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This was a room he had never seen before, and hardly where Spock had been expecting to turn up when he had stepped onto the transporter pad. It hadn't been all that long since the crew had formed itself around the incorrigible bravado of James Tiberius Kirk, but there was that element of trust among all of them that only a massively traumatizing and life-threatening encounter could create.

This just rang too close to sloppy work done far too quickly. Hardly what he had come to expect and surprising enough that he spoke to someone not there without remembering that he wouldn't be heard if he didn't say it into a communicator.

"I believe you may have missed, Mr. Scott." It was only after he had spoken the words that he realized that the lack of communication devices would make it impossible to speak to those on board the Enterprise, and yet, when he searched for his, it came up missing (he had been certain that he had put it on his belt next to the phaser that was also gone. It was supposed to be standard equipment after all).

The next logical thing, then, was some kind of practical joke, though he had assumed that the crew members would know better than to try it on him as he would not give them the reaction that these kinds of things always seemed to call for. He arched one angular eyebrow over his alien eyes and spoke again to invisible people that might well have been listening from behind the strange metal walls.

"This is no time to make a vain attempt at humor." This mission was supposed to be important and they were wasting time-

-but there was no response. Hardly unexpected, though still almost-frustrating in that way that only a Vulcan could understand- emotional and not all at once.

"I am afraid that I fail to understand the joke." Hadn't he mentioned that these kinds of things escaped his understanding once before? Illogical and unnecessary, all of it. These things served no purpose, and yet humans seemed entirely fascinated by them. It was rapidly becoming apparent, though, that this was no prank, and that perhaps there was no Enterprise nearby to hear him- even if he had his communicator with him.

All he could do, then, was explore this strange room that he had ended up in. Metal. Nothing he had ever seen before, and his scientist's hands itched to be holding his tricorder and find out what it was. What this was.

He took a few steps and nearly tripped over an object at his feet- his lyre, strange thing to have in the room with him. It served no purpose now and he had left it behind in his rooms. It would have been illogical to bring it with him. Still, he cared for it as much as he could care for an item, and he bent down to retrieve the fragile, stringed thing from the floor where it was certainly unsafe.

"This is entirely illogical. Cease these actions immediately and return me to the planet's surface."

A last ditch effort, perhaps. The feel of wood beneath his fingers as he cradled his instrument gently in his hands made it fairly certain that this was no prank. In which case, his first priority was survival in whatever place this was. And that meant leaving this room.

Though the means to accomplish that were hardly apparent.

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[ and for a moment, she totally forgets the confusion that comes with arrival. ]

Spock! You're back!

[ then, a pause. ] Right. Welcome wagon. Hang on a sec.

[ she flips the feed to holo and a little image of kara appears above the tablet on the pedestal. ] You probably don't remember me, but my name is Kara Zor-El and you've been taken to a place called Taxon. You've been abducted by alien hamsters and taken to a multidimensional temporal nexus.

I know it sounds crazy, but Jim's here, too. You can ask him if you don't believe me.

[Back? None of it made any sense, but that that was the stranger's first reaction was intriguing, to say the least. After all, Spock is fairly certain he's never been here before- this is something that he would have remembered.

But then that holographic image appears and he is almost immediately drawn to it, studying it closely. It isn't much like anything he's ever seen before, and taking in the rest of the entirely illogical information would take some time anyway.]

Fascinating.

Yeah, it is. Look, the tablet my hologram is on top of? That's your ticket out of that room. If you want, I can meet you outside of there and give you the scoop on this place.

[Slowly, he picks up the tablet, continuing to try analyzing it by simply looking and suddenly very aware of the weight of the lyre in his other hand. Eventually, though, he nods, once, and answers.]

Of course. My thanks.

No problem.

[ she switches off her tablet and speeds off so she can lean against the wall and wait for spock to come out. ]

[Sure enough, he's smart enough to figure out how to leave the room and emerges (somewhat late for taking some more time to examine the device), entirely confused and not showing it at all.]

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[ she gives him a big grin as she pushes off from the wall. ]

Good to see you again, even if there's the whole getting stuck here thing. Hmm... where to start with explanations... Well. Might as well start with what this place is. And if it's cool with you, I suggest walking and talking at the same time. I can show you where part of the Enterprise is. Jim brought it with him.

I suggest, then, that you begin with where this place is and how it is that only part of the Enterprise has come to be here. As of yet, no explanation has yielded itself to a logical description of where or what this is.

We're not exactly sure where this is, other than underground. If I had to guess, I'd say some sort of pocket dimension, because of the way time moves here. I've been here over four months, now and Jim's been here longer than me. Outside of that, the hamsters pull people from all different universe and times and sticks them here.

As for how the Enterprise is here... everyone, when they get here, brings with them something from home. For some it's a building, or, in Jim's case, a piece of his ship. For me it was a box of pictures and holo-crystals from my home planets. I'm guessing yours would be your lyre since that was with you when you showed up.

[Hardly unexpected, though still disappointing, in a way as close to disappointed as he would ever allow himself to get. None of it made any kind of sense and trying to make it make sense was proving to be a fruitless effort. Why underground? Why, if this truly was a kidnapping, allow something to remind them of home? Did that not entirely defeat the purpose, or was that even the purpose?

There really isn't anything else that he can say to that.]

I see.

It's a lot to take in, I know. Especially since the hamsters seem to make this place as gilded as they can.

It kind of reminds me of Pleasantville sometimes.

I do not believe I am familiar with "Pleasantville."

It's an old movie, even by my standards, about this town that's supposedly perfect and peaceful. At least, that's the relevant part.

I presume that it turned out not to be.

... I never actually saw more than the beginning of the movie, honestly.

Such methods of entertainment are often formulaic and predictable. It might be logically inferred, then, that paradise is discovered to be dystopia.

... well that just took most of the fun out of watching movies.

[He is momentarily tempted to say something about fun being illogical, but decides on tact instead.]

My apologies.

Don't worry about it.

[There is really no response to that, so Spock switches back to another line of questioning. More things that don't make sense.]

How is it that any individual is capable of survival here?

You mean because it's underground or how more of a do we get food and stuff?

Any or all of it. The entirety of the concept is illogical.

You see that bracelet on your wrist?

[He hadn't, but as she pointed it out, he couldn't help but look at it. Just as strange as all of the rest of it. It didn't look like it would come off and he was absolutely certain that it hadn't been there before.]

Fascinating.

Don't try to take it off-- it won't work. I've tried. The results weren't pretty.

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