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Date: December 1st
Location: The Observatory.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports arrive and are shuffled into the Observatory after their initial briefings.
Warnings: None.

Your arrival here has been very unceremonious. One second you were somewhere else, and now, very suddenly, your feet hit the glowing white of the Transporter pad, and you're here. You aren't alone, either. There's a crowd of others around you, each seeming just as bewildered, angry, or confused as you might feel. At the head of the group is a woman in purple robes, solemn and taciturn. She hurries over a quick overview of your intended purpose here, and gives direct answers when asked for them, but to most things she simply shows you how to access the tablet you've just been given, or tells you that the DITR's greeters will explain everything. On the tablet, you can find the history of this place and a record of what your new cohorts have experienced. Someone stands on hand to give you a weapon, and though the armory is now greatly reduced, you should be able to find something to suit you.

You're shepherded down a walkway tunnel and into the Observatory, where you will find screens mounted on three sides of the wide room; they show multiple variations of satellite images, focused on... somewhere snowy. It's difficult to say more than that, but those that record heat readings seem to suggest there are people there, where ever "there" is. It's night outside the great wide windows, and the lunar landscape isn't much to look at right now. But, hey, at least all the lights are on, right? No more creepy red emergency lighting upon arrival — not that you'd know anything about that.

You're free to explore the base, visit and use any of the VR rooms, or discover your new room and roommates, but try not to step out of any airlocks if oxygen is a requirement for your system.

Welcome to the moon base, and to the remains of Exsilium.

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[cradlerobs]

[Well, this is definitely... Not the Temporal Crossroads. That's problematic for a number of reasons. She listens to the spiel she receives about the place, but it doesn't make her any less on edge about the fact that she isn't where she needs to be right now. What would Jude think of her sudden disappearance? She doesn't doubt his abilities, but she hardly wants him taking that fight on alone if the others didn't arrive in time.

Once she's ushered into the observatory, she moves around to try to get some sort of bearings here, but it's pretty obvious that this isn't any place she recognizes. It's not Rieze Maxia, and it's not Elympios, so what the woman said must have some truth to it. She inspects the monitors. Snow, and lots of it. Definitely more than what she'd seen in Kanbalar. Were people living in it? It looks impossible. Looking like she's addressing no one in particular, she speaks, and she's not quiet about it.]

It's inconvenient, but it doesn't seem like we have a choice. We'll have to stay here until we can find a way back back to the Temporal Crossroads.

[cradlerobbed]

[ She might look a little strange to other people, standing there talking to spirits that no one else can see, but Jude's glad that she did. The crowd isn't too thick right now, but the room is just crowded enough that he almost passed by without noticing her. It's only the sound of a familiar voice that makes Jude freeze up.

It can't be... can it? Would it be a bad idea to get his hopes up after several months being the only one of his friends stuck in this universe?

He turns slowly, and there's a five second pause where he stares at her, dumbfounded, before he's sprinting full force towards Milla. Everyone else might want to move back, because he ain't stopping until he reaches her. ]

Milla!

[cradlerobs]

[Milla turns on her heel at the familiar voice, hair whipping around (hopefully not slapping anyone with it) before it settles against her back again. She looks pleasantly surprised to see him here. But that leaves... No one facing Gaius at this moment, and Maxwell is surely in more danger now because of it. She can only hope the others reach him before he can do too much damage.]

Jude? What are you doing here?

[Well, actually that's probably obvious. He's here for the same reasons that she's here, most likely.]

[srslynotguy]

Hm?

[ Were you speaking with him? Flynn was in the area looking for familiar faces when you spoke, Milla... ]

I'm sorry. Were you speaking with me?

[ He might just sound like someone you know. ]

[cradlerobs]

[Milla turns when someone addresses her, looking curious.]

No, I was speaking with the Four. [The voice does sound familiar, but she can't put her finger on it.]

Are you another of these so called Transports? How many are there?

[pride_of_amarcia]

Dunno what those are, but don't worry too much!

No mutinies, no zombiethingies, and no getting stuck with the creepylights for the next eight hours!

And look at the winter! It's awesome!

[cradlerobs]

It's hard not to worry when I have other responsibilities to be dealing with.

[Milla has no idea what zombiethingies are, but she does look back at the monitors when Pascal mentions snow.]

Is that snow even inhabitable?

[have_hat_will_travel]

Oh? Temporal Crossroads?

This sounds like quite the story.

[The... Showingly-dressed woman before Milla blinks a bit. She's got a small backpack on.]

Need a drink to share a bit of it?

[cradlerobs]

[No shame here either, man, Milla practically let's it all hang out thanks to Ivar.]

It's a very long story. I'm not sure only a bit of it would make sense.

[coiffeur]

[ so he's back here, and he's heard about the new arrivals coming in. maybe he'll see a familiar face? it's a mixture of actually not wanting to see someone he knows, but if they do show up, he wants to help. He's walking around when he sees a confused look on a young woman's face. Well, it's his duty to help her, right? ]

I'm afraid so, especially the inconvenient part. [ he smiles. ] New here? I'm Koujaku. [ and he extends one of his hands out to her. ]

[cradlerobs]

Yes, it would seem that way. I'm Milla. Milla Maxwell.

[Milla stares down at his hand for a few moments, before it registers. She takes his hand, shaking it heartily.]

Is there a way to leave?

[blossomgale]

[ When Sophie isn't on a mission or training in the VR room, there isn't much for her to do. She's watching the snow displayed on the screens, wondering when Kaneis is coming back. Wondering when imitation crablettes are coming back. It reminds her a lot about Fendel and where she met her best friend Lara.

When she hears Milla nearby, she thinks she's speaking to her. Temporal Crossroads?

...Well, just when Sophie's about to ask that, she's caught completely off guard by that huge ahoge/strand of hair on this lady's head. ]

...wooooow...

[cradlerobs]

[Milla turns to Sophie, head cocked to the side curiously. She's not used to people just staring at her so blatantly. Or maybe people do it a lot, and she usually just doesn't notice.]

What? Is there something on my face?

[jailbreaks]

[It's another case of new people arriving at inconvenient times. Yuri's accepted these things and moved on, but he's always amazed with the weirdos that come in. Including this girl. Her hair is... wow. And that strand of hair on her head that's green(?) is also wow. Her sense of fashion is also, er, different but whatever. Different fashions in different worlds and all, it's all good. Doesn't stop him from instantly labeling her as a weirdo without even speaking to her.]

We're stuck here whether we like it or not unfortunately. Kinda wish we weren't on the moon, but hey, at least you came after the uproar and zombies.

[cradlerobs]

[Wow, excuse you, Sylph styled this beautiful masterpiece. Don't you dare insult it. The rest of her is probably pretty weird though because Ivar.]

This is the second time I've heard of zombies. What is it, exactly?

[concealingeyes]

[Most people don't come off the way Milla does. Some might be calm or freaking out but Milla is just cool composed. It strikes Kido as unusual but more than that, it's impressive.]

...Sounds like a pretty important place to get back to.

[cradlerobs]

[Milla is the picture of poise. Most of the time.

Milla seems to snap out of whatever's distracting her, probably much the Four's annoyance, and looks for the source of the voice.]

You're correct. It's very important that I return there to fulfill my mission. I have no time for wasting here.

[knightofcourage]

[Emil's mostly here to check out the satellite feed, but after around fifteen minutes of looking at snow and what he's pretty sure are some signs of people he's getting a little tired of it. That's when Milla's words catch her attention, as he's standing somewhere within earshot.]

Did you just get here? It...might be a while until you can get back to wherever you were. Although it might not. It's hard to tell what will happen, actually.

[cradlerobs]

[Milla switches her attention over to him, regarding him curiously.]

That's right, I just arrived. So it's impossible to leave by choice? That's problematic for me.

[onehundredswords]

Aw, don't worry too much. It ain't so bad up here.

[Even if she wasn't referring to him, Gin's taking that as an opening and approaching all smiles. He offers her a leaflet with one hand and a plate with the other, full of cookies.]

Welcome, welcome! Take a cookie, they're free for the new guys.

[Unfortunately his fellow greeter used way too much lemon, so they might be...strongly flavored for lack of a better word.

Though that's exactly why he's handing those particular ones out in the first place.]

[cradlerobs]

[She snaps her attention to him, putting aside her conversation with seemingly no one. Her eyes flick to the leaflet and then to the cookies. She reaches for the cookies first, scooping up a handful before she takes the leaflet in the other to inspect it.]

Whether it's bad or not, I still have more important issues to deal with.

[She stuffs a cookie in her mouth and chews. Food is food to Milla, so even if the taste isn't great, she'll still eat them so they aren't wasted.]

I'm not sure your new arrivals will like them. They aren't very good. [She's saying even as she eats another one.]

[gillitine]

[Selim is here out of pure curiosity, really - she'd been a new arrival just last month, so this is her first time getting to be on the greeting end.

...Not that this plant girl is really actively greeting people, but hey, she's approaching Milla at least.]

Um...excuse me, but who are you talking to?

[cradlerobs]

[Milla looks over at her, hushing the spirits.]

I'm speaking with the Four, we were discussing our options now that we're here.

[therealrisette]

[Well. The woman got her attention, but Rise has no idea what to say to any of that. Or whether she should say anything in response.

So instead, the far too innocent-looking girl in the pink dress and hair bows (because Rise doesn't do hats... not often) gives the taller blonde a curious look.]

Um... excuse me. Are you new...?

[cradlerobs]

[Milla turns to face her, putting aside her conversation with the Four.]

Yes, I am. Does it show that much?