[Ship Wide Announcement]

[kirktastic]

Ship Wide Announcement:

We have reached Risa. GTFO the ship. No one's allowed to return without permission for a week! Enjoy!

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[kirktastic]

Kirk was way less then happy to be doing this so early in the morning, but the idea of a Romulan anywhere near his crew drove him out of the sanctuary that was the cabin with Bones and out into the morning. He had been woken up by a communicator anyway. He snagged the cycle and drove it into town proper, a too short ride that left him itching for more. The thrum of the bike under his thighs and hands, the wind running fingers through his hair, the silent-non-silence that was the world rushing by before most people were awake...

He pulled up to the beam up point and settled the cycle off to the side, not even getting a shit about being in civilian clothing. He was on vacation, dammit, and he looked respectable enough (his black uniform trousers and an untucked but buttoned almost-fully white long sleeve shirt). The guards there looked surprised to see him but did in fact beam him up to the dry-dock station where his beautiful lady was.

Kirk sighed when he appeared, back into the darkness of space and the slight change in gravity. Just gotta be captain for an hour then I can go back and have breakfast. He hoped.

He looked around slowly for Leah and a Romulan, a small grin on his lips. Okay, a night of seriously good sex could put anyone in a good mood... even having to get out of bed early.

[dt4n]

D'Tan poked Leah and whispered conspiratorily that he thought he saw the captain coming. It was surreal for him to be looking at James Kirk, because where he was from that man was a legend!

The bones in his forehead were prominent, and he looked much different than Nero or Ayel with the absence of tattoos. He'd been raised as a pacifist, and the only markings on his body were the traditional familial markings that allowed other Romulans to know to which clan he belonged. When Kirk came close to them, he stepped out from behind the safety of the young crewperson and bowed. "Joran tru, Captain." He was wearing a long tan heavy fabric shirt over pants of roughly the same colour, and he looked more like a peasant out of Earth's history than anyone to be reckoned with.

[anon_crewperson]

Leah saw it was indeed Captain Kirk approaching them. "I'm really sorry
to interrupt your leave, sir," she said when he got there. "But this was a bit of situation."

OOC- I have to go to work now. We can pick this up later or just write me in.

[kirktastic]

This Romulan looked decidedly different then any other one he had seen previously. Almost feline-like. Kirk studied him openly for a long moment, then nodded his head. Man, his Romulan wasn't great, but he knew a tiny bit of it. "Joran-tru." Spoken understandably but not particularly well. A human speaking it. "Vah-udt?" (Who are you?)

[anon_crewperson]

Leah glanced very quickly at Captain Kirk and then at the young Romulan. She had to admit she was interested in hearing more about what had happened and how he'd found himself on the Enterprise.

OOC - I'm back, but am posting this from the library :(. My computer's power source's fan just stopped working and it needs to be replaced. I'm going to to try and get it taken care of some time tomorrow. I can check in really quickly,but might not have time to post, in the morning. Most likely I probably won't be around until Saturday. *sigh* My character finally gets something to do(at least a little bit), and I can't be around to post in time.

It's not fair to just freeze the thread, so maybe you can have me leave fairly quickly?

[dt4n]

D'Tan looked taken aback for a moment at the captain's imperfect pronounciation of Romulan, and quickly chattered away his response. "Y' ssuaj Rihanha? Arham daehp D'Tan!" He seemed incredibly happy that someone could understand him in his native language, but quickly switched to Standard to show that he could speak that as well. "You are Captain Kirk. You are very young!" Not as young, of course, as the boy that came up just below his shoulders, but younger than D'Tan had ever remembered hearing about.

("You understand Romulan? My name is D'Tan.")

[kirktastic]

"I speak only enough to get in trouble." Kirk said, unable to help a tiny grin. Well, this was not what he was expecting. "It's nice to meet you, D'Tan, if not a bit surprising." He rubbed his nose, then asked bluntly, "I'm very young? ...like you're expecting me to be older?"

[dt4n]

"Well, yes. Your uniform suggests you are a captain but ...you are an admiral. I do not understand. I was attempting to locate Ambassador Spock to inform him of new infiltrations of the Romulan proconsul and I was preparing to beam aboard his ship," D'Tan started, looking more at ease now that he realised that this person didn't treat him as an enemy like all the other people that he had encountered since his arrival, which was not that many. "There was a flux in chroniton particles as the energising beam swept, but it was too late and I was caught in the beam as it transported. I ended up here! I think maybe...this is the past. It is well to meet you as well, Mr. Kirk."

[kirktastic]

Man, this guy talks fast. Kirk thought to himself. "Alright, one step at a time. I'm not an admiral, I'm a captain. I'm starting to think this is definitely not your time line... but we've had a lot of that, recently. And.. you might be very much stuck here. We really haven't gotten anyone back..."

[dt4n]

D'Tan looked disoriented for a moment. "You mean this is a regular occurance?" Distressed, however, was a better word. The young man was exceedingly hyper and talkative, but he was good natured and that was probably the only thing that currently mattered at the moment. "What will I do? I do not have a home. And people either don't like me here or they are scared of me. It isn't logical, and it is highly emotive." If one didn't know any better, they'd say that he sounded Vulcan in his sentiments.

[kirktastic]

Well, this was interesting. Nothing like he would have expected. "...D'Tan, how old are you exactly?" Kirk asked in that blunt way of his, trying to figure out more about what he was dealing with. "Its a regular occurrence only recently, and... well, what you'll do, we'll figure out."

[dt4n]

"I just turned sixteen, sir," He replied, straightening up as he did so. A brightly coloured green moth flew by and landed on the back of his palm, and D'Tan looked at it curiously before picking it up and happily inspecting it, even going so far as to stroke it with the top of a fingertip. It was unbecoming of a Romulan, who most likely would have simply smashed it in a fit of superiority. "Look, Captain, it is a Rigellian fire-moth! They are named because of the markings on them which change colour during their mating cycles. They are fascinating, aren't they?" He smiled up at the captain and the bug flittered off. "My family are all on Romulus, but I need to speak to Mr. Spock about the proconsul. I have very inspiring news to tell him!"

[kirktastic]

And seriously, this guy was Romulan? Kirk knew he couldn't help the look of confusion heavy on his face. He held up a finger to say something, then let it fall. "...Look, I'm not even completely sure where to begin in all of this." The kid was smiling at him. Romulans could smile!? Kirk knew he shouldn't even be talking to the kid, should be hating on him but...

Dammit it was hard when the kid was smiling at him like that. Fuck, he did have a soft heart sometimes.

Kirk sighed finally and looked D'Tan in the eyes. "Well, let's start off with the basics. You're not in your universe, not in your time line. That's important to remember, because it changes everything. The reason everyone's giving you glares of death is because you're in Federation space and due to current events, people hate Romulans. I..." He was going to say 'I don't hate Romulans' but it was sort of a lie, so instead, "I don't have any issues with you, but a lot of people might. A renegade group of Romulans... attacked the Federation. Wiped out thousands and thousands of people using some sort of non-Romulan technology."

[dt4n]

D'Tan rose a sharp eyebrow as he listened to Kirk speak. "I ...I am unsure if they would be considered renegade. If it is true that I am in a different time-line, or universe, I do not know what has happened here and what has not. It appears to be an alternative reality but it also appears to be very far into the past, though I still remain the same age that I was when ..." He looked confused for a moment, finding his tenses difficult especially as English wasn't his native language. He could speak better Vulcan!

"I was ...where I was before. In my place, Romulan intelligence, the Tal-shiar, tried to take over Vulcan and enslave them. Mr. Spock stopped them though! Romulans have never liked Vulcans, I think maybe...most of us in the majority are like that group. I'm not, though." He knew it was a lot to take in, probably since he just admitted that most of his race wished to take over Vulcan in his own time-line, so he paused for a second thoughtfully before he spoke again.

"Rihannsu eh W'lq'nsu qual nash-veh stariben-tor-lar. I wanted us to be reunited, as my father and my father's father have for centuries. A small group of us existed, and we were declared enemies of the state by the Tal-shiar."

("Romulan and Vulcan are my languages.")

[kirktastic]

Shit. This wasn't what he was expecting at all. Kirk rubbed the side of his neck, thinking about it all. He had no idea if Prime was even the person this Romulan was looking for. "Well." He studied the other in front of him in silence for several moments, then finally sighed. I'm gonna have to talk to Prime to see if this guy is telling the truth.

"Something you'll have to understand is that I can't simply trust you, no matter your race, being on my ship. Until I can verify even some of your story, you're going to have to remain on Risa."

[dt4n]

"I understand, sir. Thank you for speaking with me as an equal even if it is difficult for you. You are surprisingly logical, Captain." D'Tan gave a nod, and smiled before he could stop himself.

"Perhaps I will build a campfire, I have always wanted to camp out ever since Mr. Spock told me how he had done it." It was clear that D'Tan almost hero-worshipped the man, who had accepted him for who and what he was with little preamble and encouraged him to learn more about Vulcan and about Surak's tenants. "Do you have any marshmelons?" he asked, repeating the word the way that Spock had pronounced it, looking up shyly.