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❪ test drive #6 ❫
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YOUR STORY BEGINS  The Storm came. You remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that. You don't know how long you slept, but the dreams were short. You remember the expanse of stars and galaxies in your direct view. Every world and solar system ever known to man was present in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You also witnessed the Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. Your Earth and similar planets were assimilated by the Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of your world. That was when she told you what happened. You knew that you'd be living somewhere new. The details weren't clear, but you knew it was a part of a deal with the entity known as Darma. Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station. Your body is still cold; it all felt like a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't —
CLEAN-UP CREW  While everything has wound down significantly from the strife and destruction of battle, the frozen image of Ysverai, the massive, rotten dragon, and the hole he tore in El Nysa's sky, on several screens of the station is a constant reminder of what took place. New and old refugees alike will notice that prolonged exposure to these images will leave them with a disquiet that gradually builds to actual pain. The discomfort starts from a crawling sensation, insects over skin, and gradually becomes unbearable. They will begin to hear the cries of Ysverai’s pain and suffering, first whispers, then echoes, then wails. Even after Refugees tear their eyes away from this footage, a strange itching sensation remains beneath their skin for several minutes. The dragon isn’t a matter for them to deal with, however. Darma made it clear that the Natha will find a solution. For now, everyone is encouraged to assist in the clean-up of the cities currently frozen in time. However, in interest of the current events and the fact that the refugees still have much to prepare for, they will be offering this help remotely. Several stations are set up where refugees can remote control drones to map out areas and pick up some of the lighter weight debris. Those more well versed technology are encouraged to assist those who may be having trouble getting started with the unfamiliar Natha tech. It seems like it’ll definitely take some getting used to, though. On the bright side, they’re pretty durable drones so if at first you don’t succeed, press the next button? To keep morale high during the clean-up efforts, one of the Natha have set up large hoops around dumpsites and a scoreboard program in the control room, though there's no sign of any directions or rules to be found. That's right, you can play a mechanized version of… some sort of game while you're helping clean up El Nysa. Just make sure you don't get too carried away with competitive spirit! For those looking to pilot something more heavy-duty, there are also cockpits set up for remote control piloting of basic mecha. These are very similar to the VR simulations offered on the station. However, they will not work without a partner. To be able to successfully move one of these, two refugees will be required to connect their minds and pilot in tandem. This may be a daunting task, but with the extensive structural damage to the cities, it's a necessary one. Piloting will require trust and cooperation to make it through. The more connected the pilots are, the more agile and powerful their mecha will be. For those who can’t seem to get on the same page, coordination will be a pipe dream. PROBLEMS WITH THE SHIP  By now it’s likely clear to all refugees, new and old, that for all that they may appear to be infinitely powerful, the Natha Orbiters have been shaken by the recent events on El Nysa. The details of Ysverai’s revival were somehow obscured from their view, and while they’re focusing their efforts on the planet, certain… abnormalities again begin to arise on Thesa Station. The most prevalent of the problems plaguing the Station are the malfunctioning doors. Walking through a door that should lead to a bedroom or kitchen (or, for the truly unfortunate, a toilet) will suddenly take refugees somewhere entirely different and possibly even new. And while this may lead to some accusations of breaking and entering, at least these mishaps can be quickly rectified by an apology and a hasty exit. That is, unless the door refuses to open again — the locks also seem to be malfunctioning. Still, those that find themselves transported somewhere familiar, though off-limits, should consider themselves lucky. Thesa Station is far more vast than most refugees are aware, and some of them might find themselves wandering into a uniquely sticky laboratory. This area appears to serve no purpose other than to house dozens of slimes. These slimes appear not only in a variety of fun colours, but with a variety of not-so-fun abilities ranging from harmless (spitting bubbles) to deadly (spitting fire). Regardless of what abilities a slime possesses however, they are all relentlessly friendly, and characters will need to be careful not to accidentally bringing one out with them once they manage to escape. Unfortunately, that’s not the only situation to escape from. Whether it’s in the mess hall or the bathroom, many will find themselves suddenly rising off the ground. … with everything else in the room, too! It seems like gravity control is also on the fritz. Fortunately, most open spaces aboard the station have a small control panel that can correct these effects. The only problem is getting there. Hopefully at least one of you refugees took that anti-gravity safety course. SUMMER TURNS TO WINTER  The news that the refugees should begin preparations for a return to El Nysa may come as a surprise given that the planet still remains frozen, but it appears there is one community that has somehow withstood Darma’s intervention: an area known as Nadril where time continues to flow freely. Not much information is available regarding this destination, other than the fact that it is isolated, and, more importantly, that it is cold. (Maybe characters should consider the malfunctioning thermostat plunging the temperature to below zero in certain areas on the station as preparation for their upcoming journey!) There are other resources available for those itching to take action, of course. There will be a new supply pack delivered to each room containing gear meant to withstand freezing temperatures — both clothing and storage gear to keep water rations from freezing. Characters will also be alerted to new training programs available in the VR room that are designed to assist with survival in the snowy regions of Nadril. The training programs will consist of a variety of tutorials that will assist in winter survival. Naturally, there will be courses on how to start fires, find food, and build igloos to withstand the frigid temperatures, but that’s not all. Due to the Natha testing their systems, there will occasionally be strange occurrences. For example, refugees may experience a snowball or two pelting them from out of nowhere, or they may suddenly find themselves being cloaked by a snow yeti costume, amongst many other inconveniences. Hopefully that doesn’t detract from the lessons to be learned here, as some of the training programs can include extreme weather survival, including the perils of snow storms or avalanches. SOCIAL-LINKED(in) By some miracle, there are still some quieter parts of the hall. This may be an appropriate time to check out your smartphone. Aside from the expected "Omage" app, there seems to be a new one called Social-Linked. There, you may find a profile waiting to be posted. The app allows for the user to fill it in, but there is also an auto-function! upon pressing it, it will generate a shockingly-honest answer based on the Natha's observation of your history. Roman will be your only friend in this app, with his very own profile: STASIS UNITS  During this time of crisis, the Natha have done their utmost to ensure the safety of those in cryosleep. However, due to the nature of recent events, they will be asking some refugees to do a quick check on some of the pods in the stasis unit. While they are definitely looking for any damage that may have occurred over these past few weeks, they also seem interested in getting a deeper insight into some of the occupants. On each control panel for the pods, there's a new application, asking observers to add notes and commentary — the Natha are looking for a more personal understanding of their sleeping occupants. Refugees are tasked with providing evaluations of the sleepers, based on both their knowledge of those from their homes and on what they can observe just by examining them in their repose. The application asks for how useful you think the pod's occupant would be in a crisis, what their skills are, what their best feature is, if you'd take them with you for a long walk on the beach, and so on… And, of course, all answers must be recorded out loud. Anyone passing by could overhear these evaluations, flattering or less than. FINAL OOC NOTES
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And then...
[Even Claire can't keep the smile off her face. She had been terrified and anxious, stepping into that print shop, not knowing what she would find. Jamie? It had been a day like any other. He didn't expect his long-lost wife to appear out of the blue.]
He fainted.
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No he didn't!
[ She laughs again, unable to help it. It's the most ridiculous reaction; she'd been imagining the two of them running into each other's arms, tears and declarations of love and so much more. But he fainted and she can't stop laughing. No one tell Jamie that Bree laughed this hard about it. ]
Wow. How long did it take for him to wake up again?
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[Given his father had died from a heart attack, it wasn't too absurd of a worry.]
He was coming to by the time I ran down the stairs to him. Thankfully. I don't know what I would have done if he'd concussed himself.
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[ Bree's voice softens a little. ]
Did you have as much to worry about as you thought?
[ What with dyeing her hair and being worried she wouldn't be attractive enough for him anymore. ]
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Those aren't things Brianna needs to know about right now. Eventually, but not now. Instead, Claire smiles gently, shaking her head.]
No. He was very happy to see me again.
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[ And maybe that's all that matters in the end. Bree's inexperienced in matters of complicated love, but she thinks it's all that should matter. ]
I'm glad he's awake with you here. Even if he's not quite the way you thought he'd be. It's enough, right? That he knows you and loves you?
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[It took someone a little removed, but still knowledgable enough about the two of them to soothe Claire's worries.]
It was difficult, at first. [There and here, and there are still the oddities that come from Jamie being twenty years younger--him being so close in age to Bree, for one.] But I would always choose to have him, in any way I can. No matter if he's twenty or two hundred, Jamie is Jamie.
And I know he's going to be so happy to meet you.
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[ She's a little nervous about meeting him, she's not sure why. She'll just cross that bridge when she gets to it. ]
Where do you live? And will I live there with you?
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Oh, of course! If you'd like, I mean. [Maybe Bree doesn't want to live with her mother and another man, let alone a girl she doesn't know.] Jamie and I live in city called Olympia, with a young lady named Sansa Stark. [A girl around Bree's age, with Bree's hair, though that wasn't the daughter Claire had in mind when she first approached her. She supposes that calls for some explanation.]
In a time Jamie wasn't here, I became friends with Sansa and her brother, Jon. She invited me to come live with them, and when Jamie woke up, he moved in as well. She's nice. You'll like her.
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[ She squeezes her mother's hand tightly, offering a small smile. ]
So, I'll get to know everyone. That's not overwhelming at all, but I'm here and we're together again. That's all that really matters in the end, right?
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[She's having a hard time imaging letting go of Bree's hand. Letting her live elsewhere might have been too much.]
For now, we're stuck up here, but I'm sure it won't be long before this dragon business is settled and we can go home.
[Like it's that easy.]
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[ But this is all so surreal. ]
I believe you, it's just a lot. In one day.
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[Probably. The dragon was unlike anything she'd ever seen, and the damage done to the city and to people was terrifying.]
I had a hard time wrapping my mind around it when I first arrived, too.
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After you left, I didn't know what I wanted to do, I didn't know what made sense. Until I heard your voice in my head telling me what you would want. To be strong and understand as much of the world as I can.
[ Not that any amount of learning could have prepared her for this, but that's beside the point. ]
So, I went back to Harvard to finish school.
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Are you sure you're not just saying that because there's no way I could know otherwise?
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[ She asks that with a slight grin, then shakes her head. ]
I really went back. I knew it would mean a lot to you, and I thought, maybe somewhere out there, you'd be proud of me.
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Oh, Bree. I was already proud of you. [She couldn't talk about her to anyone besides Jamie, but he heard it.] I told Jamie all about you, at home. I showed him pictures of you.
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[ She can't help but ask it; she can't ask the father who's here, he doesn't remember or know yet. But she wants to know what he thought when he saw those photographs. ]
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[The amusement in her voice, and perhaps some of the things Brianna has heard about Jamie might allow her to see that there wasn't anything terrible meant by it. Claire was determined to keep her promise and name their child after his father.]
I almost thought he was going to weep. He was so happy. And happier still that you knew about him.
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Brianna's a perfectly fine name! And I'm going to tell him so myself.
[ But it's clear, by the laugh, by the glint in her eyes that's so much like Jamie's, she understands at least a little. ]
Maybe now, even though he's close to my age, he'll still be happy.
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She's not sure over what, but it'll happen sooner or later and it'll be no wonder if all of El Nysa hears it.]
He will, if he doesn't up and keel over. [Is it a trend? They'll have to find out. At least Claire isn't letting him be completely surprised.] Just keep in mind that while he's a good man, he's still... a man.
[The tone says it: And men aren't always the smartest. Even James Fraser.]
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[ Bree's impressed, crossing her arms over her chest with a smirk. She's joking of course, but now she's pretty curious about what Jamie's done to come with that disclaimer. Plenty, she's sure. Especially now, since he's still young. ]
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You know how they are around your age. It's no different in the 18th century, and while Jamie's always been ahead of men of his time, sometimes he does put his foot in his mouth rather spectacularly.
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[ A man who probably isn't ready to be the parent of a 20-year-old. Good thing she doesn't need anymore parenting because she's so adult now. ]
It still...works out between the two of you? I mean, I know he was already married to you at his age now. But if he's so much younger, it means he didn't grow with you, right? He still has the same mentality of twenty years ago.
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Claire flushes the slightest shade of pink at the beginning of Bree's question, a good lord please don't ask--, but then it's a bit more tame than she thought. Phew.]
It's... different, but he's still the Jamie I knew at one time or another. I had to figure out who James Fraser was when I went back through the stones to him. This isn't all that different.
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