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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?
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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"I'll be waiting for you at the edge of the village."
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This must be the fellow. Obi-Wan raises a hand in greeting.]
"Hello, there. Spock, wasn't it?"
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I am Commander Spock, First Officer of the USS Enterprise. Who are you?
[Voice]
[He nods in greeting.]
"I am afraid, however, that it will not be possible to return to your ship for some time."
Re: [Voice] This is Fantastic!
[Spock lifts his hand in a Ta'al, the traditional Vulcan greeting.]
Indeed, I had assumed that my chances of getting back to my ship were... very low. It seems that my assumptions were correct.
I am not aware of a species of 'Jedi'. Is that what you are?
[Voice] Panfandom RP: It's kinda like that. :D
[He chuckles.]
"I'm simply human."
[Though if he had to guess, Spock was not. The points of his ears were a common enough genetic variant as to exist in Obi-Wan's own Galaxy, but the mindset he can sense is entirely alien. Many Jedi seek to overcome and make peace with emotion, but in Spock, it's as if the emotion is scarcely there at all.]
Re: [Voice] Goodluck trying to explain the force to Spock.... XDD
[Against his higher physiological functioning, Spock cannot help the slight shiver that goes through him. Vulcan's are used to higher temperatures... and more clothing.]
[Voice]
"Come with me, I can explain while we find your belongings."
[He gives the Vulcan a moment to put on the cloak before leading the other toward the center of the village.]
"The Force is a field of energy that is generated by all living beings, in my Galaxy. It is connected to all life, and those attuned to it can perform feats that would otherwise be impossible. Our tradition is but one point of view, which I suppose makes the Jedi more of a religious sect than anything else."
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[Spock puts on the robe... actually feeling quite at home in such a garment; they are quite similar to the ones on Vulcan.]
Fascinating. Are there more individuals who believe as you do?
[Voice]
[Hmm.]
"... It is a curious feature of this world that it not only draws in people from different worlds, but from different timelines. Luke Skywalker is, here, a thirty-year-old man, who rebuilt the Jedi Order and reshaped the history of our Galaxy. In my timeline... he is barely a few weeks old."
[He chuckles.]
"I believe I warned you. Our situation does not lend itself to brief or simple explanation."
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[Wait it's action now isn't it]
I'm still getting the hang of it.... >_<
Did you experience discomfort?
You're fine, man, I've been doing this for almost a year and I still didn't catch it.
[He turns briefly, allowing Spock to observe the small, precisely cut and meticulously restitched slits in the back of his tunic, through which his own small, brown wings are forced.]
"The cloak typically conceals them, and in truth, I often forget they are even present. Then again, I have been here for perhaps nine months, by the local calendar."
Warning, Spock is about to do something... weird. XD
Though highly illogical and of high detrimental value, they are rather.... aesthetically pleasing.
Oh noes!
JK. no wing kink here! XD
[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.
HEY WHATEVER WORKS FOR YOU MAN
lol, jk.
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[Spock was never one for idle chat, yet he was curious so he decided to ask anyway.]
What is it that you do for enjoyment Mister Kenobi?
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:3 Can't wait to mediate with you! haha