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Arrival
He woke up to the odd sensation of not being able to feel the earth beneath him and, instead, feeling an odd vibration in the air. It was also very bright out and he found himself surprised at that because usually he rose with the sun, it's power energizing him as it broke over the horizon. Except that he was feeling energized - more so than he'd ever felt before. It was like the sun was close enough to touch and his whole body could feel it's power rushing through him. Wan took a deep breath and then let it out as he stretched and opened his eyes, a small jet of flame lazily arcing up just beyond his lips.
The oddly contented feeling he had from it was abruptly ended once he got a good look at his surroundings. He was in some sort of strangely colored room made of some sort of wood or non-stone he couldn't feel and there were brightly shining lamps that clearly burned - he could feel the heat in them - without producing flame. All around him were tables with plants on them. It was a large room, large enough to be a building all on it's own. On one side were doors and he headed toward them. It was his luck that someone opened them from the other side just as he got near. It was a human woman in strange clothing who stopped in the doorway when she saw him. Wan waved at her, but moved past to get into the hallway beyond. The room was part of a very large building. When he turned around to ask her where he was, the door was already shut. And, even more oddly, he didn't see any handles to open it. Taking his chances, he turned to left and began to wander.
A Turbo Lift
Every so often Wan dragged a hand along the wall of the long hallway he walked down. He passed many of those same doors without handles and they seemed to go on forever. Each of the doors had a strange plaque to the side of them, with symbols he didn't recognize. It was obviously a way to label them, because with a building this large, they needed to label the rooms, but he didn't understand any of the labels.
He passed many more humans dressed in those strange outfits and at this point he was certain he must have gotten himself onto some new, very foreign, Lion Turtle City that used something other than stone to build with. He still hadn't figured out how the lighting worked, or how they opened the doors. And so far all of the people walking the halls had ignored him after a cursory glance. All busy with something, some carrying strange tablets in their hands.
Wan lucked out when one of the doors near him opened up into a small room and one of the strange humans stepped out of it. Finally a door had opened! Wan ducked inside the tiny room and pressed his hands against the walls. He didn't really care what the room was for, he just wanted to get out of that endless hall. But then the floor gave a soft lurch - one he could just barely feel - and he got the sense that he was moving for some reason. When the doors next opened, there was another person there and when they got on, Wan lifted a hand to wave at them.
"Hello," he said, voice and smile bright, "I'm Wan. Do you know where I am?"
The door to Ten Forward
Wan had managed to get directed to 'Ten Forward', a gathering place of some sort. But so far, he'd gotten stuck at the door. He hadn't realized until he tried to go inside that the doors opened for him. Completely on their own. All the doors he'd passed, they could have opened for him just by him standing a little too close a little too long. Now that he realized this, he was taking the opportunity to try it out.
By going through the doors to Ten Forward over and over and over and over and over and over...
So far he hadn't noticed anything else about the place. Just that door. That fascinating door.
The oddly contented feeling he had from it was abruptly ended once he got a good look at his surroundings. He was in some sort of strangely colored room made of some sort of wood or non-stone he couldn't feel and there were brightly shining lamps that clearly burned - he could feel the heat in them - without producing flame. All around him were tables with plants on them. It was a large room, large enough to be a building all on it's own. On one side were doors and he headed toward them. It was his luck that someone opened them from the other side just as he got near. It was a human woman in strange clothing who stopped in the doorway when she saw him. Wan waved at her, but moved past to get into the hallway beyond. The room was part of a very large building. When he turned around to ask her where he was, the door was already shut. And, even more oddly, he didn't see any handles to open it. Taking his chances, he turned to left and began to wander.
A Turbo Lift
Every so often Wan dragged a hand along the wall of the long hallway he walked down. He passed many of those same doors without handles and they seemed to go on forever. Each of the doors had a strange plaque to the side of them, with symbols he didn't recognize. It was obviously a way to label them, because with a building this large, they needed to label the rooms, but he didn't understand any of the labels.
He passed many more humans dressed in those strange outfits and at this point he was certain he must have gotten himself onto some new, very foreign, Lion Turtle City that used something other than stone to build with. He still hadn't figured out how the lighting worked, or how they opened the doors. And so far all of the people walking the halls had ignored him after a cursory glance. All busy with something, some carrying strange tablets in their hands.
Wan lucked out when one of the doors near him opened up into a small room and one of the strange humans stepped out of it. Finally a door had opened! Wan ducked inside the tiny room and pressed his hands against the walls. He didn't really care what the room was for, he just wanted to get out of that endless hall. But then the floor gave a soft lurch - one he could just barely feel - and he got the sense that he was moving for some reason. When the doors next opened, there was another person there and when they got on, Wan lifted a hand to wave at them.
"Hello," he said, voice and smile bright, "I'm Wan. Do you know where I am?"
The door to Ten Forward
Wan had managed to get directed to 'Ten Forward', a gathering place of some sort. But so far, he'd gotten stuck at the door. He hadn't realized until he tried to go inside that the doors opened for him. Completely on their own. All the doors he'd passed, they could have opened for him just by him standing a little too close a little too long. Now that he realized this, he was taking the opportunity to try it out.
By going through the doors to Ten Forward over and over and over and over and over and over...
So far he hadn't noticed anything else about the place. Just that door. That fascinating door.
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Noriko is patient--sometimes--but not that patient. (She might be more so if they didn't have auto-opening doors where she's from too.) "You know there's the same stuff on both sides every time, right?"
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Ten Forward!
So he's new. She smirks softly, choosing not to interrupt as he comes in and goes out, over and over. Partly because she doesn't want to interrupt, and partly because she's finding it rather amusing.
"Have you decided yet?"
Her voice is pleasant, low, tinged just lightly with laughter.
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sorry for the late, life got busy
No problem, it's that time of year. Slowtime is love!
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He's distracted from his intentions, however, when he walks into Ten Forward and selects a table only to notice a man, standing by the windows, staring avidly into space with an expression of rapt fascination on his face.
"I'm uh ..." he says, wandering over with his notebook under his arm and a friendly smile on his face, "I'm guessing you're new here."
[ I apologise for being so slow, I am terribly sorry! But here is Jonas. ]
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sorry for the late, life got busy
no worries, totally understood :)
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