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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 ownThere 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. ) ERIS — 6578
Welcome to one of the sister Eris planets. This one, unlike many of its counterparts, is incredibly high dollar. For visiting individuals, it is mandatory to wear clothes befitting of such a status. For those aboard the Moira, it means discarding work attire for the formal wear they have been provided. Characters will find the temperature moderately cold, a late fall to early winter feel, and their outwear must reflect the prestige Eris—6578 is universally known for. Any sort of trading is strictly done through computers and electronic orders--nothing hands-on as it's considered beneath the inhabitants to indulge in such outdated means of interaction. Unlike most systems, money is needed to purchase things on Eris. The captains have given the crew unlimited credits; with each transaction, simply "pay" with the MID. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. )
☄ lavish livingFine dining? The movies? Or perhaps gambling? Whatever your tastes, Eris caters to everyone and everything—the more expensive, the better. There is no limit to what can be done when one has the money to spend, and this lifestyle reflects in the people and surroundings. Even sex is a very ornate process held to the highest discretion. Feel free to indulge, but know that it isn't without its consequences.
☄ takenIn its underbelly, Eris—6578's main function is the trade and trafficking of bodies for one of two purposes: to be placed in a situation where you are made to kill for another's enjoyment or are tortured and killed based on the client's personal tastes. Each scenario is designed to fit the paying customer's predilections and is often carried out in places secured and private. Remember, money is no object. Therefore, the extent of what they do or make you do has no boundaries either.
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ania solo | star wars legacy
[ She's been on big ships before so navigating around wasn't too bad. It was just a lot of walking getting around. It's nice though, better than the heap of metal she's used to traveling and especially nice when she can move two steps without jamming her knee into her assassin robot friend or getting way too close to her ex-Imperial Knight manfriend. She finally gets to the Tower where the navigation controls are and practically shouts. ]
Now that's more like it! Maybe if I'm lucky, I can find out where the hell I am.
[ Well. She can dream anyway. Her fingers trace over the screens and buttons. She knows how to take apart a machine, any machine, probably. But to work it, she always had Sauk. Smiling sheepishly, she asks someone nearby her. ]
Hey, can you show me--?
MOIRA; mess hall
[ She feels like she hasn't eaten in days! Running from the Imperial Knights and some Sith bastard and the whole blasted Triumvirate has been exhausting. Ania doesn't remember the last time she actually sat down and ate food- real, hot food!- and had the time to even drink.
She plops down with a big plate of something, some strange looking meat and vegetable root thing (whatever, it's food) and forgets about the people around her. Or she would if the gravity hasn't been acting up, her cup floats out of her reach and caught her between bites. She is biting down on a piece of meat with one hand stretching to grab at the cup, too ambitious to let it go and retrieve the cup. Please lend a hand, that's precious alcohol in there! ]
ERIS — 6578; taken!
[ Blast it, she is so tired of being chained up, poisoned, being fed to giant spiders, being chased in acid rain, being locked in small compartments. Maybe she didn't want a normal, safe life but this is getting ridiculous. She bangs her fists on the cell door, and when her fists got too painful, she starts kicking at it. ]
C'mon, anyone out there! You're all going to regret this when I get out of here!
Re: ania solo | star wars legacy
That's actually the Com panel for talking with Navigation. The one next to it tracks objects that cross the ship's path. An alarm should go off if something's projected path will result in a collision.