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- annie westwind [original],
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[hatch log] i had a dream which was not all a dream
CHARACTERS: New Hosts & EVERYONE
WHERE: Station 72; Hyrypia - The Red Coast
WHEN: DAY :025 - DAY :026
SUMMARY: Somewhere deep in the void between multiverses, a fresh clutch of Hosts hatches; getting them down to Hyrypia proves to be more complicated than usual.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!
((OOC Notes: This log covers the hatch on Day :025 as well as the arrival of new Hosts on Hyrypia late on Day :026. Feel free to make your own logs and posts additional to this if you care to. You can find additional information pertaining to the Red Coast on the previous mission log (located here); newbies are welcome to utilize that log as well as it occurs within the same time period as the hatch.
You can find a more detailed overview of the host hatching process HERE and additional setting information about the Station HERE. Please be sure to review the MISSION: HYRYPIA ooc information if you're brand new to the game. If you have any questions, please hit up either the mission's question thread, the FAQ or MOD CONTACT pages!))
WHERE: Station 72; Hyrypia - The Red Coast
WHEN: DAY :025 - DAY :026
SUMMARY: Somewhere deep in the void between multiverses, a fresh clutch of Hosts hatches; getting them down to Hyrypia proves to be more complicated than usual.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!
STATION 72
DAY :025
NEW HATCHES
YOU WAKE UP and the universe and you in it are suddenly different. --No. That's not right. You're you, the universe is as it's always been, and there's no 'suddenly' about it. But it's been a while, hasn't it? It feels like waking up from a very deep, extended sleep or coming up from the darkness of some wine dark sea. Nothing is different and yet everything is.
Here you are, a small miracle of the multiverse: lying in a small, faintly hexagonal chamber with 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 calmed. There's something peaceful about waking up here - like you belong. 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. A matching dread. An easy comfort. Some of these emotions might be 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 nearby 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. There are a handful others very like you here, all of them somehow intimately familiar.
Welcome to Station 72. Beyond this room, the vast Station is quiet and still. It feels for all the world like a shell for some vast dark thing.
Eventually, a sensation manifests out of the hollowness:PREPARE YOURSELF
THE VOICE IN YOUR HEAD is sound and sensation: a brilliantly warm shaft of sunlight through smoky glass - a gauzy curtain twitching in some summer breeze - the blooming pleasure of a familiar face after a very long time away. It says or feels like:( Come meet with me, won't you? )
Where exactly this meeting is supposed to occur isn't immediately clear, but head in the direction that seems correct and eventually Station 72 gets you where you're meant to be: a small grassy lawn in the center of the lush, circular gardens where an aging woman waits on a stone bench. The pin straight sheet of her hair hangs like a graying curtain and the sensation from her is lovely and golden, real delight pouring through her like light through a pinhole camera. She smiles and sets aside the book in her lap.
"There you are. Unfortunately, you won't be here long but we'd like to answer as many of your questions as we're able before you leave this place."THE STATION
WITH A LITTLE UNDER 24 HOURS before it's time to make the trip to Hyrypia, this is as good an opportunity as you're going to get to familiarize yourself with Station 72 before you leave it. There's plenty to see, but other than the people you woke up with there's a distinct lack of company to make conversation with. It's lonely and quiet and there's a sensation of dust gathering even where there is none. Maybe studying the briefing files on your databank is the most proactive distraction? Otherwise-- well there's plenty of places to get lost...
By the simulated morning, a strange archaic ship has arrived on the Hangar. Its very alien pilots are in the process of unloading-- bodies. No, scratch that, they're clearly still alive, though in some kind of comatose state. One of the pilots - a pale female alien who calls herself Rhan - says, "Well, this is awkward. We were supposed to be done with this already. Uh don't mind us, darling. We'll finish up here and get on our way. In the meantime, why don't you go through your packs and get changed?"
She nods toward two trunks on the hangar deck where assortment of pre-prepared packs are waiting for each new Host. In each pack is a series of items, including a set of beautiful and very all-encompassing robes. Better get comfortable. Not hot on the fabrics or patterns in your pack? Mixing and matching with your new best friends is totally acceptable.
Eventually, you leave the Station. If you're lucky, you might one day make it back.
HYRYPIA - THE RED COAST
LATE DAY :026
A PURPOSEFULLY SUBTLE WELCOME
UNDER THE COVER OF DARKNESS, Collector and Lyr make their way through the barracks where the Hosts on Hyrypia are meant to be sleeping. It's nearing whatever the Hyrypian equivalent of midnight is; if you're awake, all the better. If not? Expect to be roused (gently and silently by Collector, rudely and abruptly by Lyr).
"Get dressed. We're going for a walk."
There's nothing quite so suspicious as bringing a bunch of reinforcements to the planet in the aftermath of a rather public murder, which means a highly ritualized midnight procession of Carbasuchians into the highlands. It's easier to secret a handful of newbies in an anonymous group, right?
That meeting in the dead of night in the rocky wilderness above the Red Coast bears even a passing resemblance to the strange occurrence on DAY :010 is probably just a coincidence. Besides, there aren't any mystery circles burned into the stone and grass here: just a stealth ship materializing out of the black night and touching down in a stony outcropping where it disgorges the freshly hatched (or newly reawakened) Hosts.
((OOC Notes: This log covers the hatch on Day :025 as well as the arrival of new Hosts on Hyrypia late on Day :026. Feel free to make your own logs and posts additional to this if you care to. You can find additional information pertaining to the Red Coast on the previous mission log (located here); newbies are welcome to utilize that log as well as it occurs within the same time period as the hatch.
You can find a more detailed overview of the host hatching process HERE and additional setting information about the Station HERE. Please be sure to review the MISSION: HYRYPIA ooc information if you're brand new to the game. If you have any questions, please hit up either the mission's question thread, the FAQ or MOD CONTACT pages!))
station
[ Reflex. He's anything but fine, but Joshua has learned precisely one way of dealing with his feelings since he was a child: pretend they don't exist.
So he is fine and not feeling some kind of deep-seated existential weariness about the fact that he's apparently just naturally suited and forever consigned to having other people in his head (although these ones, at least, seem better than the one back home, which admittedly doesn't take much to accomplish), and this is a nice normal conversation.
Totally. ]
You seem to be very at ease with all of this.
[ Like it's not your first time, is the unspoken finish to that thought. ]
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I am at peace with the Station, yes.
[ It took time, but she has an understanding of this place -- as this place has an understanding of her. ]
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Peace with all of this is - not exactly something he can wrap his head around at all, if he's honest, but at the very least it's not something he can see anyone coming to that quickly. Being less distressed about the initial situation, okay, being willing to wait and see before making too many judgments, that's not unimaginable - but the sense of complete zen she seems to have about this place does not say "new arrival." ]
Have you been here for long?
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[ She used to count in days, waiting for the end of her world. The switch to counting in months, weeks, is a relatively new change in perspective for her. ]
Though I am not certain how long I slept, I will need to inquire with Cathaway.
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[ That, after all, sounds very much like "I was out of it like all of the pod people" rather than "I was catching a quick catnap. ]
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It is. It is more unusual to awaken again, but some of us do.
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Do you know why?
[ He's more thinking of the going to sleep part, rather the waking up, but he'll accept anything she's got, really. ]
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[ A shrug. It troubled her a great deal in the past, but after losing nearly 30 hosts to death or sleep, she has desensitized to the stress of it greatly. Certainly now that all of her own brood sleeps. ]
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[ Well. That's...disconcerting.
Not so much for the thought of it happening to him, because he still has a great deal of trouble with thinking of himself as actually being worth worrying about, but the general concept, the idea of it happening to everyone else...
Unpleasant. ]
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Perhaps you will do well. I shall have to wait and see.
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So I guess there's not much point in asking for advice, if nothing we do seems to affect it anyway.
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[ New hosts were such transitory creatures, full of confusion, hurt, heartache... They needed time, to settle into their skins, and truly decide who they intended to be moving forward. Ilde tries to give them the benefit of the doubt, when they are still so fresh. ]
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He had enough trouble with that one at home, and all of the pieces he was just starting to put back together are back in a pile on the ground. ]
I never really thought of myself as impatient. Not until now, at least.
[ He was an expert at waiting, for the right things. For a target to come into view, for the right moment to strike...things that don't actually mean anything to him. Steps in tasks that he didn't care about beyond the fact that he was told to accomplish them, and so he did.
Things starting to matter has really thrown a wrench in his everything. ]
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[ It was that invasiveness, overwhelming, that would take the most calm and patience to withstand. ]
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It's not going to be pretty. ]
How do you tune it out?
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[ A faint self-deprecating smile at nothing in particular. ]
I find that approach limited.
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[ He can't deny there's sense in it, even if he's dreading the idea. ]
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[ For as long as they were around to learn with. ]
Shutting them out will only make things more difficult, no matter how much you may or may not like them.
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[ So much sense he doesn't want it to make, because he and Bakugo are like oil and water. ]