one ✚ arrival

[affectioning]

[ If anyone is hanging out in the square, they'll see a very confused looking teenager slowly bringing what is not his cell phone closer to his face. And if anybody is looking at the network, they see the adorable can't be mad at that face moving closer to the screen. He tilts his head, perplexed. He looks around. Nobody else looks completely confused.

But, wait. He hears other people on this thing. He squints. Could this be some kind of mass communication device? Give a gold star to Scott McCall as he looks around him and then back down. ]

Can anybody hear me? Or, see me? Anyone know how far away I am from Beacon Hills? [ Or how he even got here? ] It's in California. [ This doesn't look like California. He'd ask for help but it's not exactly something he wants to do. He can handle this. It reminds him of those times he woke up miles from home. But, that was a wolf thing. Could this be true alpha related? Is this something he has to look forward to? ] Or, if anybody near me has a cell, I need to reach some people. [ Or, at least his mother. Hi Mom. I'm all right. I just woke up in a strange place. ] Thanks.

[ But, he pauses. His nose picks something up. Yes. He distinctly smells something familiar. Or, mouth-watering. It's not clear. And that's all the network gets as he brings it back down to his side. But, the video continues as he's walking in some nondescript direction. ]

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permavoice »

[affectioning]

A friend made it sound like I was dropped into the bottom of a jar. I can't get out unless it sends me back. It's another dimension. Not much past that. Oh, and everyone's getting sick.

[medicos]

That's pretty much what you're in for. There's not much to go on when that's all that everyone knows.

[affectioning]

Nothing past that?

[medicos]

Aside from the fact that this entire place is a temporal anomaly and everyone's been pulled from various timelines in their world? Deities used to run the place until an anonymous regime decided to take over. I don't know much about the details of that myself since I just got here barely a month ago, so you've got more chance getting info from others.

Or you can ask your friend. [ he remembers that you have one, oh. ] Stiles, right?

[affectioning]

Yeah. Stiles. Have you met him?

[medicos]

Yeah, he stopped over the apartment the other day and made Jim and I some lasagna.

Nice kid, just weird. [ this is a compliment. ]

[affectioning]

Jim? Jim Kirk?

[ Wait. That voice. No. No way. He was texting Captain Kirk and now he's -- he's speaking to -- well, until he can get confirmation... ]

We talked. Texted. [ But, also a smile. ] Yeah, he's Stiles.

[medicos]

Yeah, that guy. [ that guy, like he's not a legend or a household name or anything. ]

I'm McCoy. Doctor Leonard McCoy, if it's all the same to you.

[affectioning]

It is. [ Hoooooly shit. ] Dr. McCoy. Or, what do you prefer? [ What does he call Leonard "Bones" McCoy? What he wants to be called, of course. ] I'm Scott. McCall.

[medicos]

Dr. McCoy is fine. [ you need to talk to jim if you want to call him 'bones'. the guy has it patented and everything. ]

[affectioning]

[ Scott thinks calling him by his nickname, which he shouldn't know, would be creepy. ]

OK. Dr. McCoy. [ Totally the same to him. ] How was Stiles' lasagna?

[medicos]

[ don't make him compliment someone, it takes a lot of effort!!! ]

Jim finished most of it in a day, and the kid made two whole trays of 'em.

[affectioning]

[ DOES IT?? ]

Does he hang with you guys a lot?

[medicos]

He's been around once or twice.

He spends more time with Jim. Not a damn clue what they're doing, though. I'm usually at the hospital.

[affectioning]

I think he said, sparring. Teaching Stiles self defense. [ Scott could do that. Sort of. Maybe. ]

[medicos]

Jim was the assistant instructor for hand to hand combat back at Starfleet Academy. Your friend's in capable hands, if you're worried.

[affectioning]

I'm not. [ He's jealous. But, he's also a werewolf. ] Do you work in the hospital? [ Doctor... ]

[medicos]

[ since you've been perfectly acceptable, scott, he'll answer dumb questions. ]

Yeah. Not many places to be in for a doctor, is there? At least, I get to do something while the rest of the City's either trying to find a way out or playing house.

[affectioning]

[ hey hey, you usually work on the enterprise, okay? maybe that's the name of it. he can't quite remember. but, maybe that means you don't? obviously, you do... ]

Yeah, right. It's something to do.

[medicos]

You should go do the same, kid. If you're as lucky as we are, you might be spending a lot of time in this place.

[ paragon of optimism, this one. ]

[affectioning]

[ Working on it. But, he will. He's not a kid who likes idle hands. Not anymore. He wants responsibility. And a schedule. ]

Better to be occupied than bored for the next year?

[medicos]

Better to keep yourself busy enough to forget how long you've actually been in here. I've heard of someone who's been stuck here for far too long, almost since the beginning.

[affectioning]

When was the beginning?

[medicos]

Six to seven years ago? Approximately. If we're going by Earth years.

[affectioning]

Is this your first time here?