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[student_lighter]

Chris had replicated a pen and padd of paper--it just felt weird to work on spells on a PADD and he couldn't afford distractions. Trying to help Trever last night hadn't gone well, but hopefully he'd show up today for their 'date' AKA the only way he could get the man to sit with him and brainstorm about how to break whatever magic had hold of him.

So, Chris was in Ten Forward, a couple of pieces of paper spread over the table, each containing a different spell or potion, or some combination of the two. He had a couple different spells and potions for sleeping, a spell to discourage a lover and remove gods from mortals that he had found in the Warren Book of Shadows. But he was still concerned with how any magic he did might react with the magic already working on Trever.

Chris bit his pen, and twirled it between his fingers, frustrated. Maybe he could find a leprechaun? They could use a little luck.

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[student_lighter]

"No, not at all." Chris gestured to the empty seat opposite him. "Please, sit. I'm just waiting for someone whose probably not going to show up anyway."

Chris moved the papers out of the way so the other man could sit and eat.

[decker_unit]

"Thank you."

And Decker does sit. He's still in his uniform, as antiquated as it is. It doesn't feel right to be on a Federation vessel without one... Let alone the Enterprise.

"Captain Will Decker." He offers, holding out his hand once he's set his plates down. "A pleasure."

[student_lighter]

Chris isn't anyone to talk. He's still in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

"Chris Halliwell. Nice to meet you. Been kidnapped long?"

[decker_unit]

"About a month." Decker comments, sitting back in his chair. "How far out are you?"

[student_lighter]

"2004. Or 2026. I went back in time before this all happened. But I've only been here a little while."

[decker_unit]

"I'm only about 100 years out myself. 2270s." He's not going into much detail, not really wanting to damage the timeline more, assuming Chris was from his timeline. "I can only imagine the culture shock for you. It's strange for me."

A pause, he takes a sip of his drink.

"You're used to time travel?"

[student_lighter]

"I've done my fair share of it. As for culture shock, it's really not as bad as it could be. No one's tried to kill me here, this is almost like a bad vacation."

Chris grabbed a sip of the coffee, he had let sit, now long cold.

[decker_unit]

"The Federation does pride itself on it's peacefulness." Decker comments, taking a bite of his food before continuing.

"I wasn't aware of time travel being utilised in the 21st Century."

[student_lighter]

"It's...not common, but you can do it if you have the right stuff. " Chris was oh so vague. But this guy didn't seem like he knew about magic--especially if he was from this universe.And he was from the past. Who knew how backwards they were back then.

But he did seem nice enough.

[decker_unit]

"Sounds the same as time travel where I'm from." He pauses, taking a drink. "I'm going to assume it doesn't involve a faster-than-light slingshot maneuver around a star where you're from, though."

[student_lighter]

"Yeah, not usually. It's all about precision." Chris replied, trying to be as vague as possible. "Time travel can be tricky. You have to know what you're doing, or you could end up in another reality or go past your intended point completely." Chris gestured around. "Kind of like this."