spohkh | Intro Log - Voice/Action

[Illogical does not even begin to characterize the situation that Spock has found himself in. Approximately 2.4 minutes ago he was on the bridge of the USS Enterprise, and through some, as of yet unexplained phenomenon taking no time at all, (possibly through some spacial anomaly or undetected ion storm) suddenly appeared inverted in a tree... Current conditions also leave much to be desired. Spock's Vulcan physiology requires higher temperatures, and proper garments for optimal comfort... the forest in which he is now located has a lower than optimal temperature, and coupled with the disappearance of his Uniform and thermal wear he finds himself rather... cold. Though, perhaps it is fortuitous that he appeared in clothes at all... the white pants will have to suffice.
Upon his initial assessment, and descent from the tree, he was amazed to see an alteration to his physical person]

...Fascinating.

[Spock cards his fingers through the feathered protrusions located in the area of his scapula. Since he could feel a rather curious sensation through manual stimulus of the ...wings, Spock can safely assume they are indeed his newly acquired appendages. He could not fail to notice that his wings are the same ebony color his hair is.
Taking in his surroundings, Spock could hear the sound of running water close by... but nothing significant that could give him evidence of his location. The terrain was similar to that of Earth, however, there was 'something' about them that Spock could not quite explain that told him 'no, this is not Earth'...
As he was about to venture towards the water in hopes of finding civilization, something catches his attention... it appears to be some form of recording device located at the base of the tree in which he just descended from. Picking up the device he also notices that it has his name on it and it appears to be active. Curious... This proves that he was indeed sent here on purpose. But why?
Spock finally decides to speak out loud.]

Greetings, I am Spock. Is there a conscious form of life out there that can tell me my current location?

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....forgive me, I have never experienced a situation quite like this before.

[Spock twitches his own wings once more.]

They are rather fascinating. It is unfortunate that they have no practical application other than communication. I had wondered why I no longer needed my Universal Translator.

[It would seem that this female requires more...care. He is sensing that a more simple approach is needed.]

Indeed, shall we discuss that at a later date? Perhaps you can show me where to locate my Uniform shirt?

Indeed, would you be amenable to meeting with me? I will locate you outside of your building.

[Spock could feel Mister Zevran's eyes on his back... he still did not know how to describe this being. However, for now, it seemed that Zevran was content to live here in Luceti... and not partake in other questionable activities.

Ah yes, there is his shirt. Spock lifts the hanger holding his shirt and pants up....]

It would seem that I have located my Uniform. One moment while I put it on.

Fascinating. I would assume similar technology is applied in the phaser, however your universe was able to harness this energy successfully with the use of a stabilizing emitter system. May I see a demonstration?

Indeed, it must be difficult to be away from them at this time? I myself have no siblings. However I.... [Spock was about to mention his mother, but he decided not to talk about her. This was not the time and he needed meditation. As his Captain would say, he was 'saved by the bell' that he located his uniform shirt.]

I seem to have located my shirt. Would you wait a moment while I put it on?

There are rooms for changing at the end of the room, just along the wall. I am fairly certain you will be more than able to dress yourself without assistance.

[Zevran barely looks up from where he's flipping through the clothing racks. He was no minder of children, and this man was an adult. He could handle himself in the dark, dangerous dressing room all on his own.]

[Molly did miss them. She tried not to think about it, however.]

Sure, the dressing rooms are in the back and - I don't know if these are uniform pants, but they look like they might fit?

[She offers the black pants to him.]

Of course.

[Luke activates the weapon, a green blade extending with a hiss and he makes a single strike, neatly removing a dead limb from a nearby tree.]

It can cut through durasteel as easily as paper.

[ He's so Spocky. Surprisingly similar to Sherlock being Sherlock-y or Dr. Brennan in general. ]

Dunno if my universe has a name or anything, honestly. London, England, Earth, two-thousand-twelve. Alien and wing-free.

"It is a universal effect of this place. Even the nonsentient life-forms can speak, though they somewhat predictably have little to say."

I'd be happy to. The simulations are incredible; I'd like to try inputting a few more myself.

Ah yes. I-I'm Helios Sprensonne. It's a pleasure. [ As for occupation... ] I-I'm the headmaster of a school, back home. I-I help with the school here as a teacher too.

[Good call, Spock. Only get in a discussion with this one if you have plenty of time.]

All right. I think your clothes will be in the shop.

[Then again, maybe not. Luceti is a little unreliable that way.]

...Indeed, I will follow your lead.

There is an educational facility here? Curious.... what do you teach?

[Spock's curiosity is peaked at the word 'inputting'...]

We have permission to input our own scenarios?

"Indeed? Is this true also of local animal life? I read that piece of information in the device... yet I am experiencing difficulty believing it."

[Spock was almost disappointed when he heard the year of the universe that Mister Lestrade was from.... for you see, Spock is rather fond of Sherlock literature.]

I see, has anyone else from your Universe 'landed' here?

This is remarkable technology. Lieutenant Sulu, our pilot, who has an affinity for swords, attempted to build such a device. He was aided by our navigator, Ensign Chekov... they were unsuccessful. However, they did almost succeed in altering the state of the ship by puncturing a hole in the hull... Luckily, even their energy source was faulty.

[Spock hesitates for a moment...]

May I?

[Spock looks at the pants and takes them from Miss Carpenter...]
Those are indeed my uniform pants, I thank thee.

[Spock goes into the dressing rooms at the back.... after a few minutes there seems to be rather muffled banging noises emitting from the dressing room....]

[Spock raises an eyebrow and simply nods at Mister Zevran before going into one of the changing rooms.

After a few minutes Spock still has not emerged.

A few more minutes pass by... still nothing....

There are a couple of banging noises coming from the changing room...

"It is. To my knowledge, the flora and fauna are all brought from other worlds in the same way we are."

Of course.

[Luke deactivates the lightsaber and offers it over to Spock.]

It's a fairly old piece of technology in my world, though it is a little different than most. It uses a simple power-cell to power it, but it focuses the energy through a crystal matrix set in the hilt which determines the color, length, and width of the blade.

[In order to not think about Spock changing in the back, Molly had been searching for new graphic T-Shirts. Every once in a while, she got lucky, and one showed up in her size.

...however, the banging sound coming from the dressing room drew her curious concern.]

Everything all right in there?

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JK. no wing kink here! XD

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Spock is about to go geek on you.... :3

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Oh my!

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HEY WHATEVER WORKS FOR YOU MAN

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It's going to start raining....

lol, jk.

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You're in for a trip.

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Sulu would have tried...and done it shirtless too....

whee! /buys a ticket