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arrival . ota
Hugh Cambridge is partway through an analysis of an artifact - an old one, part of an extended paper that he'd never finished - when the transition comes.
At first, he assumes the ship's entered some sort of anomaly, and he turns away from the viewport (the stars have shifted, how odd), his hand moving to his combadge. A quick touch, and he starts, "Cambridge to -"
This isn't Voyager. In fact, this is the Ten-Forward of a Galaxy Class starship, unless he misses his mark. Populated with a few handfuls of people, some out of uniform, some in uniform, but those in are wearing the style that was in use twenty years earlier. Cambridge's uniform has shoulders of a grey-purple, and the turtleneck inside is medical/science blue. His combadge is thinner and sleeker.
"- Oh, bugger," finishes Cambridge. It's an illusion or it's time travel - neither of those bodes well.
At first, he assumes the ship's entered some sort of anomaly, and he turns away from the viewport (the stars have shifted, how odd), his hand moving to his combadge. A quick touch, and he starts, "Cambridge to -"
This isn't Voyager. In fact, this is the Ten-Forward of a Galaxy Class starship, unless he misses his mark. Populated with a few handfuls of people, some out of uniform, some in uniform, but those in are wearing the style that was in use twenty years earlier. Cambridge's uniform has shoulders of a grey-purple, and the turtleneck inside is medical/science blue. His combadge is thinner and sleeker.
"- Oh, bugger," finishes Cambridge. It's an illusion or it's time travel - neither of those bodes well.
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He pulls a flask out of his coat and offers it to the man. It's some Damn Good Whiskey. Very strong. Really, insanely strong.
From what Kale can tell, this man is clearly familiar with this world - their uniforms are similar enough and he's heard of the captain. So, there had to be something about the date that got to the man.
"Are you okay?" he asked in concern.
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"Ooh," he says. "That's wonderful." He considers himself something of a connoisseur. He proceeds to take another nip, before passing it back.
His jaw stays tight, though.
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Apparently no one has told him that making stills isn't a thing he should be doing yet.
Not that this would actually stop him.
A rule like that is for other people.
"But... apparently not quite enough."
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He needs to figure out how much he's willing to alter the timeline, and - quickly.
Out of the corner of his eye, he spots a couple of security officers enter Ten-Forward.
"Probably my cue," he says. "I'll be taking my leave, now."
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"Good luck!"