[Holo] Arrival

[christinechapel.livejournal.com]

Christine walked back and forth between the supply cabinet and the crate she was working on. It was a boring day and she was doing a monotonous job: restocking. Her soft-soled boots were quiet as she moved, the only sound in the area was her soft humming and the clink of the glass vials as she placed them in their respective holders.

Doing this part of her job was easy. The shelves had been set up according to Starfleet regulation and she knew the filing system blindfolded. So, of course her mind was anywhere but on her current job. As she hummed and stocked, she thought about the party that was going on after shift tonight. Uhura and Sulu had told her about it. It was to start at one of the random bars outside of the Academy and end up...wherever. It promised to be a fun night, really.

Turning, her head down as she finished the tune, she took a step before something happened. Everything seemed to shift and for a split second she felt dizzy. Looking up, she noticed she wasn't in the medical bay of the Enterprise any longer. Confusion lined her features as she stood, frozen, trying to get her bearings.

“Alright, Scotty. If this is some kinda joke it isn't funny,” she finally managed, the smile on her face returning.

She waited a few seconds and nothing happened. “Scotty? Guys? Someone...? This isn't funny!” She was more determined now, but still nothing.

Frowning, she looked down at her uniform, her hands brushing against the front of the blue science officer's dress. Everything seemed to be intact...her fingers traced the silver bracelet around her wrist. That was new. Inhaling deeply, she looked up again. She felt fine, so her curiosity got the better of her and she hopped off the platform she was on. Immediately, she noticed the tablet on the pedestal. Picking it up, she smiled.

“Hey...uhm...hello?” she started, biting her bottom lip as she tried to figure out what to say. She could read the controls, so they must be able to understand her some how. “Is anyone there?”

Okay, so maybe not such a great way to get someone's attention, but Christine was a science officer, not on a trained search and rescue unit. The total randomness of this got to her and she started giggling as she went back to looking around, waiting for a response or for her to figure a way out of here.

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[childoftwo.livejournal.com]

"That has yet to be determined."

Although Spock had spent the majority of his time in Taxon endeavouring to work out where they were - and, perhaps more importantly, how to leave - he had been unable to produce significant results. It was something that troubled him more than his implacable expression indicated.

"Currently, only myself, the Captain, Doctor McCoy and Lieutenant Uhura are being held here. There are constructs, colloquially referred to as 'extras', that could be considered the native population of the city, but they have not provided us with any useful information."

[christinechapel.livejournal.com]

"Huh," she mumbled, walking down the hall. It almost sounded like although they knew some things, it wasn't enough to get a grasp on what was going on. Great, just great.

"So, where are ya'll? I'm not seein' anyone right now, cept on this PADD thingy," she said a bit louder, glancing down at the screen then back up again. Her knowledge of non-medical technical stuff was limited and usually devolved into vague placeholder names to get her point across.

[childoftwo.livejournal.com]

That would have been an adequate summary of the situation if voiced, yes.

"I am currently located in the Bridge of the Enterprise," he answered, "A number of key locations on the ship have been accurately replicated and brought to Taxon." It could only be a replication of the Bridge, after all. The idea of the ship being separated in such a manner was highly illogical, to say the least.

[christinechapel.livejournal.com]

"Really?" she questioned, trying to sound not as surprised as she felt. It took her a few seconds to process what he said, though. She had to sort out what she thought he said and what he actually said. "Oh...oh. A reproduction. Huh. Well, where is this reproduction of the Enterprise?"

She felt that, aside from anything else, the sooner she was around people she knew the sooner she could help, or attempt to help, with figuring how to get back home.

[childoftwo.livejournal.com]

"The tablet - the device you are currently using to communicate with me - can be used to produce a map of the city. It will allow you to locate the Enterprise and, if you select the appropriate setting, any individual that has been fitted with a bracelet."

The technology employed by the people of Taxon - or, more accurately, by the people who had transported them to Taxon - was highly advanced. Though that made life in the city somewhat more simple, it also made formulating an escape more challenging.

"If you require assistance," he added, as an extremely formal afterthought, "I will proceed to your current location and escort you back to the ship."

[christinechapel.livejournal.com]

Good to know this thing was that useful. Chris clicked a few buttons on the screen to see what they brought up.

"I-e-uhm..." she started, a bit distracted by playing with the tablet, "that might be wise. Do you think you should check with Captain Kirk, first? I might possibly be able to make my way there, if it's not to far," she said.

[childoftwo.livejournal.com]

Spock raised an eyebrow. It hadn't occurred to him to ask permission. Not because he did not respect the Captain or the authority his rank afforded him, but because she was a member of the crew. Though she did not, as far as he was aware, have Bridge clearance on the Enterprise, it would be illogical to deny her access to the Bridge in Taxon. It was one of the few areas of the ship that they currently had.

Or perhaps she was attempting to inquire as to whether he needed permission to leave the ship?

"It is located in Speares, a district in the northern sector of the city."