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Survival is the exception
"living is an act of courage."
THROUGH THE INGRESSThe 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 tripfind your footing fastComing 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 awkwardas long as you don’t shake their hand too longA 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 choicejust make the right oneCharacters 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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thisavrou_ooc2016-12-02 06:24 pm
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Oh really. Well, I am very persuasive. And have an excellent penthouse, as you know, since you basically designed it. Not to mention my stellar 24/7 company.
[ ... Okay, maybe that's the opposite of selling the idea. That must not be how he pitched it in reality. NTS: rework that slightly. ]
Well, I say we re-instate Friday date nights, for those Fridays when there isn't a life or death crisis looming on the horizon. Which, believe it or not, happens occasionally.
[ Not... lately, granted, but. Sometimes.
His arms don't grow tired while in the armor, at least not when carrying Pepper Potts sized things, but the sight of camp coming into view is a relief regardless. It means medical attention, water, and - hopefully - appropriate footwear. ]
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[ Her smile is all affection. His 24/7 company was hardly disagreeable, much as Tony likes to insist so -- if anything, she'd had to drag him out of the workshop more than once to take a breather and spend some time with her, too. The gentle fondness only lasts for so long before her smile takes on a certain sassy slant that always heralds some smart comment or another. ]
You also solemnly swore to never ever touch my art ever again.
[ Artgate will never go away, sorry. She opens her mouth to interject regarding his suggestion about date nights, but he answers the quip on the tip of her tongue in the same sentence. Huffing a breathy little laugh, she shakes her head a little. ]
Oh good, because my next question would have been whether such Fridays even exist here.
[ She's not opposed to this plan, btw. ]
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[ Yes, they're gonna carry this argument to their GRAVES. Exhibit A: already carrying it through time and space.
AnywAY, MOVING ON. ]
Whatever, point is. I solemnly swear to show you the best time imaginable on a desolate not-planet... thing. I've worked with less.
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[ And he gave it away in ten seconds HUFF yes you could say she's still mad!! It wouldn't be them if they didn't argue about something, let's be real.
Yes, moving on. She glances about the vast barrenness of the place, not really seeing anything but a big, dark blur. As much as she has faith in Tony, this looks a bit disheartening. ]
That looks like no small feat, if I'm honest with you. [ And she usually is. ]
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By the time they arrive in the medical tent proper, Tony very carefully deposits Pepper on the first empty cot he can find. He may not be any kind of doctor, but he can at least fetch her one of their few water bottles, which he wastes no time doing. He counter-quips as he's passing it to her. ]
Is that a challenge? Just watch. I'm gonna pull out all the stops -
Uh, once I figure out which day is Friday.
[ The last few days - weeks? - have been a bit of a blur. Understandably. ]
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No, I know better than to challenge you when it comes to being ridiculous and extravagant.
[ She softens the barb with a warm smile, teasing as always. She grows more serious soon, though, toying with the cap of the bottle absently as she gazes at him. She knows that out of the two of them she's probably worse off right now, but she can't help the gentle concern in her tone when she asks her question. ]
Are you okay, Tony? Honestly? You said it's been six months.
[ She can't even imagine the things he must have been through, if today is of any indication. ]
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He orders the armor open so that he can step out of it, then drags an upturned crate in front of the cot so that he can deposit himself on top of it. He even manages to mostly ignore how every muscle in his body protests the movements. ]
Yeah, well, y'know...
[ He probably owes Pepper something more than a blatantly false "fine, just peachy," but there's also no good way to explain some of the shit he's seen in the time they've been apart. Violent invasions, slave trade, murder games, being drugged up on an alien planet for a year, bizarre space-time anomalies, shipwrecks...
Yeah, that's information he can break to her gradually, if at all. Ever. He fidgets with his hands and hopes she doesn't notice. ]
Let's just say it's been a long-ass six months.
[ That's as much of a concession as he's capable of, really. ]
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She notices how he fidgets, of course. Once he falls silent, she reaches across the scant space between them and lays her hand over his, fingers curling gently around his calloused ones. ]
That sounds a lot like "no". [ She gives a tiny smile, sympathetic. ]
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His hand twitches briefly beneath hers before it twists, properly tangling their fingers together. It's cliché as fuck, but with that one simple movement, he suddenly feels more well-balanced than he has in weeks. Good thing there aren't any mind readers around right now.
He quirks an eyebrow at her, going for casual. ]
More okay now, all of a sudden.
[ SMOOTH AS ICE. Someone get him a medal. ]
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[ It's wry and fond, her lips pulling into a smirk even as she tightens her grip and squeezes his hand gently, her thumb stroking up and down along his. ]
That was almost a little charming of you. Whom have you been practicing on?
[ Now she's just giving him a hard time because that's how she rolls. He's still a terrible flirt, for sure, but she knows she never has reason to doubt his devotion to her. ]
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He gives her a sly look that really isn't all that sly. ]
I'm afraid to give names. You're a dangerous woman, Ms. Potts.
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This silly banter is infinitely better than facing the reality right now. ]
Oh, it's true. I might fly into a fit, maybe throw things. It would be an ugly, ugly scene-- completely terrible.
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A grin momentarily breaks through - he can't help it - but then he's rearranging his expression into something carefully contemplative, like he's suddenly seriously considering this scenario. He leans forward, conspiratorial. ]
... You know what? I take it back. Start with somebody named Hawke.
[ But really, jokes aside, the thought of Pepper in the same room with some of the fools he's befriended around here is too beautiful to pass up. ]
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Why do I suddenly feel like you're manipulating me for your own ends, here.
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Would I ever do that? C'mon. I defer to your authority 100%.
[ There's lengthy pause, where he worries his lower lip and considers that previous statement. ]
... Okay, 70%.
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Good boy. :') ]
Oh, wow. Seventy is actually generous, coming from you. [ Twelve percent, oh my god ]
So, how many people do I need to apologize on you behalf, here? Or should I just go straight for the PSA type of thing, you have been here for six months...
[ With no supervision, is the implication. ]