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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?
Oh...that's good. Luke has a lot of those, haha
Of course I could. We can train in the battle dome and make digital copies, though I'm afraid I've only got one spare that gets lent out in times of trouble. Though the training could easily apply to any sword.
oh Mark Hamill... you are so cute. ^_^
[Spock gives a half smile obviously pleased with the turn of events.]
I feel as though our exchange has been very one sided, there is little at this moment I can offer you.
=D
[Luke returns the smile]
Say, you mentioned Earth. What year is it for you, at home?
XD
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Its possible that worlds are connected in some way, and that this place is a sort of nexus where they meet.
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[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....]
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[Oh he loves science talk!]
However, the Malnosso intercept us and bring us into the barrier, which could be done with some sort of gravity well generator. People travelling between worlds would logically have to travel at incredible speeds, increasing their mass. Else they'd never breach the barrier between worlds. The world itself clearly provides some means of safe arrival, otherwise we'd simply be mynocks on a viewport...
[Also musing...]
Let the geekery commence!
Has it been considered that the barrier itself is a singularity?
[...Spock does not know what a Mynock is... he will ask about it later.]
ahahaha
That is still possible though.
^3^
Perhaps we will have time after I have settled to go over this? I would be most interested in attempting to solve this fascinating mystery.
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[He continues on into the village. They've been walking for a while, they should be there by now...]
Here's the village. Its not much, but it's got a rustic charm to it.
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Are you of a medical mind, Mister Spock?
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[Spock quirks and eyebrow.]
Though I am inclined to leave surgical procedures to the professionals. Why do you inquire?
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[With that, a Jedi and a Vulcan made there way into town, acquired clothes and food, and found Spock an acceptable place to live. The beginnings of an interesting, comfortable friendship...]