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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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Yeah, let's see if I can handle a little cold as well as you can.
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[ Something about shared life experience here. ]
Getting cocky, are we?
[ He doesn't seem offended. On the contrary, his mouth curves, sharp. ]
Put that to the test. Race you to the mountain.
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Bucky's not complaining.
Having no clue what Alan's capabilities are, Bucky resists the urge to trip him in the snow in case he's actually just fragile as hell and crazy and instead goes for dick move number two; he takes off running instead of answering. ]
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When he gets there, he starts packing snow to build a shelter. If he's going to be an asshole, he's going to use that extra time to be constructive, too. ]
Decided to join me?
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You like the company.
[ Bold assumption. He comes over to help, summarily, it's more efficient with two. His presence in Bucky's space is deliberately careful, not close, just to the side enough that he's visible, hands always out. He's armed, of course. But he's made concessions for the man before. ]
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[ But there's a little smile just playing at his face right now, not quite there but threatening to be. It feels like schoolyard foolishness and not serious training, but maybe Bucky needs that right now.
He mostly stays focused on building them a shelter for the avalanche the simulation is likely about to drop on them, but he does glance up at the other man when he thinks he can get away with it.
The guy's cautious in a way that tells Bucky a few things, because Bucky's a jumpy guy. He's hyper aware and most people set him off at times without realizing it, just doing normal things that wouldn't bother anyone else. He's keeping distance and he's staying visible. Either the guy's used to being around vets or he is one. Maybe something else, but he's used to being around jumpy people and he's competitive like a fucking jarhead.
Bucky's going to take a leap on that. ]
When did you serve?
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Good guess. [ but he shakes his head, and answers, ] Survival.
[ He had a purpose, and for that he made choices. The end result is a perfectly primed weapon in body and mind, as quick to be a shield as it is to be a sword. He can't take a question without turning it over and showing the fine point of a knife, ]
If we're exchanging, how's that arm?
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Fully functional.
[ Maybe that's not what Alan had meant, but Bucky's feeling literal. ]
Were you one of those survivalists? Got a bunker under your backyard full of guns and canned food?
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[ Deadpan, ]
Only one? You insult me.
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[ Bucky keeps working on structuring a shelter out of packed snow. ]
You're not a cult leader, are you? How many wives do you have?
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[ Sharpshooter and all. Bruce raises an eyebrow at him, waiting for Barnes' next question. ]
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[ Bucky raises an eyebrow. ]
Besides, I was off about the military, too.
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One's further than the other.
[ He lifts a shoulder in a shrug. ]
Have you tried out the combat simulations?
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[ He's not sure if he will. His skills are already there. He'd rather not fight anymore than he has to. ]
And how is it further? Either you've seen active combat or you haven't. Your survivalist training isn't the same thing. Not by a long shot.
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[ It's a little rueful. He does miss Gotham. ]
Help me with this.
[ It's a test, how close is Barnes comfortable to getting, to him? ]
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Unless the guy lives under some terrorist state, there's no neighborhood that can touch a war zone.
Still, he moves silently closer to help, eyes wary. ]
What do you need help with?
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[ His joints are protesting. He fucking hates it. ]
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After a moment, he can't help throwing back the words. ]
I don't bite is the kind of bullshit people throw at you before they bite you.
[ There's at least a little humor in his voice, though, if Bruce bothers to look for it. ]
Now I just have to hope your bites are fuckin' playful.
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You'll just have to find out, won't you?
[ The same humour laces his tone. He takes a breath, though, looks at something in the distance. There's no gentle way to say this. He doesn't preface it. Barnes doesn't seek Bruce's gentleness anyway. ]
Do you get the feeling you've been here before?
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[ And it's the kind of question that makes Bucky worry maybe he'd nailed that cult question, too. He'd definitely never been anywhere like this and if he's missing something that big, then his brain has more holes in it than he'd realized. ]
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[ He rips off the bandaid. Not gently. ]
A few times.
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The look he gives Alan is sharp and pointed like a knife. ]
I'm going to need more details than that.
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[ He asks the questions, but he's not sure if he can trust the answers. An honest person would have said something earlier. Alan's been... what? Observing him? Testing him? It's hard to trust that. ]
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