryin' to kill ourselves in new and horrific ways, apparently. [ He grumbles, answering that last bit even though it wasn't posed as a question. ]

As if this place wasn't enough of a hell already. [ Now it really is, with actual devil on board. Not that Bones is about to take the man for his word on that, but he concedes to it, because he doesn't want to ask for proof. If there is any. ]

[fallin1]

The retiree bit? Goodness, no. I was only tired of being dear old Dad's scapegoat for all eternity, so I decided to call it quits. [ This one is going to be a difficult one. He's not sure if complex, or just avoidant, honestly. He look forward to finding out. ]

Are we? How unfortunate. [ Oh, but then he makes the comment about enough of a hell already, and it dawns on him that he must think to be putting him in the position of responsibility. How typical. ] No don't start with that. That's boring. What you lot get up to on you own is none of my concern.

If this place is a hell, or becoming more of one, then I have had no hand in that.

[ Said as he crosses his arms over his chest indignantly. ]

[sickbays]

[ Bones isn't going to give him a chance to. Not if he can help it, anyway. If it were up to him, this'd be the last they'd see of each other, and Bones could go on with his life in blissful ignorance, not knowing whether this guy was pulling his leg or telling the truth.

Either way, he doesn't seem all that empathetic. ]

Make sure it stays that way, then. [ This ship is awful enough without the people on board making it worse. At the least the captains have been trying to do a little more with that, to get the crew to stop from lopping each other's heads off, in a literal and figurative sense. It hasn't helped a whole lot, but it's something. ]

We've had enough trouble on board the way it is. If you ask around, I'm sure someone'll be willin' to tell you all about it. [ Not him, though. He's busy, and not interested. ] If you wanna clean yourself off in the bathroom, I'll get you a uniform you can change into.

[fallin1]

You lot seem to give me an awful lot of the wrong sort credit. I think you misunderstand what it is I'm meant to do. I punish evil. I'm not actually evil. So, unless someone decides to venture into the territory of the guilty, you have nothing at all to worry about from me.

[ Honestly. Why does he have to keep going over this? He is so done with people dragging his name through the mud thanks to his Father. It's entirely too much sometimes. ]

But not you, is that it? Playing hard to get, all right, I'll play your game for now, but you haven't seen the last of me. [ He stands once the doctor is done with his examination, and smirks in his direction, eyes raking over him. ] Unless, of course, you'd care to join me while I clean up?

[sickbays]

I'll believe it when I see it. [ The you have nothing at all to worry about from me part. That seems completely unlikely. Not because of the person Lucifer claims to be, or what he's wrongly been accused of doing, but because Leonard's anxious tendencies. There are very few things that he doesn't worry about, it's just his nature.

His frown deepens a bit when the other man flashes a smirk. ]

Do I look like a doctor with all kinds of time on my hands? No, just shower yourself off and get your ass out of my medbay. [ And don't come back unless it's important. Like someone's dying or lost a limb important. The doctor gives the man a pointed stare, before turning back to take his tricorder from the medical tray. ]

[fallin1]

I'll make it my very special mission here to prove it to you then. [ He does like a good challenge, and he did give the actual clothes off of his back to a homeless man one day. He can certainly convince the good doctor that he isn't evil incarnate. ]

How very unfortunate that you don't. Isn't there some nurse that could take over for you, or get you time off? [ Very well, he knows when he isn't wanted, or rather, the Detective and Sir Douche introduced him to such things. It isn't something he enjoys, really. He'll have to remedy this. ]

But, I suppose I'll shower on my own, and get to know you better later. Fast friends, isn't that the term?