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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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Indeed...

[The first items that Spock notices are his Starfleet issued boots....right next to a second pair a couple of sizes smaller.]

It would seem that either this establishment carries these particular boots in stock, or there is someone else here from my Universe.... The uniform shirts should be easier to locate.

[He peered over Spock's shoulder at the boots.]

...huh. Maybe someone else from your world is going to be coming in soon.

Perhaps.

[Spock stands from collecting his boots and notices a very significant colour of blue hanging from the racks. His uniform shirt is on a hanger along with his undershirt and regulation back pants.]

This is most satisfactory... Is there a possibility any of my gear came through?

This place can be good like that!

[Another gesture for Spock to follow.]

Your gear should be in the item shop just a few doors down. Can't guarantee that you'll find everything, but something should be there. Come on.

Allow me a moment to change.

[Spock looks to the back of the store, and does indeed see a 'changing room.' In short order he has locked himself away.... It takes longer than expected. It isn't long before there are 'bangs' sounding from changing room.]

[The odd 'bangs' concern Lupin enough that he beelined for the fitting room.]

Spock? You okay in there?

I appear to be experiencing.... difficulty (Bang) fitting the wings into my uniform.

Do you by chance have a knife or some other form of cutting utensil with you?

Something tight like that? Yeah, that's normal.

[While normally he could tuck the wings underneath his suit jacket, his favored infiltration gear posed another problem. It was too tight to accommodate the wings, much to his dismay.

He pulled out a penknife and slid it under the door.]

There. That should work, though you'll want to be careful about protecting them. Damage to the wings can lay you up for a while, and removal of both of them is fatal. The doctors here haven't figured out why that is, and it's frustrated a few other scientific minded residents over the summer.

[Spock's struggles stop, and he takes the penknife. There are minor ripping sounds, a few more 'bumps... then..]

Mister Lupin? May I ask a favour of you?

What kind of favor are you asking?

...It would seem that I am unable to pull the wings through the holes in my uniform myself. Until I can make other adjustments at a later time I am, as they say, at your mercy.

I see...

[He knew that feeling too.]

I'm just going to step on in, if you don't mind.

[Lupin shut the door behind him when he entered and turned to assess the problem at hand.]

[Spock stepped out the way to let Mister Lupin in... his situation left much to be desired. His long sleeved black undershirt was on but it was riding up the front because the back of the shirt was being held up by the wings.... Spock's blue uniform shirt was in one hand, the penknife in the other. His face was about as 'beseeching' as a Vulcan could manage.]

[Lupin nodded and set to work, using his callused yet deft hands to gently work the wings under the shirt and through the holes. They were black--of course they were black--but it was a strangely vulnerable experience in Lupin's eyes.

There was a reason he kept his wings under his jacket as often as he could. The weather made him relent, but he never allowed people to touch them unless it was necessary.]

This is quite a mess you're in. Is Starfleet standard uniform usually this tight?

Indeed. The uniforms were designed to be the most efficient for the job. Working on a 'mechanical' ship requires that you do not have garments that are loose so that they might not catch on anything.

[Spock starts to put the blue shirt on over his head and waits once more for Mister Lupin to get it over his wings.]

That makes sense. I wear similar clothes on the job sometimes.

[He refrained from mentioning his career as a thief. A highly logical argument about how it was immoral and unethical was something he didn't want to deal with.]

How does your job involve the mechanical aspects? Didn't you say that you were mainly a researcher?

[It was both his knowledge of the original show and their earlier conversation that led him to this question, though he was actively holding back on revealing any details about that television show. For the moment.]

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[Spock, with the help of Mister Lupin, is finally able to settle into his Uniform. He stands straight, tugs at his shirt hem and tucks his wings close to his body. With meditation Spock is sure to ... orient himself to his new appendages. He turns and faces Lupin.]

That is true, however, my duties as First Officer requires that I have access and knowledge of all aspects of the ship. I often find myself 'lending a hand' in engineering or crawling through Jefferies Tubes. Though each department serving on the ship have various duties, all personnel are required to have basic knowledge of the schematics of the ship in the case of evacuation or hostile activity.

I thank thee once again. [Spock steps out of the dressing room.] What was your occupation in your world?

Ah, that makes sense...

[But the next question had Lupin wondering about how to proceed. He kept his cool even as he debated the merits of telling the truth versus lying to the Vulcan. Lying was his natural default to such questions; one of the first conversations where he was honest about his career in Luceti led to an upstanding (and quite talkative) teenage girl demanding to know why he would choose such an awful lifestyle...and why he was mean enough to steal Fujiko's 'fiance.' However, his inner fanboy chided him--wasn't Spock a telepath and empath in the original series? Would lying to him actually be worse and trigger a similar lecture that the truth would?

ohgodohgodohgodohgod--

He kept himself cool in spite of the internal debate, and glanced over at Spock with an easy smile.]

I specialize in infiltration and extraction...

of the questionably legal kind.

[(Eyebrow raise).... Infiltration and extraction of questionable legality, that was a rather evasive way to say that he specializes in 'breaking and entering' and thievery. Spock did not want to 'push' the matter because Mister Lupin has been so helpful and Spock would not be averse to future communications. However, like his Captain says, the situation 'rubbed the wrong way.']

Do you still lead such a lifestyle in Luceti?

There's nothing worth it here-so no. Unless it's a mission that involves entering covertly? No.

I ...see. [Spock motions that they leave the establishment. He must admit, he is experiencing more 'comfort' in his Uniform.]

Shall we try and locate my equipment?

Not approving, huh? Thought so.

[It wasn't unexpected. He spun on his heels and motioned for Spock to follow.]

That shop is just a few doors down, not very far.

I did not mean to cause... distress. Ka'adith... what is, is. What you have shown of yourself today implies a character that is not malicious or intentionally hurtful. Though I have not known you for any significant amount of time... I will instead wait to be proven wrong of my impression of you.

[Spock walks beside Mister Lupin... as about as placating as a Vulcan will get.]

No, no. It's fine~ I've just had a million lectures about my chosen career since I arrived. Sometimes I wish more people had your concept of...'ka'adith.' It's a really cool term!

[Though, clearly, Spock would in time come to realize exactly how twisted a man Lupin really was.]

Indeed. If you are amenable, I can teach you more Vulcan phrases at a later date.

Are we nearing our destination?

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Pitiful Spock is pitiful....

Oh ho ho, so much~

Don't make me turn this into a wing kink.... XD

OH GOD

You lined it up so well... XD

And now it's in a different kind of alignment~

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Twisted? I'm skeptical.