True, but even then, they still sound nicer rolling off the tongue. I
thought about using the Vulcan names for the colors, but the Spanish just
felt better.
[ Kirk picked up Roja and plopped them on Biffy’s shoulder. Roja’s
tufts flicked and swiveled, but otherwise seemed content as always besides
some shifting to explore its new perch. ]
They’re very chill. And calming. They actually help keep you calm - little
low level empaths. They can’t control your mind or anything, but they just
help you breathe a little easier.
[ He scratched Azul absently. ]
Ah, but you wanted to talk to me about something? Sorry, I didn’t mean to
get us off track.
[ He nodded, reaching under the table and pulling up the data pad,
which was currently hooked up to the little box on his table. He brought up
the calendar they had started. ]
[ Kirk nodded and tapped at the pad, entering the data into a chart.
Several numbers after it morphed and he considered them for a moment before
nodding. ]
All right, that’s one more data point.
[ He looked up at Biffy as he dismisses the charts, a new program
swiping back into place that looked like a star chart, lines of code in a
box beside it. ]
It will take a few more months probably before we can get you a solid
timeline, but I think with this we can get you an approximate number of
days before it happens again.
Based on the past two months, I do suspect it is Earth, though how that’s
possible so many light years away is beyond me. Some things here, though,
you just learn to accept.
[ He saw Biffy looking and smiled, tapping a button at the bottom of
the screen and giving an order to the room. The lights dimmed some and the
little box on his table came to life. Light rose from the top and pressed
against the ceiling and down the walls, surrounding them with stars, some
connected with thread-thin lines. ]
Another one of my projects, mostly to keep my mind busy. Chekov’s been
providing a lot of the data - got a big chunk as my birthday present.
I write the code and make the machinery, but Chekov provides the data.
Without that this would be little more than a very bright and hardly useful
nightlight.
[ He smiled and then looked down, tapping in directions. The stars
shifted, swirled, and after a moment resolved. The blue or earth’s orb and
silver sub looked far off in the distance, the sun further still, the other
planets swirling colored balls. He looked at Biffy, grinning widely. ]
[ Kirk chuckled and nodded, tapping a few commands. Earth zoomed in,
rotating to show the European continent. Kirk switched Earth to "night
view" and the continents lit up with their web of lights. ]
There are. London.
[ He pointed to a mass of light on the island just to the north of
France. He turned the globe so that it showed the American continents, and
he pointed to a much quieter dot in the northern part of America. ]
That's Riverside. Or, well, close enough to it. That's where I lived most
of my life.
[ He tapped a few more commands and slowly the Earth grew smaller,
blowing out into the circle of the solar system, the planets swirling on
their orbits in a cosmic dance. ]
And we hope that, in collecting this data, should we ever be freed of
Atroma, we can use the data to find our way home. Right now, we know the
coordinates of Earth but the issue with that is that those coordinates are
based off Star Fleet records, which may not even exist here, which means
those coordinates may not be useful. So, more or less, we're just trying to
leave ourselves a trail of bread crumbs to work back as far as we can.
Maybe we would. Maybe we wouldn't. We honestly don't know. Right now it
seems that Atroma controls when and where we go back or get pulled from. If
we somehow escaped Atroma's field, there's no guarantee that we will be
sent back to where we came from.
Well, you know what they say - hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
I hope everyone can go home, if that’s where they want to go. I hope
everyone just ends up somewhere they’re happy.
But the more realistic version is we get stuck in a part of space not even
the space faring people have seen before. Better to have half a map than no
map.
[ A small shrug with one shoulder, the stars continuing to draw father
and further out. ]
If nothing else I have my uniforms from my world, so I can look the part of
a space explorer when the time comes.
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You named them Blue and Red?
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[ Kirk grinned sheepishly. ]
Naming things is not one of my strong suits, but at least Azul and Roja have a better ring to them than Blue and Red.
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[He may be British but his ancestry is Spanish after all.]
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[ He laughed. ]
True, but even then, they still sound nicer rolling off the tongue. I thought about using the Vulcan names for the colors, but the Spanish just felt better.
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I'm honestly just grateful they're not nervous around me. Some creatures are around werewolves.
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[ Kirk picked up Roja and plopped them on Biffy’s shoulder. Roja’s tufts flicked and swiveled, but otherwise seemed content as always besides some shifting to explore its new perch. ]
They’re very chill. And calming. They actually help keep you calm - little low level empaths. They can’t control your mind or anything, but they just help you breathe a little easier.
[ He scratched Azul absently. ]
Ah, but you wanted to talk to me about something? Sorry, I didn’t mean to get us off track.
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Amazing...
[He looks back to him.]
Yes. I had another cycle.
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[ He nodded, reaching under the table and pulling up the data pad, which was currently hooked up to the little box on his table. He brought up the calendar they had started. ]
It ended yesterday or....?
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[ Kirk nodded and tapped at the pad, entering the data into a chart. Several numbers after it morphed and he considered them for a moment before nodding. ]
All right, that’s one more data point.
[ He looked up at Biffy as he dismisses the charts, a new program swiping back into place that looked like a star chart, lines of code in a box beside it. ]
It will take a few more months probably before we can get you a solid timeline, but I think with this we can get you an approximate number of days before it happens again.
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[He leans over to look at the star chart. It's quite fascinating really.]
Have you been able to determine if there is a certain moon I am tied to? So far this seems rather consistent.
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Based on the past two months, I do suspect it is Earth, though how that’s possible so many light years away is beyond me. Some things here, though, you just learn to accept.
[ He saw Biffy looking and smiled, tapping a button at the bottom of the screen and giving an order to the room. The lights dimmed some and the little box on his table came to life. Light rose from the top and pressed against the ceiling and down the walls, surrounding them with stars, some connected with thread-thin lines. ]
Another one of my projects, mostly to keep my mind busy. Chekov’s been providing a lot of the data - got a big chunk as my birthday present.
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This is quite the birthday present.
[That's an understatement based on his reaction.]
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I write the code and make the machinery, but Chekov provides the data. Without that this would be little more than a very bright and hardly useful nightlight.
[ He smiled and then looked down, tapping in directions. The stars shifted, swirled, and after a moment resolved. The blue or earth’s orb and silver sub looked far off in the distance, the sun further still, the other planets swirling colored balls. He looked at Biffy, grinning widely. ]
Home sweet home.
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This is where I'm from too.
[He reaches up to point to the Earth.]
Here. I come from London.
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[ Kirk chuckled and nodded, tapping a few commands. Earth zoomed in, rotating to show the European continent. Kirk switched Earth to "night view" and the continents lit up with their web of lights. ]
There are. London.
[ He pointed to a mass of light on the island just to the north of France. He turned the globe so that it showed the American continents, and he pointed to a much quieter dot in the northern part of America. ]
That's Riverside. Or, well, close enough to it. That's where I lived most of my life.
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[He watches it then shifts his gaze to the place Kirk is referring to. America, of course. He observes it for a moment more then looks to Kirk.]
May I ask what your project is exactly? What you're doing with this star information?
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Keeping myself busy, mostly.
[ He tapped a few more commands and slowly the Earth grew smaller, blowing out into the circle of the solar system, the planets swirling on their orbits in a cosmic dance. ]
And we hope that, in collecting this data, should we ever be freed of Atroma, we can use the data to find our way home. Right now, we know the coordinates of Earth but the issue with that is that those coordinates are based off Star Fleet records, which may not even exist here, which means those coordinates may not be useful. So, more or less, we're just trying to leave ourselves a trail of bread crumbs to work back as far as we can.
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[He's only asking because he met someone recently he was taken home then brought back here. So that means it could be achieved again.]
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Maybe we would. Maybe we wouldn't. We honestly don't know. Right now it seems that Atroma controls when and where we go back or get pulled from. If we somehow escaped Atroma's field, there's no guarantee that we will be sent back to where we came from.
[ He glanced at the stars, growing myriad. ]
Just planning for all the possibilities.
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Well, you know what they say - hope for the best and prepare for the worst. I hope everyone can go home, if that’s where they want to go. I hope everyone just ends up somewhere they’re happy.
But the more realistic version is we get stuck in a part of space not even the space faring people have seen before. Better to have half a map than no map.
[ A small shrug with one shoulder, the stars continuing to draw father and further out. ]
If nothing else I have my uniforms from my world, so I can look the part of a space explorer when the time comes.
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[It's a personal interest of his.]
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Hmm? Oh, sure, if you like. I can’t say they’re very exciting though.
[ He pushed up from the table, turning on the lights and going to his closet. He glanced over his shoulder at Biffy. ]
Do you want me to model them too?
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I certainly wouldn't complain about that.
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