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[Chekov is, to put it mildly, alarmed to find the bridge of the Enterprise replaced by the City--the fountain, specifically. As startling as the abrupt change of scenery is, there are, as far as the young navigator is concerned, worse places to find oneself than in a fountain. The shallow water feels good after hours--he can't even begin to guess at how many hours--spent running around in the bowels of a beleaguered ship, issuing orders and trying to nurse failing systems along.

There's no time to enjoy the surprise reprieve. It takes several moments for his City memories to hit and several more for them to fall back into place but, once they do, Chekov has the presence of mind to remove the gold tunic that marks him as a Starfleet officer. Harrison is here. The captain had warned them against making themselves targets.

The captain. Captain Kirk, who's alive here...

Chekov, wet curls plastered to his forehead and stripped down to his black undershirt, clambers out of the fountain and disposes of his gold shirt. He fingers his hair into some semblance of order and fumbles for his waterlogged communicator.]

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He--? [Audio and video distort and give way to static. After some minor adjustments, they return. Chekov doesn't look all that different than he did prior to his disappearance (thanks to the City's temporal isolation from other universes, he's actually a few months younger than he was over a week ago, if sturdier), but recent events have given him a somewhat haggard countenance.] Hello? This is En--Pavel Chekov. I realize that very little time has passed--relatively speaking, I mean--but I must ask: Who is here still?

[Starfleet people, that's directed primarily at you.

And, hesitantly:] Has anyone fed my dog?

[ooc: Action or video! Chekov is back in the City and updated to the not-quite-end of Into Darkness (immediately after San Francisco getting smashed up and Spock beaming down). I tried to steer clear of major spoilers here, but I make no promises for the comments.]

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Pavel.

[Relief.]

There you are.

Ginny, hello. My apologies--I had no intention of going missing so suddenly.

Don't apologise, I did the same thing a year ago.

Are you alright? I've missed you.

[Not everyone is quite so forgiving...]

I am far more alright than I might be. And you?

[He would have missed her, too, but it's only been, like... twenty minutes in City-time.]

My birthday was overrun by pirates. All things considered, not wonderful but not terrible.

[Getting kidnapped by your best friend turned pirate kind of puts a damper on things.]

How long's it been?

Happy birthday to you, belatedly. [Pirates, what. If only this kind of thing was surprising.] Next year, maybe, you can have a birthday without pirates. Were you able to celebrate?

At home? Nearly ten months.

No, not really. But you're just in time for the party if you'd like.

[Ten months. Longer than either of her trips back.]

A lot can happen in ten months.

[All things considered, a party sounds like a terrible idea. Then again, so does hiding and moping...]

I wouldn't refuse.

[Ginny's not wrong there. She's so dead-on that a response is slow to come.]

And it did. I find it hard to believe that only over a week has passed here.

Only a week, but I still worried.

There was no need to worry.

[But enough about that!]

You are twenty-one now, correct?

I'm twenty-one, yeah. Weird, right?

Oh, yes. You're terribly old now; soon you will need to retire from racing brooms.

[There's a burst of laughter from her end.]

I always gave my brothers hell for being "ancient" and they were barely my age now when I did it. I've seen the error of my ways.

It's a shame that you have no younger siblings to remind you of how old you've become.

[But if she needs a younger sibling...]

I have a feeling you'll do a fine job of it if I ever forget.

I would try, but only if you tease me about being young in return. I would deserve that.

Pavel, in loads of ways, you're older than most people I knew at your age.

[Pause.]

Merlin, I sound old when I say it like that.

And you sound older every minute.

No, I think that I understand what you mean to say.

You say the sweetest things, Mr Chekov.

I do try, Miss Ginny.

I'll see you at the party.

Edited 2013-08-18 22:25 (UTC)

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