[It's not unusual for Jade to spend long amounts of time holed up in the workshop, conducting his research and compiling his notes, especially during times of low Malnosso activity. The only distraction lately had been Luke's arrival and helping him get sorted - and dealing with the concept of Luke truly being alive again.
Currently, he was apprehensive about the possibility of some manner of annual love shift, and he had been cross-referencing notes made from all records of previous love shifts that he could find in preparation.
He had left the workshop just for one moment when he returned to find a woman lying on the table. Immediately, he started to take in all visual cues of the newcomer's identity and trying to assess if there was any threat level. It seems clear enough at least that she's a New Feather - and very likely not precisely human.
[ Taking a moment to recover from the intense pain, she quickly looks up on Jade's arrival. Completely ignoring his statement she immediately goes into her demanding questions. And none too quietly either.]
Who are you?! Where am I?! Did you bring me here?! What are these... things?!
Perhaps they've taken a liking to you. You'll find that it's a common occurrence in this world. [Jade's own wings aren't visible currently. He keeps them under his clothes, because exposing something that can be such a critical weak point just doesn't make sense to him.]
And removing them tends to be dreadfully fatal.
[He's never been one for explanations, but after most of what happened back home, he's learned to at least explain enough to keep people from getting themselves killed.]
[The first words were enough to make sparks appear in her eyes and she stomps over to him, practically in Jade's face.]
I don't find you very funny, and if you want to keep that tongue of yours I suggest you start giving me some better answers. I have a ship to get back to.
[Though there is a pause as the word "fatal" sinks in.]
[He's reminded of Natalia by that motion. How nostalgic. He makes a slight tweak at his glasses without being fazed.]
Your ship will wait for you. You're outside of your normal time and space, after all. And so far as I've been able to gather, if you do return home, you'll be tucked nicely back into that same corner of time and space that you last remember.
[She seems smart, so he doesn't see the need to dumb things down at least.]
[This draws another pause and a somewhat stunned look, but it does get the wheels turning in her head. Turning away from him, B'Elanna puts a hand to her face then turns to look at this man again while gesturing said hand.]
So you're saying I'm caught in some sort of Temporal Anomaly?
Mm. [He gives a nod.] You sound familiar with the subject. For now, this anomaly will be your home. And the wings similar are a phenomenon which comes with the world and keeps us alive.
It's a natural reaction to suddenly finding yourself in unfamiliar surroundings. I can't say that it's the worst outburst I've had to deal with, either. [She has nothing on Dist.] You'd be better off working towards getting yourself settled here.
You'll have to go elsewhere for that, unless you're willing to barter with any of my female housemates. Your actual clothing should be safe and sound at the clothing store.
[As the book is presented to her she blinks in surprise as it is indeed her name. She reaches out to take it. She hasn't seen an actual book in a long time. They're archaic where she's from.]
That's right. But since we're going by titles, I'm Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres, Chief Engineer on the starship Voyager.
My, that's quite the title. [And he releases it into her hold.] It's a pleasure to meet you. [Maybe titles being thrown around puts him in a more formal mood.] You may find some fellow space explorers elsewhere in this village.
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Currently, he was apprehensive about the possibility of some manner of annual love shift, and he had been cross-referencing notes made from all records of previous love shifts that he could find in preparation.
He had left the workshop just for one moment when he returned to find a woman lying on the table. Immediately, he started to take in all visual cues of the newcomer's identity and trying to assess if there was any threat level. It seems clear enough at least that she's a New Feather - and very likely not precisely human.
He adjusts his glasses with a tut.]
My, you shouldn't have done that.
[Action: February 13th ish?]
Who are you?! Where am I?! Did you bring me here?! What are these... things?!
[Action: February 13th ish?]
Rest assured, this isn't my doing. You'll find that those things are called wings, and this place is called Luceti.
[Where Is Guy When You Need Him?]
I know what they are, but what are they doing on me?
[Walking Rappigs, I imagine]
Perhaps they've taken a liking to you. You'll find that it's a common occurrence in this world. [Jade's own wings aren't visible currently. He keeps them under his clothes, because exposing something that can be such a critical weak point just doesn't make sense to him.]
And removing them tends to be dreadfully fatal.
[He's never been one for explanations, but after most of what happened back home, he's learned to at least explain enough to keep people from getting themselves killed.]
[The One Named Jade?]
I don't find you very funny, and if you want to keep that tongue of yours I suggest you start giving me some better answers. I have a ship to get back to.
[Though there is a pause as the word "fatal" sinks in.]
[The cute one]
Your ship will wait for you. You're outside of your normal time and space, after all. And so far as I've been able to gather, if you do return home, you'll be tucked nicely back into that same corner of time and space that you last remember.
[She seems smart, so he doesn't see the need to dumb things down at least.]
[Of Course]
So you're saying I'm caught in some sort of Temporal Anomaly?
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[This was more than a little difficult to accept, but stranger things have happened. However, this won't keep her from trying to find a way out.]
I take it you're stuck here too.
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I'm sorry. ... For losing my temper.
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It's a natural reaction to suddenly finding yourself in unfamiliar surroundings. I can't say that it's the worst outburst I've had to deal with, either. [She has nothing on Dist.] You'd be better off working towards getting yourself settled here.
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[She then stands and finally takes notice of what she's wearing.]
Maybe some different clothes would be a good start.
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[She says this as she starts to move towards the door.]
And you never told me your name.
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I suppose I can provide that much assistance.
My name is Colonel Jade Curtiss - Malkuth Imperial Forces, Third Division.
[He does notice her abandoned journal, however, and he leans over to pick it up. And he holds it up, with the cover facing her.]
I'll assume this is your name.
[He was tempted to troll her by calling her the name on the cover, but he wasn't precisely sure of the intended pronunciation.]
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That's right. But since we're going by titles, I'm Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres, Chief Engineer on the starship Voyager.
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[She holds the journal to her, deciding to look it over later.]
Don't get me wrong, but I'm not planning to just sit around like some dog. I don't know what it is you do here, but I intend to get out.