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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 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through computers and electronic orders--nothing hands-on as it's considered beneath the inhabitants to indulge in such outdated means of interaction.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.

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On the Moira - Mess hall

[Shiemi isn't entirely sure all this food is edible- those look like potatoes, she thinks, except they're blue and she's pretty sure there aren't any blue potatoes. She pokes at the food a little dubiously, but- there isn't any food to waste, presumably, and after a long moment she tries a small amount of it.]

Oh, i-it isn't as bad as it looks!

On the Moira - In the Gardens

[Shiemi is blissfully getting into a trimming back, mostly. She didn't really ask if she could, which was probably a little bad of her, but- it's been a while since she could really spend time in a garden. She missed it, quite a lot, especially in the sterile confines of the ship.

She does have to stop every now and again to spend time gently petting a tiny kitten before shooing it away, but mostly- she's too absorbed to really notice much, including the smudge of dirt across one cheek or anyone approaching.]

On Eris

[Eris is far too big and flashy. If any of her friends were here, Shiemi would be much more comfortable, but as it is... even the shops she barely looks at. She's wearing her kimono, the most formal thing she owns, and it makes her very out of place amongst the flashier alien styles of the inhabitants.

For a moment she feels very lonely- if Rin was here, he'd be into everything, and the lack of him hurts a little. But then again, if Rin was here, he wouldn't be moping, either, and- Shiemi needs to try harder, obviously. She takes a deep breath, standing upright.]

I- can do this. I just need to learn to be stronger.

On Eris, later

[Eris isn't a very tree-filled place, so the sudden appearance of a tree- or at least, a large dome-shaped collection of branches- in the middle of an alley should be an oddity. A tree being attacked by a group of people should really be drawing attention, but for some reason no-one is risking coming down the alley.

Shiemi's familiar is tiring and her sheltering branches are getting very thin. It's enough to override Shiemi's natural reserve, and she screams loudly, trying to attract attention.]

[Danny's not a picky eater, he doesn't eat very much so there isn't a lot to complain about. He gets distracted easily, doesn't remember, though it's harder to forget to eat here when the days have more of a routine. He has to work and no one knows him here, who he is or what the papers said about him.

It's refreshing and terribly lonely all at the same time. There aren't any spies in space. Not the tall and handsome kind that he wishes were around. The point is he does a certain number of things each day and eating has become habit.

Except it's not lonely, really, because there are people all around and one such person is speaking in his general direction about the blue potatoes.]

Do you not have blue potatoes where you come from? [Danny didn't, but.] I was hoping they hadn't turned south somehow, but maybe it's the way all potatoes are here.

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Shiemi Moriyama | Blue Exorcist

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