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THE N E S T ([personal profile] onemind) wrote in [community profile] station722017-05-07 07:56 am

[hatch log] everything happens so much

CHARACTERS: New Hosts & EVERYONE
WHERE: The Station
WHEN: DAY :039
SUMMARY: New faces and old losses - a hatch occurs and a number of older hosts go comatose. Coma'd hosts include all auto-piloted dropped characters to date.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!








NEW HATCHES

YOU WAKE UP and suddenly you're a different person. No. That's not right. You're you and there's no suddenly about it. It's been a while, hasn't it? It feels like waking up from a very deep, extended sleep or like surfacing up from the darkness of the ocean and right there in your own head there's something both familiar and strange. You know intuitively that you've been unconscious for more than just a blink of the eye. While it’s impossible to tell exactly how long ago or how exactly you escaped the danger that had been breathing down your neck, you're certain it was more than a moment ago.

But here you are, a small miracle of the multiverse: lying in a small faintly hexagonal chamber, a gentle white light emanating from the surrounding walls. If you were injured during your escape, those injuries have been healed. If you were anxious or frightened or distraught, those feelings have been briefly calmed. There's something strangely peaceful about waking up here. That feeling persists even as you find the tube running from the base of your neck to the compartment's rear wall.

But once the tube's disconnected? Things get loud. A wave of emotion fills that peaceful void - fear, uncertainty, relief, a sense of purpose or loneliness or anxiety. Maybe some of these emotions are yours, but they can't all be. After the initial sensory overload, the mental buzz elongates: stretches out into a murmur like the sound of a party happening behind a closed door.

You can sit up - barely -, and shift out of the pod. There’s a ladder at your feet and a little cubby just before it with anything you brought with you as well as a set of crisp, loose-fitting white clothes; while your injuries are healed, whatever you’re wearing is in the exact state it was before. Maybe it's time for a change? Drop down the ladder to the floor of the Nesting Deck and you’ll find you’re not alone. The closer you are to these stranger, the louder the sound in your head becomes. --Actually they're not quite strangers either, are they? Something is wound about and between you and these people, whoever they are, are as familiar as this place you've never been is.

Welcome to Station 72. The air buzzes with activity. Somewhere deep in the Station, other minds call to yours. They are bright, brilliantly celebratory spots in your subconscious. They are sun-warm gentle, or they are fire and the taste of ash, or they are a vibrant frenetic whirl, or they are a tangled garden, or they are the feeling of flight through dense cirrus clouds. No two links are exactly the same, but you know for certain that you are connected to all of them in at least some small way.

Which is why it's easy to tell when something goes terribly wrong:



OLD HOSTS

THE ENDORPHIN RUSH of making it back to Station 72 (relatively) unharmed, having successfully acquired exactly what you'd set out to get your hands on can't be denied. Even if you're not necessarily the type to celebrate, there's no ignoring the thrumming celebratory sensation from those Hosts who are.

After a few hours of being back in the void, something else stirs in the air: the clear, prickling sensation of new hosts hatching on the Nesting Deck. They're a rush of mental information - as if someone's turned the volume on the radio all the way up -, a cacophony of sensation and emotional feedback for anyone unprepared to shield against it.

The swell of feeling might make it easy to miss what follows immediately after: the dull, gut-deep quiet as The Darkling, Chuuya Nakahara, and Nasu Rei go suddenly comatose.






((OOC Notes: This is the hatch log for all new hosts. Feel free to make your own logs and posts additional to this if you care do. You can find a more detailed overview of the hatching process HERE. You can find additional setting information about the Station HERE If you have any questions, please hit up either the FAQ or MOD CONTACT pages!))






somnifacient: (27)

[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-09 01:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Defiance, independence, stubbornness. Noctis can relate to all of these feelings -- perhaps more so in the past -- and yet when faced with them himself, he's not sure they settle well with him. Still, he'll not argue the point. If she wants to figure things out on her own, he could give her space. (Until he decides not to, offering to guide her around the station if she'll allow it. Despite himself, he's too accommodating in the subtlest of ways.)

For now, however, Noct shifts his weight to the other foot, crossing his arms across his chest.]


A lot. [A beat.] Where to start? We can't return home because then it'll just put our worlds in more danger, we're fighting an "Enemy" that we don't know very much about, and you've got a symbiote in your head now.

And we're all mentally linked together. You might have gotten a hint of that when you woke up to all the voices and emotions.
redheadcarrier: (Flowing hair.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-09 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Great.

[ Her voice cracks slightly. She sounds bitter, relieved, angry, tired. And if she squints, he looks a little like someone she knew once. She dismisses that thought with an angry 'huff' and finishes taping her bandage into place. ]

I didn't want to go back there anyway.

[ A dead world with blood-red seas and cracked, twisted earth. No. This is better. It has to be. ]

Not sure if I like the sound of having people in my head. [ Terrifies her, actually. ]
somnifacient: (20)

[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-09 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bitterness is easy enough to hear in her tone. Tiredness is something that Noctis relates to quite well, and the anger? He chooses not to latch onto that, because he has his own frustrations that he keeps buried in his chest, and feels no need to add to them.

He tells himself that, at least. In reality he couldn't block it out completely even if he threw all of his focus into the effort.]


You didn't want to go back? Why not? [It surprises him, visible in the way his eyes widen slightly. He realizes, in this very moment, that maybe it was naive of him to think that everyone wished to return. It seemed the natural course of action. The right kind of inclination. Even his own world, swathed in dark and daemons, was one he would give anything to return to so he could make it right again.

Awkwardness settles in. He sets his jaw.]
...They say you can learn to block other people out. But like anything, it takes practice and training.
redheadcarrier: (Fall asleep.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-09 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Because it's all gone.

[ Asuka replies in a voice that implies that she doesn't really want to go into details. She picks herself up and dusts herself off, tucking the plugsuit under one arm. She stares up at him, trying not to let the feeling of awkwardness settle too heavily on him. ]

Everything's dead. There's no point.

[ A part of her is gratified to see his reaction. It makes something small and malicious burn a bit brighter within her. The other part of her - the part of her that wants to be a normal teenage girl, the part of her with empathy, is quietly disgusted with herself. ]
somnifacient: (28)

[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-09 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Sounds like you lost a war.

[It comes out without a filter, and before he can think twice about being so blunt, the words are already in the air. There's nothing malicious about the way Noct says it, he merely speaks out of a pang of familiarity -- then again,maybe he's assuming too much.

He drops his arms to his side. His one hand, which houses a black ring around a finger, fidgets a bit with the accessory. He wants to ask, and curiosity practically nibbles at him, but Noctis begins to wonder if he should shift the conversation in another direction.]


What's the suit for?
redheadcarrier: (Flowing hair.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-09 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Asuka's eye snaps up to stare at him as he speaks. For a moment there's hostility and anger and denial and then it drops away, replaced by a sort of bitter acceptance. ]

Yeah. Yeah, we did.

[ She did lose. Humanity lost. The world ended. And she's one of the "survivors". She considers him for a moment, half tempted to berate him for saying something so stupid. He's not wrong, though. She accepts the subject change with a little 'huff' of breath and glances down at the bright red package under her arm. ]

It's a plugsuit. For piloting an Eva unit. I don't know why they sent it with me.

[ She's sort of glad she has it, though. It's familiar. And there are memories associated with it. The smell of blood, the sense of belonging.

Mama.
]
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[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-09 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Talking with this new host is almost disorienting for Noctis. He's often at the mercy of whatever emotions are being projected in his direction, and the flash of anger burns hot around him, only to dissipate into a bitter tolerance. He sucks in air, subtly, to deal with this back and forth, furrowing his brow.

A plugsuit. An Eva unit. None of this means anything to him, though "piloting" offers a context clue.]


So you flew a ship, then?

[This time, a sense of nostalgia that isn't his blossoms nearby. Noctis thinks it has something to do with the "plugsuit", odd-looking thing that it is to a man who wears exclusively black.]
redheadcarrier: (See ya)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-09 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Not a ship.

[ She rolls her neck and then starts to walk, calling over her shoulder to him. ]

So, show me around already.

[ Demanding attention and respect, despite the deep bitterness and sense ofloss that seems to pervade her. She picks up the thread of their conversation after that brief interruption. ]

It was a war machine. Not a ship or a plane.
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[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-09 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[If he was the sort of royalty that expected to be shown special treatment for his bloodline alone, Noctis would have been highly offended that he was just expected to tag along. As it stands, he doesn't care one way or another. If there's the smallest tinge of vexation, it's only because she seems awfully bossy.

So he only exhales and follows, finally falling in-step with her own gait as they traverse down a corridor.]


So... [His mind dives into its own associations, its own experiences. The closest thing he can come up with that isn't a ship or a plane is... a giant robot, meant to move on the ground with Magitek infantry forces on its two "legs", plowing through everything with durability and firepower as its advantages. Those had pilots, too.] It's like a MA-X unit. A big robot.
redheadcarrier: (playin' videogames)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-09 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Asuka's resorting to what she knows. Be loud, be in charge. Make people listen to you. Better than being ignored. She can sense his vexation (which isn't terribly different from before, except that it's sharper) and she shrugs it off. He'll have to deal with it. ]

Pretty much. Forty meters of armored plate.

[ A flickering image of a giant machine, looking more monstrous than robotic, covered in fire-engine red armor. ]

Somehow I don't think it's going to show up here.

[ Mostly because it was destroyed. ]
somnifacient: (17)

[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-09 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[The image that flashes through is impressive, almost frightening. In comparison, what Noct had been thinking about is rather tame.]

It's red. It matches your suit.

[He says it without realizing that she might not have realized she shared this imagery with him. Noctis just continues to lead her through the station, having already memorized much of its somewhat non-Euclidean layout.]

Is it... gone too?
redheadcarrier: (Flowing hair.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-09 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Asuka flinches slightly. She hadn't realized that this mind exchange was going to involve sending images or memories. She tries to ignore it, though. No point in crying. Now or ever. There's a strong undercurrent of resentment and contempt, but it's mostly aimed in generalities right now. Nothing specific really has her ire. ]

Yeah. Yeah, it's gone.

[ her expression is still sour, but she pauses and turns to look at him. ]

What's your name, anyway?
somnifacient: (33)

[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-09 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[And this time it's a thread of contempt, bubbling just under the surface of their link. He can feel that as clear as day, and while it would normally make him uncomfortable, Noctis has already gathered that she'll be the type to grow used to it sooner rather than later. He doesn't want to agitate her, but at the same time, picking up on imagery is going to be a relatively commonplace thing, he thinks.]

Sorry to hear that. [That, at least, is sincere.]

My name's Noctis Lucis Caelum. You?

[And they're making another turn as Noctis leads them. Eventually, they'll be entering the kitchens. It should be no surprise that he sometimes thinks with his stomach, and he wonders if she's hungry after waking. If the nausea has already worn off by now.

If not, at least she'll know where to go once she is.]
redheadcarrier: (What?)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-09 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Asuka doesn't want pity. She doesn't want help (yes, she does). She's still sorting out her mess of a mind after Third Impact and the strange, mental journey she's been on. She's still dealing with the memory of having ended up dead and then waking up on a beach with hands around her throat. She rolls a shoulder in a shrug, as if to dismiss the apology. ]

Asuka Langley Soryu. You've got a hell of a name, huh?

[ Kitchen. This seems... horrifically familiar. But that's a bit of a relief. She goes to the cupboard to find a glass and pours herself a glass of water and downs it. She's not hungry - no appetite - but she wants water. ]

So, Noctis-

[ Her gaze slides over him and lingers for a long moment. ]

-anywhere I can get find different clothes? The white is OK, but I'm not gonna be able to keep wearing this stupid thing.
somnifacient: (32)

[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-10 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It's the one I've always had. [It's his default sarcasm, lacking in any real spite. He leans against a counter as she finds herself a glass of water, not particularly hungry for anything in specific right now.

When the topic of clothes come up, however, he considers it for a moment.]


I've just been having to deal with the clothes I woke up in. [Which he happens to be wearing now, something that looks not unlike a suit done up all in black.] I'm not a big fan of wearing all white, either. [No offense, Lunafreya.]

I think your best chance of finding something new is to ask around. I'd say you could do a little more exploring for clothes, but I have a feeling it'd be just more jumpsuits. [A beat.] Or just wait and see what the next mission is. You could find some new clothes wherever it is we end up.
redheadcarrier: (Doorway Asuka is watching you masturbate)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-10 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I mean, I guess I could wear the plugsuit, but it's not really meant for long-term use.

[ She wrinkles her nose. They're actually pretty disposable most of the time and the thought of living 24/7 in a plugsuit isn't really that fun. She takes a swig of her water, still trying to ignore the constant buzz and hum at the edge of her mind, like a sound just out of hearing. ]

What do you actually do around here besides creep on people waking up?

[ Blunt as ever. Not there's a whole lot of real venom behind hit. Not this time. ]
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[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-10 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't-

[Creep on people, his mind finishes his statement for him, where his mouth deigns not to.]

Okay, first off, I was just looking for the new people in case they needed help. [It's true!] Secondly, we can do whatever we want until the next mission, I guess.

[He's only been around for one mission. Noctis doesn't have a lot of experience to pull from.] There's a training area around here. I was thinking of taking advantage of that soon. It's open to everyone if you're ever interested.
redheadcarrier: (Mine is an evil grin.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-10 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
OK, sure. I believe you. You just happened to find an attractive young woman.

[ The sing-song in her tone and the way she looks at him from over the rim of her glass seems to indicate she doesn't. There's a trace of bitter amusement that slips out from her; she doesn't know how to suppress any of it yet. She's enjoying the rise she gets out of him, apparently. ]

Maybe I am. I can't just... sit.

[ Sitting means too much thinking. Too much remembering. She doesn't want that right now. ]

Maybe I'll see what they want. Whoever's in charge, that is.
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[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-10 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Stop making me sound like some pervert. [He almost huffs out this statement, once again indignant that she would even suggest such a thing. Most people might see this for the teasing that it is (and Noctis does, in a way), but this is a young man who grew up rather sheltered, and while he's used to being teased by his friends, the same isn't true for someone he's just met.

Someone who's obviously finding amusement in prodding at him. It derails his train of thought enough for him to not even respond to the latter half of her comments, concerning who's in charge.

Basically: harumph.]
redheadcarrier: (Why yes I am fantastic.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-10 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wow, he's touchy for a guy who looks like he's Misato's age. A grin starts to tug at the edges of her lips as she considers him. Maybe she can make this work out after all. ]

I don't know why else you'd be creeping around a bunch of sleeping people in pods.

[ She sniffs in (mock) indignation. Although there's something more serious about the way she says that; a vague memory of a hospital bed and the knowledge that someone has been watching her and using her as some sort of fantasy. ]

somnifacient: (34)

[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-10 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[He might technically be thirty, but ten of those years was spent sleeping in a magical Crystal. Mentally, Noctis is still only twenty, and even then it's sometimes that much is questionable.

To be fair, though, it isn't as if he hasn't matured in some ways. The strength to keep moving in the face of darkness, the will to accept sacrifice for the sake of others. He's more unwavering now than he was before, and uncertainty doesn't leak from him nearly as much.

Being teased about being a perv, though? Yeah, he hasn't adapted to that.]


If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have found the kitchen. [He says it with lazy defiance, only half committed to the admittedly silly statement. Though her memory that leaks through (hospital bed?) gives him pause.]

Like I said, I'm not like... that. [Whatever that inkling of a memory was, he wants to make this clear.]
redheadcarrier: (So tired.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-10 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I would've figured it out eventually. [ Asuka retorts with a shrug. She slams back the rest of her water and sets the glass down. She still doesn't feel "good" about any of this. It's still a confusing mess. But there's something vaguely familiar here that she can latch on to. And least everyone here has seemed human. So far.

She stares at him. Not like that. Not like Ikari.
]

Good. [ For a moment the teasing is gone. ]

You shouldn't want to be a self-pitying coward.
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[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-10 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[He pauses, not sure if he should be happy that the tone's shifted. He makes an attempt to press the conversation forward, in the only way Noctis knows how.]

I've been called a self-pitying coward before. [Maybe not those words exactly, but he remembers a time when it felt like his whole world had shattered at his feet, and all he wanted to do was run away. Gladio called him out on it, and he hated him for it.

In retrospect, he had been right.]


I'd like to think I'm not so much of one anymore, but that's just my opinion.

[He pushes himself off of the counter he's been leaning against.] Want to see more of the station?
redheadcarrier: (Shinji is an idiot.)

[personal profile] redheadcarrier 2017-05-10 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Asuka's not going to let something like that go. The last thing she wants to do is run into another version of Shinji Ikari. Her eye is bright and maybe a touch malicious as she stares at him. ]

I guess we'll find out, huh?

[ She pushes off of the counter a moment later and she trails in his wake. ]

Not like I have anything else to do, right? This is where I'm going to be staying.

[ There's a finality to that statement. There's no "going home" for her. ]
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[personal profile] somnifacient 2017-05-11 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maybe such an admission doesn't make for the best first impression, but Noctis believes that denying that part of himself once existed is just as bad. Acknowledgment is better than denial, no matter how much more difficult it can be -- he believes that wholeheartedly now.]

I guess so.

[Not that he expects her to trust him immediately, anyway. He gestures for her to follow as he moves to exit the kitchen.] I'll show you where the training space is.

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