I'm over the moon

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: Arriving on The Liberator and preparing for battle
When: Today, from 9AM to 3PM
Where: SPAAAACE
Summary: The draftees are in space! On a ship! IN SPACE! SPACE!
Rating: SPACE

SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!!

But no really. The draftees are in space. The mod post about it is here, so familiarize yourself with the details. This log is for general interactions, where you can tag around as your characters familiarize themselves with the ship, look out the windows, try on their space suits, and run simulations for the Tyr-Fighters. (Among other things.)

Specialist Davis can be encountered and will have a thread available on the log to talk to him on.

Comments

[malnosso]

Probably not much you haven't heard already. They've been around on this planet longer than the organization is. No one's quite sure what drove them the way they are. But I've seen men under my command lose it and eventually go over to their side. Now maybe they just go mad from dying so much or maybe it's being exposed to all those natural Shifts out there. I look out that window behind me and I think maybe they went mad looking out at a blank sky.

{He pauses. Letting that sink in. And taking another sip from his coffee.]

Only thing's that clear is that they've got one clear goal. Sacrifice every last person. The crazy ones will even sacrifice themselves. But then you've got some of them like the General. I think he just wants to be the last one standing.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Another nod; the reports he had received of the General during the invasion of Luceti had led to a similar idea of the General.]

They demonstrate a level of skill and knowledge of Shifting that has not truly been replicated. Their wings are also significantly larger than our own. Is there any known reason for this? It cannot simply be a matter of being here longer than others.

[malnosso]

Most of them were born on this world. That's why they've got the bigger wings. Maybe it's why they're such good Shifters too. Hell, maybe that's why they go crazy. You and me, we've got something to go back to. But them? This is all they've got.

[chikaidestroyer]

I see. We have seen children born in our enclosure, but they showed no physical differences from ourselves. You are saying that most of the ... cultists' physical differences are due to changes over generations?

[malnosso]

[Head shake.]

The wings grow bigger later. If you've got kids in there with you, they can't be that old yet.

[chikaidestroyer]

[He frowns and momentarily goes silent at that. He has a mental image of an angry, stammering girl with her hair in braids.]

When do they grow bigger? Adulthood?

[malnosso]

Something like that.

[Vague. It was possible he just didn't know the specifics. He was a soldier, after all.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[That isn't particularly comforting. He wonders if the next time they see Molly she will be showing that sign of being born of this world.]

The Luceti residents apparently have a reputation of being lunatics. We have heard about the Organization fearing us as well. Why? It apparently is not enough to keep us from being called to fight.

[malnosso]

The way I hear it, a person can't say a single thing to you're enclosure without numerous death threats.

[There's a hint of amusement in his tone. Like he can't blame them.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Well, when he puts it like that...]

Is it normal for new enclosures to be led to believe they have been captured by evil scientists for the sole purpose of being experimented on?

[Not that he's defending the residents; the same demands did tend to be echoed each time they were spoken to.]

[malnosso]

That I wouldn't know. But information is powerful. I've probably told you more than I was supposed to already.

[chikaidestroyer]

Information is power. Yes, that's something we have heard here before. If the first arrivals in Luceti had known what we know today, I'm sure different decisions would have been made.

[malnosso]

Maybe. Not every enclosure ends up like yours does.

[chikaidestroyer]

No, I suppose not. It does not sound like other enclosures are experimented on or provided for as much as Luceti is. And we were deliberately kept away from combat for years, despite our apparent effectiveness against the enemy.

[malnosso]

[He crosses his arms. This line of conversation has gone on long enough.]

So is there anything else you need to know about, Silverberg?

[chikaidestroyer]

[He smirks inwardly despite himself. Of course he couldn't just keep asking these questions.]

What you have been willing to divulge is appreciated. [But a glance around the room was all it took to remind him of a particular question he had asked a few years ago.]

...What are these wings? Does anyone know?

[malnosso]

I'm sure somebody does. But I'm not one of them.

[chikaidestroyer]

I see. [Disappointing. It seemed even more likely that he would have to ask a Shift researcher, or someone who specifically studied the wings.]

Hybrids. It has been a few years now, but we learned that Hybrids are a different threat from the cultists. Are you familiar with them?

[malnosso]

That's not exactly relevant.

[chikaidestroyer]

[He snorts, nodding faintly.]

I suppose not. Not knowing what they are is worrisome at most. [Not a direct threat.

He moves to stand up from the table.]

My thanks again.

[malnosso]

[A nod.]

Good luck in the fight.

[chikaidestroyer]

And you as well.