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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!))
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But he thinks she is one, right?
She takes the rock from him with an invisible roll of her eye and a shrug of her shoulders that's much more visible, even through the layers of cloth. She turns the rock over in her fingers, sounding a bit absent. ]
I'm not getting into trouble. I'm just... existing. And arguing with some idiot.
[ Not Shinji for once. She hefts the rock and after a moment, sends it skimming out over the waves. It's a near perfect throw and it skips away before it finally loses energy and plops into the water. ]
I wish we'd hurry up and finish this. But it's not like we have anywhere to go, right? [ Misato seemed to think they could save the world still. Asuka isn't sure what Kaji thinks. ]
This is what we do now, right? [ Nothing to go back to. Kaji is dead. THe world is destroyed. Better to embrace this, right? ]
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[ what they do now. what there is to do. where they have to go. if there is anywhere else to go, except distant planets once assumed imaginary, and the throbbing station spaceship.
she's been here longer than him, after all, and kaji watches asuka toss the stone with a seemingly practiced precision. of course, it doesn't have to be so. of many talents asuka exhibited immediate talent, demonstrating more skill in one attempt that most experts achieve only after years of training. ]
Which idiot? [ it isn't shinji, that much is for certain. ikari was not some idiot. he was the idiot, principal among them. and misato would never be dismissed so casually. kaji tosses his one stone, the arch of his throw made perfect only by years of practice. ]
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It is what it is, though. Experience and her life have brought her to this point.
She picks up another rock and skips it out into the red sea, watching the tiny dot of the stone splash into oblivion. ]
I don't know. Someone new. He acted like he was hot shit and talked about how now that he was here no one else was going to die.
[ There's anger buried under the forced casualness. Resentment at the implication (or explicitness) that she allowed her broodmate to die. That she could've prevented it.
Something she asks herself when she's alone was brought to her in the daylight and she doesn't like it. ]
He said heroes don't kill. Moron. [ A flash of a memory. Tiny attack craft being swatted out of the sky like so many flies. ]
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[ ah. this is where kaji would hazard they disagree on the finer points. her assertion is that of course, there are heroes, and they kill - a self-assuaging emollient to her ego - and he claims that there is no such thing, making the entire discussion of killing moot. kaji skips another stone, aims and succeeds at out-pacing hers. ]
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She glances at Kaji as he skips his rock. Hmmph. She can't really read him like this, even with the hum of a connection between them. She needs to see his face. She needs to understand him. BUt she can't. And probably never will truly understand Kaji and all of his subtle strangeness. ]
What makes you say that?
[ She plucks another rock from the beach and sends it skimming over the waves with a jerk of her arm. It's a bit wobbly.
Drat. ]
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One person's hero is another person's villain. [ he isn't all that interested in convincing her, either, and his voice shows. asuka can call herself anything she wants without a shred of irony as long as it doesn't get her in trouble. ] That's how complex people are. So there's really no such thing, unless you can find me someone who is always good.
[ the throwing hand props his chin up now, eyes laughing more than they're at all annoyed by being challenged by a teenager. ]
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Even so, she's still in his orbit. ]
Someone has to be wrong, though.
[ Said with all the conviction of a fourteen-year-old. ]
They can't both be right.
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[ he whistles low at her next tosses, an impressed gesture if there ever was one. ]
They can't be both right, but they can both have it wrong. [ he never said there were only villains. like a cat leery of placing its paw, asuka is already so close to grasping his thesis. he won't count on it today. he won't on her convincing, either. ]
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[ She has a feeling she knows what he's going to say. His thesis is there, but she's not particularly sure she wants to grasp it. She breaths out in a low, frustrated sigh as she stoops for another rock. ]
Maybe it's not as complicated as you say it is.
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I'd say it's simpler than trying to decide if heroes exist, and if they kill. [ just do away with the question entirely. ] It allows you to be kinder to yourself, too. He tried to offend you?
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[ Ugh. She shrugs. She almost wants to argue about heroes. But Kaji seems set in his ways. ]
We don't need him.
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case in point: ] Isn't that what you said to Ikari, and Ayanami? [ she will always know him as someone who's worst insults are kindest. at least, he thinks this kind. ] In different words, of course.
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[ Asuka's breath comes out in a rush. She'd been right to be confident, been right to think she was the best. And she would've been able to handle it on her own - really. He's just -the newcomer doesn't get it and the softly-worded rebuke that Kaji sends her way doesn't help her mood.
She just doesn't know how to explain why it's different and she struggles to find words, letting the rock she's scooped up fall with a clatter. ]
I was... different.
[ She wasn't, really. And she knows she wasn't. But it's hard for her to look at the mirror she's been shown. ]