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[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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[Spock holds his hand up in a Ta'al, a Vulcan hand gesture.]

Greetings. It is 'nice' to meet you as well. I find myself in need of sustenance, is there an establishment that provides food that you could suggest?

[Spock is... impressed at the personality of this creature. He follows along beside her... Spock is not usually inclined to partake in small-talk, so he contents himself with taking in his surroundings.]

You partake in meditation? This is a practice that we have in common. Perhaps if you are amenable, this is an activity we can do together at a later date?

I see.... I apologize for my request. Perhaps... [There is more struggling coming from inside the dressing room and the sounds of rips are audible.

The struggles cease...]

I have one more request. I have managed to rip holes large enough for the wings to fit through the back.... however I am having difficulty getting them through. Can you assist me?

[The door opens slightly, only to reveal Spock with his black long sleeved undershirt on over his head. His arms are cover, but the shirt is pulled up at the front because the wings at the back are preventing it from going down. He looks as miserable as a Vulcan possibly can.]

"I would enjoy that, Spock."

[He finally comes to a stop in front of the clothing shop.]

"Typically, our clothing arrives in this shop at approximately the same time that we arrive in the village. It is not always so... convenient, but since there is no currency here within the village, you may take whatever alternative clothing you require if yours is unavailable."

[He chuckles.]

"Do mind the wings."

Thank you.

[Spock follows close behind Miss Mizuno.]

Indeed. I thank thee for you assistance. Perhaps we shall meet again soon?

I am experiencing some... difficulty fitting the wings under my uniform. Do you have any sharp device that I may utilize?

Then it is agreed. I have always been fascinated with this practice, merely because it was never a possibility in my universe. And already I have met several individuals here who have the capability of wielding magic.

[Spock is nearing the village.]

You mentioned that you were understaffed at the school? In what areas?

The year is 2258. Is there an earth in your universe?

"I certainly hope so, my friend. Please, do not hesitate to contact me if you have need of anything."

Indeed. Peace and long life to you. [Spock lifts his hand in a Ta'al (a Vulcan hand gesture) and ventures into the shop.]

...if you let me in I will do you one better, my friend.

Not to my knowledge, I'm from a different Galaxy. However, I've a theory.
Its possible that worlds are connected in some way, and that this place is a sort of nexus where they meet.

I think we should also stop at the shop to find some dry clothes.

[Molly winced a little at those ripping sounds and made a mental note to start carrying around a knife. Even a pocket knife would do.

And when Spock opened the door, the internal squee track which had been running since the beginning of their conversation and only getting progressively louder at intervals ground to a sudden halt. He looked so uncomfortable.]

Of course.

[She dropped the shirt in her hand back on the shelf and hurried over.]

Just turn around.

[Spock hesitates for a moment... but he was in a compromised position, and he needed assistance. His shirt was over his head and he had managed to put his arms through... but his uniform was stuck quite uncomfortably above his wings...

Spock opens the door in silent agreement. ]

My thanks.

[Spock turns around and waits for Miss Carpenter.... not that he is apprehensive or anything.]

I am all for appreciating tight clothing but this seems a bit ridiculous.

[Don't mind him slipping inside and just leaning back to admire the view for awhile. Lean. Pale. A very pleasing figure to the eye and it is becoming more than a little blatant that he's not focused on the problem as much as he could be.

Without much further commentary he pulls a knife from the small of his back- a slim, light blade, and reaches up with a warm hand to rest it against the base of his wings. The fabric was strange to him, but not a bad color.]

Fascinating, that is an intriguing hypothesis. A temporal nexus is one very logical answer. However, I might propose a fissure in the nexus. This way the Malnosso would have acted as the high energy discharge that would have resulted in our temporary existence here.

[Spock thinks about this for a moment.]

It might be possible to format a phase discriminator.... this is a device that would cause a break in the nexus and allow for manipulation in subspace reality. Most curious...

[Spock seems a little lost in thought at the moment....]

[Spock jumps a little at the contact... he is not used to such... physicality. However, he remains silent. Spock can feel the scrutiny at his back, though he does not know how to deal with the situation.]

Agreed. Would you be amenable to assisting me in locating proper garments?

There's a good few of us here. [ Helios laughs lightly at that. ] But, um, the spirits would probably be your best bet for starting magical practice. Um. Wh-whenever you, ah, get settled we can begin if you'd like.

[ Helios has a look of consternation on his face at that question. ] To be honest. I-I think most areas are...

[Follow the line of the shirt, make the requisite cuts, and step back.

Or.

Have a little fun.

The choice was an easy one to make, really. Zev did slide his hand up a few inches along Spock's back, attempting to tug the fabric away from the man's cool skin, the side of his hand brushing and disheveling a few of his feathers.]

Hn...this is tricky.

That is... logical. However, I am curious in regards to these 'spirits'... where might I find one?

And perhaps, as you say 'when I get settled' I may assist you at the school?

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Ha! It looks like you're wearing one of Jim's shirts from TOS. XD

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Do you have any clothes that would fit him? haha

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XD

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:3 Can't wait to mediate with you! haha

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nope. pondering shop?

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