001 » ACTION/TEXT

[logistical]

[action; closed to mccoy, kirk, and uhura]

[ He reaches the apartment barely out of breath. He's the picture of professionalism but anyone who knows him as well as they do will see the anxiety immediately. The Doctor'd been shouting, Jim had been coughing and Nyota -- he does not even want to consider what he might do if she's been harmed. ]

[ He knocks, the rapping hard and too loud in the empty corridor. The sharp shard in his heart is... dread. ]



[action; open]

[ The City is his to explore for the moment. He's out of uniform, dressed plainly in dark-coloured coat and pants (yes, in the heat, perks of growing up in a desert). He hasn't done anything about the ears quite yet, but a hat is with him, half-poking out of a pocket, just in case. ]

[ The meandering appears to be random, but to anyone watching closely (or long enough) a discernible pattern emerges: a simple grid layout with delays between returns to certain points. He's checking back, double checking, too. Mostly, he can be found with his tricorder, occasionally peering quizzically at it, or observing a few people at the central arrival square. (Maybe he's even observing you.) ]


[text]

[ Once he gets the hang of the network, he opts for a simple text post. No need to unnecessarily alarm anyone who is unfamiliar with aliens, and furthermore, no need to bring attention to his presence. Khan may have unexpected allies. ]

Greetings. I am a recent arrival.

What is the highest level of technology available here? Is it freely available to the populace? Where might I find parts?

Your assistance is appreciated.

Comments

Text

[logistical]

I am accustomed to a level of technology far above what I have observed in the City so far.

[= 'help me I'm in the stone ages']

Re: Text

[recognize_an_opportunity]

So you're from the future, then? I know it's not the future for you, of course.

Text

[logistical]

Relative to you, yes.

Re: Text

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Most people here are from the future, relative to me. What're you looking for the parts to build?

Text

[logistical]

To repair this device, currently. It does not allow me to use private channels of communication.

Re: Text

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Good luck with that. People haven't always had an easy time with the devices in the past.

Text

[logistical]

Do you know who might be of assistance, or where I may find parts?

Re: Text

[recognize_an_opportunity]

You might have some luck speaking to Marie Delacroix. She's a scientist of some talent.

Text

[logistical]

Thank you.

May I ask how long you have been here?</FONT

Re: Text

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Seven months and ten days.

Text

[logistical]

["I'm sorry" isn't really in Spock's vocabulary, and when it is, he's never sure how to say it.]

Have you made escape attempts?

Re: Text

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Not exactly, although I was returned to my own home once, but of course brought back here shortly thereafter.

Text

[logistical]

May I ask what happened, precisely?

Re: Text

[recognize_an_opportunity]

When I initially arrived in the City, I was eighteen. I was here for several months, then, apparently, disappeared for around three days. What was three days in the City, however, was almost three years at home. I had no memories of my time in the City during my time at home. However, when I returned to the City after three years -- or three days, depending on how you look at it -- I was twenty-one, and had memories of everything that had happened at home. My memories of the City also returned to me.