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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through computers and electronic orders--nothing hands-on as it's considered beneath the inhabitants to indulge in such outdated means of interaction.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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thisavrou_ooc2015-12-05 08:35 pm
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Carefully Sam turned around, and though he knew Programs take on a lot of the characteristics of their Users, he was still struck by the amazing similarity between Tron and Alan. ]
Uh. Not exactly.
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[The last time he'd seen Sam, he'd only caught a glimpse of the User, firing at him from the gun turret of the light-jet as he pursued. Sam's shocked face had stared up at him as he pulled away, circling around, finding an angle to crash into Clu...]
[Tron forces himself to step forward again, cautiously. He's not sure how Sam will react to him.] It is... good to see you.
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Yeah. It's kind of cool to actually see you.
[ As opposed to a black featureless helmet. ]
...
[ After that the silence stretches until Sam closes it. ]
...so this is awkward.
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I'm glad to actually meet you.
[He nods, acknowledging that yes, it is awkward. He's not entirely sure how to approach Sam, not yet. Should he start with apologies? Surely Sam knows at least some of what happened to him, back on the Grid. Does Sam blame Tron for what Rinzler did? He'd have every right to, of course...]
Did you make it to the Portal? [It's the first question that surfaces, out of the queue forming in Tron's processor. Underlying that is far more, but foremost he needs to know if what he did worked, if Clu caught them, if he needs to feel even more guilty than he does.]
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The Portal is so not where Sam wanted to talk about. There's no way of saying that without getting into a lot of old scars, fresh wounds and more memories than Sam knew what to do with. Sam's hands tense into fists. ]
Yeah. We made it to the Portal.
[ Unfortunately, it wasn't just them. ]
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What happened? Tell me.
[He has to know. Needs to know. When he fell into the Sea he thought it was over, that he was derezzed, that there was no more for him. But awakening here, it's the one question that's remained at low-level in his functions, through everything.]
Please.
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Sam still didn't want to do this. Hell, he wasn't even sure he could. He closed his eyes, and tried; ]
We weren't shot out of the sky. But when we got there Clu was waiting for us.
[ Sam swallowed, tasted bile, and for the millionth time asked himself if there was anything he could have done different. And for the millionth time the answer is no. ]
Dad...Dad knew there were these plates that would cut the Portal off. And the Rectifier and Clu...Clu was making one last all-or-nothing play for Dad's disk. And I was just trying to get Dad home...
[ Sam could feel a suspicious prickling behind his eyes, so he squeezed them harder and ignored the rough quality in his voice. ]
They reintegrated. Clu and Dad. Only me and Quorra got in the Portal.
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