tdm 5

[hownkai]

T E S T D R I V E

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 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. ) 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through computers and electronic orders--nothing hands-on as it's considered beneath the inhabitants to indulge in such outdated means of interaction.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 living Fine 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. ☄ taken In 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. OUT OF CHARACTER INFO FAQ | LOCATIONS | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | NAVIGATION For mature or graphic content, please label. For questions, please direct them to the FAQ. As always, be kind and have fun!

Comments

[untodawn]

[ The soft clap of bare feet striking the hard floors is as natural as it was the most impossible thing he couldn't even scarcely imagine, all unfolding right in front of him. John stares at her, his feet frozen to the ground. He can see how her weight shifts as she moves or how the skin of her feet relent against the floor. He's seeing it, but he wasn't believing it. ]

H-

[ He stops himself from asking how this was even possible, again. From the tone of her voice when she spoke of the Ingress he surmised his own guess was as good as her's. Even stunned his mind was reeling. Was she alright? Did the effects of Rampancy translate to the brain? Could someone created from a cloned mind process the backslide from synthetic to organic. His knowledge of how a Riemann cycling-thought matrix works exactly is scarce but he doesn't know how Cortana is even handling this change. Let alone doing so all with a smile on her face. ]

You...

[ John takes a step back and shifts his weight from foot to foot, massive shoulders jostling in his MJOLNIR. Spartans rarely showed emotional distress through physical cues non-Spartans could pick up on, but this was one of their better known tells when faced with an unknown.

Gently, slowly he moves his hands on her shoulders. Her solid, real shoulders. There was a thousand things to say but the obvious was all he could relay as a coherent thought. ]

You must be cold.

[gladiumetscutum]

[ She waits for him to make the next move. To say the next words. But he seems to struggle, and she can't blame him. She's still having a hard time believing this so she completely understands him having just as difficult a time with it.

She waits patiently as he starts, then stops, then repeats the process again, still just smiling up at him. This is a good thing, even if it's bewildering, and she's sure he'll see that. Once he's recovered from the shock that she can easily read in his movements. But god, she can actually see his movements and read them from sight instead of just registering them through his MJOLNIR. Just another thing that thrills her.

Then his hands are on her shoulders, and for a brief moment, she nearly shudders at the touch. It's... It's something else, being touched by someone after spending so long as something holographic, unable to feel a thing. She takes a long moment to simply enjoy the feeling of the touch before she peers back up at him, amusement taking up her expression at the words that he finally manages to get out. ]

I am. But it's exhilarating! I can actually be cold!

[ Cortana doesn't care if it's an unpleasant feeling, because it's a feeling. Something she's been dying for. ]

I see you're as good with opening lines as ever, though.