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ten_fwd2015-05-16 12:30 pm
reincarnshaman) wrote in ten_fwd2015-05-16 12:30 pm
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A cat and her human... OTA
"Just because no one here qualifies as unicorn bait doesn't mean I'm..." the words trailed off as Trever suddenly realized that he wasn't where he was a moment ago. And then shock kicked in. The connection to his world's magical field, the connection to his world's ley lines - and being loosely land tied to Eire - had just been rather rudely cut. His mind and body didn't appreciate that very much and decided to shut down as a safety mechanism.
After taking a wobbly step forward he collapsed to the ground as if - to borrow the cliche - his strings were cut. Not quite in a faint but definitely not in any shape to do anything but fall.
The black cat on his shoulder tumbled down with him as she suffered the same effects - familiar and master no longer where they should be and no longer connected to what they had been.
After Sickbay funtimes
While he still felt a little woozy, Trever struck out to explore. Or at least find the closest place to get a drink ie; Ten-Forward. Because he needed a fucking drink. He hasn't realized that he's not going to be getting drunk from his beer yet and so he slouched in a chair watching Veena explore the area and absently rolling some dice. The black cat prowled around the room occasionally teleporting onto a chair or a table to examine things like cats do. She is very cat like except for the teleporting and thus doing all the annoying cat things that cats do.
Because cat.
Trever is also open to conversation. He does need a distraction.
After taking a wobbly step forward he collapsed to the ground as if - to borrow the cliche - his strings were cut. Not quite in a faint but definitely not in any shape to do anything but fall.
The black cat on his shoulder tumbled down with him as she suffered the same effects - familiar and master no longer where they should be and no longer connected to what they had been.
After Sickbay funtimes
While he still felt a little woozy, Trever struck out to explore. Or at least find the closest place to get a drink ie; Ten-Forward. Because he needed a fucking drink. He hasn't realized that he's not going to be getting drunk from his beer yet and so he slouched in a chair watching Veena explore the area and absently rolling some dice. The black cat prowled around the room occasionally teleporting onto a chair or a table to examine things like cats do. She is very cat like except for the teleporting and thus doing all the annoying cat things that cats do.
Because cat.
Trever is also open to conversation. He does need a distraction.