[Thread] This isn't right at all...

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Characters: OU Lwaxana Troi, OPEN
Where: The street near the plaza
When: The afternoon
Summary: Lwaxana Troi arrives in Econtra, and she is not pleased.
Warnings: None so far

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Yamato had mostly dinner plans on his mind as he walked through the plaza. He'd had a pretty good day, his regular practices, with sword, harmonica, and guitar, all having gone well, and now he was considering just what he wanted to make for dinner.

As he walked, he spied an older woman who looked somewhat annoyed and confused. He had a feeling that she was new around Econtra. You could generally tell that look. He knew how he'd felt...had it really been a year and a half? Time certainly flew. He wondered if she needed any help figuring out how things worked around here.

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Lwaxana almost instantly perceived that she had attracted someone's attention. A handsome young man, it seemed. She waved at him, stepping out and nearly slipping on the slush. "Oh yoo-hoo!" she called to him. "Young man? Young man! Could you help me?"

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Yamato figured that was a yes to his internal question about her needing help and made his way over to her. He had much better luck with the slush than she did, as the soles of his boots had been designed for as much traction as possible. Given his particularly acrobatic style of fighting, being able to land and know you weren't going to fall was a must.

"Let me guess," he said once he got close enough. "You've only just arrived in Econtra, haven't you?"

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"Econtra? An ugly name for an ugly place!" She glanced around. "I don't even know what I'm doing here. I was on my way to a nice little vacation spot, and suddenly poof! I was standing in the slush. What is going on here?"

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Yamato guessed with the Warden out of commission, no one was telling the new people anything until they got here. "This is an entirely different universe from where you were." He gestured up at the swirling balls of light and energy that were the Keepers. "They're the ones who brought us all here, mostly to fight a war for them against others of their own kind."

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"A war?" Lwaxana nearly squawked. "I'm an ambassador. I make love, not war! Why do they need me for a war?"

She paused a moment. "And what do you mean an entirely different universe?"

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He shrugged a bit. "A lot of people have wondered why they've been brought here when they're not any good at fighting. And I've fought one of those things...they're almost impossible to kill."

Then he answered her other question. "Well, I don't understand it a great deal myself, but basically...there's every kind of reality that you could imagine and probably more that you can't. Each one is in a different world, or universe, all of its own. Like in my world...where a group of kids were picked to be partners to creatures called Digimon. But my best friend here...in his world, there's a card game that is the most important thing ever there. And Digimon don't exist." He wasn't sure if that would make any kind of sense or not to her.

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Card games, creatures? Such things didn't mean a thing to her, and she things she didn't care about she knew how to tune right out. But her empathy helped her grasp the basic idea of what he was saying. "Wonderful. Just what I need! Alternate dimensions! I had a very important date, too."

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"Well, I'm pretty sure that when we get sent back...and some people have been...we go back to the same moment that we left." That still bothered him, all things considered. But if Piemon, as he had been when Yamato had last seen him here in Econtra, and Bakura there were...it would be all right.

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She could sense both his sincerity, and his uncertainty, and his worry. She touched his shoulder lightly in a gesture of empathy. "Well, we had better be. It is a function I simply cannot miss." She sighed and peered up at the sky. "Tell me it isn't always so cold and dreary here," she sighed.

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Yamato shook his head some. "It's just winter right now. Early January, actually." It was likely, he guessed, that she could be from some world that didn't use that calendar, but it was how they'd been measuring time since he'd gotten there. "It can get pretty hot in the summer, actually."

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"Well, I suppose that's something. Tell me something else, young man. Where does one go for food and shelter and all those good things? Is there a welcoming committee, or a department of housing, or any form of organization at all?"

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Yamato tugged his PDA out of his pocket and fiddled around until he brought up the listing of apartments. "We used to be assigned rooms, but now it tends to be up in the air a bit more. Sometimes people get assigned one, sometimes they just move into an apartment or with a friend. You should have one of these...it'll show you which apartments are empty." He gestured to where each of the apartment buildings were. "There's plenty of space, if you want, you could probably find an apartment to yourself."

He switched around the PDA until it showed the requisition function. "It's easiest to order food and anything else from the Indigeo. That's a computer that mostly runs things." He knew from watching various posts that it was more than that, but it was stuff that went over his head. "If you don't cook or have someone who can cook for you, you can order the meal itself from the Indigeo. You can also make posts on the PDA, like a diary. It helps us keep all in touch."

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"I see," said Lwaxana, peering at the screen. She pulled the one she had found back out and looked it over, fiddling with it for a bit. "No committee, then," she said. "I can't say much for the organization around here." After a few minutes of this she looked over at the young man and smiled. "How kind of you to help me. I'm Lwaxana Troi, by the way," she extended a hand to him.

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"It's hard to organize a lot, since people appear and disappear without warning," Yamato said. "But people do try sometimes. It doesn't always get too far. And I'm Ishida Yamato. You can call me Yamato, though." He took her hand and shook politely.

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"Yamato," she said fondly. "Well, thank you very much for your help." She gazed hard at the various buildings, trying to decide which felt the best. No use waiting around for a beam-out that wasn't going to happen.