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Tweak says, "C'est la vie."

frigga doesn't have a favorite (aproudmother) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2009-06-04 23:13:00

Entry tags:

!closed, amanda grayson, george kirk

WHO: George Kirk & Amanda Grayson
WHAT: Unexpected Arrivals
WHERE: Outside the Library
WHEN: Before this
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress

This...was a library. It wasn't often that a starship looked like a library unless one was in the library of a starship, but this was most definitely a library. She had to have ended up in the wrong place. Her eyes lifting to the empty spot where her son should have been standing, Amanda was more than certainly of it. She was in the wrong place. It was really such a shame that she didn't know what that place was other than a very immense library. But all answers come in time, and when one was deposited into the middle of an unfamiliar library by sheer dumb luck, one does not pass up the opportunity to peruse the reading material.

Amanda had to say that she was more than disappointed when each book that she opened was blank, "What's the use of a book without pictures or conversation?" Amanda recited, quietly amusing herself as she tried another. Still blank. What's the use of a library for blank books? the sound of melt on melt, however, distracted her from her attempt to read nothing. Eyes lifting from the blank pages, the line of animated suits of armor heading towards her provoked a soft, surprised noise.

Curiouser and curiouser. This place certainly seemed odd. How far off had the transporter beam thrown her? She couldn't recall any planets near Vulcan with this sort of life or technology.

As they closed the distance between them and her rather rapidly, snatching her by both arms, Amanda was taken off guard, a frustration building her gut, "Get your hands off of me, you melt monstrosities!" She growled, yelping as she met with the pavement outside the library face first soon after, something that looked similar to a comms device laid next to her before the knights retreated inside, closing the doors behind them. By then, she had flipped over onto her rear, glaring up at the doors with a huff.

"And stay there!"

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twelveminutes
2009-06-10 08:49 am UTC (link)

Settling in. George knew that there was a much better chance they were going to have to do that rather than simply find a way out, but he didn't want to think about it. That would mean conceding defeat - even if just temporarily - and he wasn't the type to give up without one hell of a fight.

He didn't respond as such, though, instead preferring to let the conversation end with Amanda's wisely spoken words as he led them in the direction of the nearest set of shops. As they walked, he took note of their surroundings and committed as many little, seemingly innocuous, things to memory as he could. Everything from the clear lack of pollution in the air that should have existed if this were the time period on Earth it appeared to be, all the way to the type of clothing being worn by the locals as they passed, was filed away for him to examine later when he wasn't so frazzled and overwhelmed.

After a few seconds, however, George grew tired of the albeit companionable silence and glanced at the woman beside him. "So what is it that you do, Amanda?" he questioned in a polite, yet clearly curious, tone. There was a flash of humor in his blue eyes as he added, "Besides finding yourself in strange locations without any idea how you got there to begin with, of course."

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aproudmother
2009-06-10 09:19 am UTC (link)

"I used to be a teacher," Amanda said, returning the humor with a smile of her own. "But that's quite a few decades ago from where I'm standing even if it's only a few years from where you are," She said, chuckling. "Lately, I've simply found myself being an Ambassador's wife with all of the pride, privilege, and headaches that come along with it."

Adjusting the shawl about her shoulders, Amanda paused as they reached the first street and the line of stores just beyond it, taking in the layout with a quiet and discerning eye, "It's almost like an old style main street before urban sprawl took effect. Quite fascinating especially if you take into account the fact that the rest of this place appears to be built like a major metropolitan area."

The stall in her gait was only temporary, though, as she turned back to George, chuckling, "Does give it a more homey feel, though."

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twelveminutes
2009-06-15 09:50 pm UTC (link)

A teacher. That explained a little of what he was sensing from the woman. The ability to stay calm in such an unsettling situation. That was what teachers were expected to do, when they had children looking up to them, right? The next bit, however, had George questioning if maybe that was the reason that she was reacting so... decidedly odd from how he would expect most human women in this situation.

He didn't question which Ambassador. That seemed rude, somehow. Instead he just nodded and listened as she spoke some more about their surroundings. Whether it was intentional or not on her part, George had to admit that Amanda was doing a great deal to help keep him calm. Ironic, really, since that should have been his job as a Starfleet officer.

"That it does," he agreed with a smile. He took in their surroundings at that point, but didn't see anyone who looked as out of place as they were. Refusing to be daunted by a lack of luck on their first try, he smiled once more at Amanda. "Where would you like to venture first?"

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aproudmother
2009-06-16 01:13 pm UTC (link)

"Do you see a grocery store down the line?" Amanda asked, pushing up on her tip-toes and extending her view as far down the street as she could manage. It seemed the most likely place to find other people. While recreations were nice and would most likely be necessary someplace like this, food was the one requirement. It was impossible to say exactly how the natives got nourishment, but she knew how she did. "Seems like the most likely place to find others, if there are any here."

Even if there were far more interesting buildings on the strip, they had set out for a purpose, after all. They could explore more once they found what they had started looking for. And then again, if they were the only ones here... Well, they could worry about what that might mean later.

"After you," She said, grinning back at him as she gestured towards the street.

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twelveminutes
2009-06-30 09:36 pm UTC (link)

Being taller, George had a somewhat better line of sight and put it to good use looking for what she'd asked. It made sense, he admitted, and had a feeling that there were very few times when the woman beside him didn't make sense more than likely.

"It looks like there's a grocery at the far end, that way," he commented, giving her another grin and shrug before heading in that direction. A few of the shops they passed manage to catch his eye - everything from trinkets that appeared to be straight out of the late twentieth century to clothing from a similar period, all the way down to a small pet menagerie with yipping puppies and purring kittens in cages lined in front of the store.

"Whatever this place is, it seems to want us to settle in for the long haul," George commented as he took his gaze from the pet shop back to Amanda. After all, a pet - if nothing else - was a pretty long-term commitment as far as he was concerned.

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