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Survival is the exception
"living is an act of courage."

THROUGH THE INGRESS

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 rocky planet.

Former crew of the Moira are there to greet you, and it’s a grim message they have to share. The Moira has crashed and is beyond repair, but there’s good news... the destination the crew has been heading towards for over a year? You’re standing on it. But before you get into exploration and survival, it’s best to deal with the effects of coming through a broken Ingress.

☄ slip and trip
find your footing fast
Coming through the Ingress has left your character with one of three changes - an age slip, a form of body horror, or an extreme weakness. The first, the age slip, will mean that the character is either older or younger and this change can’t be rectified during their first month in game. The second, body horror, comes in the form of an alteration to the character's body due to whatever they were carrying at the time they came through. If they were wearing a watch, it’s now fused to their wrist, clothes are permanent, knifes replace fingers, and many other alterations (anything goes) and it lasts the first month as well. The third, extreme weakness, can be a mental or physical decrease - weaker arms, legs, or the weaker ability to talk or do math.

ooc: the choice of change is up to each player and this prompt can be game canon.

☄ introductions aren’t awkward
as long as you don’t shake their hand too long
A new planet. Physical and mental changes. Talk of a ship that crashed and a Hub that is home to the ‘creators’ of a technology you’ve never heard of. A lot is happening and the best way to sort through it is by getting to know the Moira’s crew. They’ll help you settle in and get you any care you might need, all the while informing you that the group is on its way to the center of the hub. Something that might seem mundane is an absolute necessity for survival. Ask a seasoned space traveling veteran for answers and guidance.

ooc: this prompt can be game canon.

☄ dealer's choice
just make the right one
Characters have the option of coming through an Ingress that is any possible location on this planet. It can be inside a cave, at the top of a rock formation, etc. This means you can have your character have to climb or slide down, have them yelling for help, and have other characters see them and come to their aid. Your character's arrival is completely up to you, and since this is a unique situation that hasn't happened before, go nuts with it!

ooc: this prompt can be game canon.

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[ it's ronan's adam. holy shit, it's seriously ronan's adam. ronan's adam, who he was certain would leave him behind thinking he'd been abandoned, who ronan thought he'd never see again, who ronan's so stupid in love with, holy shit.

ronan's going to crap himself.

time for another weird moment with uncle andyr - his hands come up, touching either side of adam's head, as a huge grin spreads across his face. ] Yes.

[ it's unclear if that's supposed to be an answer to adam's question, or just an exclamation of victory, but andyr whips around too quickly to clarify. ]

Follow. [ just that, and he starts off towards the jeeps, stopping after a few steps to look back, waving adam along impatiently. come on, world ruler, you have a boyfriend to save. ]

[Adam tenses at the other suddenly touching him but the grin makes him relax. The guy doesn't seem like a threat. Maybe everything is fine -- except the fact that his watch is fused into his skin. That's not really fine.]

Okay. [Adam will follow anywhere if he thinks Ronan is going to be where ever it is they're going so he doesn't hesitate to do so even though he's feeling almost numb from the amount of shocks that have just occurred.

Maybe it was Ronan's dream still after all... but if that was so why couldn't he feel Cabeswater?]

[ good, not throwing a fit about it, because andyr's bad at calming people down or deescalating basically anything. it's sort of adorable, the way he follows with only having heard his name. whatever ronan thought about this boy leaving him behind was clearly a load of crap.

hopefully, at least. ronan deserves someone willing to follow him to the ends of the earth. he deserves a chance at a life. hopefully, that's this boy. curious and eager for proof on how all this works, he turns, walking backwards as he leads, to face Adam. ]

How long has he been gone for you back home? Did you notice him gone at all?

[The questions are, to say the least, a little unsettling and Adam's not very trusting by nature but he wants to get to Ronan.

Ronan is here.

That's all that matters to him and so reluctantly he answers the questions.]

He wasn't gone... I was scrying into one of his dreams and then... [A shrug.]

[ So the others were right in that time doesn't move when you're taken by the Ingress. Or, rather, you don't really move from time. Maybe they're the ones frozen? whatever, he's too dumb for this shit.

the point is, he was right, and ronan wasn't, so boo hoo. ]

That thing you came through, that's an Ingress. It's like a multiversal teleporter, but gone batshit. One of them pulled us here - Ronan's been around about a couple months. [ a quick rundown of the situation, the rest Ronan can explain. welcome committee isn't is thing. ]

He said you'd think he abandoned you, 'cause he's a dumbass.

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[Well that made sense.

Except not.]

Oh. Okay. [Adam shakes his head and with the hand isn't weirdly fused with his watch he runs his fingers through his hair.]

A couple months? What? [Jesus, time really was fucking weird.]

Is he okay?

[ ask your boyfriend later, okay, he's just the messenger/lover delivery boy. ]

Right, a couple months. S'Why he figured you'd think he left. [ they've only heard from people who left and came back that they returned to the same point in time, as if they never left, but that wasn't really enough proof for either ronan or andyr.

as for if he's okay, well. relatively speaking, right now - ]

Yeah. He's fine. [ turning back the way he's headed, they can likely see the hastily slapped together vehicles not far. ]

[Adam wonders exactly what that meant that they'd been separated that long and Adam hadn't even known it. Had Ronan been pulled from his dream but just earlier? He runs his fingers through his hair again and then drops his arm back down, instead rubbing fingertips over where the watch is fused into his skin.

So weird. He's trying not to actually think about it too much or he'll really start to panic and that wouldn't be good.]

Okay. [If Ronan is fine then somehow everything's going to be okay for him too. He's barely paying attention to where they're going though. This Andyr guy could be leading him into a trap for all he knew.]

[ he seems like he’s in some kind of shock, but that’s fine. He can figure it out with ronan, and if he needs more help, andyr’s pretty sure there was a division of crew for handling emotional problems. The point is: not his problem. For the rest of the swift walk towards the vehicles, andyr’s quiet, checking over his shoulder now and again to make sure he didn’t lose his follower.

When they start to approach the BMW he can spot Ronan’s shaved head poking out of, just around the propped up hood, Andyr purposefully moves his body to cover Adam up, a hand waving him back there to wait, as he shouts out. ]

Hey, Egghead! You’re about to owe me a fuck ton of money.

[ money he definitely forgot to bet on the whole ‘i’ll never see the boy i love again’ crap they’d argued over, but whatever, technicalities. With a hand reaching for Adam’s shoulder, he guides the kid around in front of him, and gives him a gentle push towards Ronan. ]

Merry Christmas, jackass.

[Ronan, who definitely does not remember promising any amount of money to anyone for any reason, pulls his head out from under the hood and turns to yell a good-natured:]

Go fuck yourself, And -

[And that's when Adam comes into view, and whatever Ronan was saying dies on his lips. He's hit with such a wave of dizziness that it feels as though he's just swallowed one of Kavinsky's pills. His brain tells his eyes there's an error in communication. He'd given up hope on seeing Adam again, so surely Adam cannot be here.

When he blinks, Adam is still there.]

Oh.

[Ronan takes a few uneasy steps closer, moving like he's sure his legs will give out at any moment - which wouldn't be a surprise, because that is actually a side effect of the pills Kavinsky's been giving him. But Ronan manages to keep his footing, and Adam will find him looking more or less like he did during their final night together, plus some stubble and about half an inch of growth in hair and a few fresh scars carved into his face. Clearly he had nightmares at some point.]

Did I dream you?

[He has to ask, though a dream thing couldn't possibly answer with any certainty. But how else can Adam be here?]

[If Adam is perfectly honest, he might have forgotten that Andyr is there to the moment he sees Ronan. Suddenly, it's not hard to believe he'd been there for months before Adam got there even though his Ronan had only been away from him for a few hours of sleep.

Was this Ronan his Ronan? His brows knit as he can't help but wonder at that but there's more pressing matters.

Like the fact the other is asking him if he dreamed him. WHich how would he even know if he had? All of this feels not real and too real at the same time.]

If you did, I'm going to get you for this. [He holds up his arm with the fused watch, staring at Ronan.]

This isn't one of your dreams, though, right? [It didn't feel like Ronan's dream. And again, he can't really feel Cabeswater or the ley lines anymore. Something was wrong.]

Mary mother of fuck -

[Ronan immediately seizes Adam's hand, holding his wrist up close for inspection. That... absolutely looks like a dream gone wrong.]

Fix it.

[He's not talking to Adam. If this was a dream, then the world would bend to his will. Ronan's eyes remain focused on Adam's arm, waiting for a sign of change. When nothing happens, he meets Adam's gaze.]

Be real.

[That one, he's begging of Adam as well as the universe.]

[Ronan's hand feels so real on his and Adam really doesn't think that any part of this or them could be a dream after that touch. He's staring at Ronan so many changes since he'd just seen him last night.]

Ronan... [He exhales because nothing changed and that had to be confirmation enough that this was reality or some form of reality.]

I'm real, Lynch. You've been here months? [The confusion is clear in his eyes. How has Ronan been here so long? What even is this place really...]

One of the broken Ingresses started spitting people out.

[ Andyr speaks up from several feet away, for the sake of Ronan needing an explanation, both for Adam being here, and the issue with the watch. It isn't hurting him, and a trip to medbay, once they have a chance to set it back up, ought to fix it.

But seeing that the two of them have apparently reached some even ground, where they can just be happy to see each other, Andyr figures it's time to leave them to whatever questions and personal matters they need to sort. He's just happy to see Ronan's had one of those impossible tragedies amended.

Stepping back, he's relatively quiet as he takes his leave. Ronan knows how to find him if he needs him. ]

[Ronan hears Andyr's explanation, and he nods slightly in acknowledgement, but it doesn't quite dispel the feeling that he may have actually fucked up a dream. Andyr disappears while Ronan is still fixed on Adam, but they'll see each other soon. They've been sleeping together, after all.

In the meantime, he answers Adam:]

I don't know how long I've been here. God, Parrish... I thought...

[He doesn't need to finish the thought, does he? Obviously he thought he'd die without seeing Adam again. He turns Adam's hand over and brings it to his lips, kissing Adam's knuckles with surreptitious reverence before anyone else can see it.]

[There's a vague realization that Andyr is gone and Adam knew that he'd probably need to apologize later for being rude to someone he'd just met but he was too focused on Ronan.

He stares as Ronan kisses his knuckles and he wants to lean in and press his lips to his. It's startling and somewhat unsettling to have Ronan take his hand because seeing him kiss his knuckles like that the painful memories start to flood back to the surface.

Gently Adam pulls his hand away, glancing around and he still wants to just lean in and press his lips to Ronan's.]

How is this...[Because he also doesn't want to think about what Ronan could mean.]

I don't know. I don't really get any of it. And you don't even know the half of it. It's...

[God, where does he even begin to explain?

Fuck it. He'll explain later. He's too preoccupied with staring at Adam, drinking in the sight of him. Most of the details seem correct. Besides the fused elements, this is an accurately-constructed Adam. Enough to make Ronan's heart ache. He can't be out in the open like this, vulnerable like this.

Turning, Ronan beckons for Adam to follow him to the BMW. This, Adam will probably notice immediately, is a dream thing. The race tires have been replaced by tires more suitable to rough terrain, and something about the car overall seems bulked up in preparation for hard travel.

Ronan throws the door open and climbs into the backseat, expecting Adam to follow suit.]

[Adam follows Ronan silently and then furrows his brows when he sees the replica of Ronan's BMW. It's not quite right but there's something familiar about it too that he appreciates seeing just as much as he appreciates seeing Ronan here in this strange place.

He can't imagine what it would have been like to be lost here and then not find Ronan -- how has Ronan managed? He presses his lips a little to keep from asking the question out loud, not yet.

Climbing into the backseat, he glances toward the front and he remembers trying to sleep in the passenger seat. It's clear enough that he's gotten lost in his thoughts by the pensive look on his face and he's hesitant to touch Ronan memories far too fresh in his mind.

Is he safe here? Is Ronan safe?]

[Ronan assumes that most of Adam's shock is the same shock he felt at first, the shock of being torn from his universe with no promise of return. They've seen a thousand impossible things, but this reality seems the most impossible of all.

When Adam doesn't turn to him, Ronan reaches for him instead, cupping him gently by the face to redirect his attention. Then he leans in and presses his lips to Adam's, a soft kiss full of questions. Ronan loves Adam. Does Adam love Ronan? Andyr had asked him once, and Ronan couldn't answer him because he didn't know. He'd been ripped away from Adam before he could ascertain the answer.]

[The kiss makes Adam's heart clench painfully and then swell with the vast array of emotions that he felt. He's scared that he doesn't really understand love and friendship, that he doesn't understand all the things that Ronan already knows well because their lives had been so different. The thoughts were still there even as he kisses him back, more of the ache adding to the earnest way he kisses him back than maybe he wants to show.]

You weren't gone. [He whispers against Ronan's lips, tilting his head and nuzzling his cheek.]

[Ronan can feel the pain in that kiss. In that first moment, he assumes it's because they've been apart for ages, and Adam either missed him or...

- Wait. He wasn't gone?]

I didn't disappear? The night of my birthday, I stayed with you?

[Thank God. Thank God. Thank God. He'd thought of it so often, how Adam might have felt when he blinked and found Ronan suddenly gone. If he would think it was the result of some fucked-up magic, or - worse - whether he'd think it was Ronan himself playing some cruel joke. More than anything, he hated the idea that Adam would think he'd been abandoned, when what Ronan wanted more than anything was to make sure Adam never felt like he was alone in the world ever again.

Ronan's hands slide back, thumbs stroking Adam's cheeks as he stays close and basks in Adam's warmth and the feeling of Adam's breath against his skin and life restored and his heart filled and this piece of his soul returned to him.]

[Adam's both relieved and distressed when suddenly its clear Ronan isn't the Ronan he had just been with... He didn't know.

But he felt slightly distraught that hes alone with the memories of what happens after that night. He tries to hide it but he can't look Ronan in the eyes or it feels like he'll be able to read his mind.]

You had me sleep in Declan's room. [He'd been a bit irritated about it at the time.]

I don't remember that.

[Though it absolutely sounds like what he would do. Ronan draws back just enough to catch Adam's gaze, palms still cradling his face. He's searching Adam's eyes for something. Something he doesn't want to name. He's no mind-reader, it's just that they're of one mind.]

Well you did. [He tries to smile but he's still trying to avoid meeting his gaze directly. Adam's still not touching Ronan either. His hands clasping each other and pressed between his thighs as if trapping them.]

But we were okay. [He assures, leaning to kiss him again because it's a bit easier to hide that way.]

[It almost works. Ronan's mind goes pleasantly hazy whenever their lips meet, and all he really wants to do is kiss Adam and kiss him again and kiss him again. He could live the moment of their kiss forever.

But something is wrong.

Ronan's hands drop to Adam's shoulders. And then they slip further, over Adam's biceps and down his forearms until they finally come to rest over Adam's own clasped hands.

Ronan isn't an idiot. He knows what it means.]

No.

[Not a statement of disbelief, but an order: No, the demon doesn't have Adam. Cannot. Will not.]

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