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[damn_it_man]

[The pocketwatch feed comes on suddenly, fixed on a less-than-pleased face, lips pursed in the beginning of a rather sardonic expression. He's figured out that what he has in his hand is a communicator, he just doesn't know who he's communicating with.] I'd like to know whose idea of a joke this is. Because I'm not really seeing the punchline.

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[talkstomuch]

Sorry to tell you, sir, this isn't a joke.

[Sam was just passing by, exercising. At her hip sat her Zat'nik'tel, just in case something wandered out of the forest while she jogged by.]

We're all prisoners here, no signs of possible escape. Not even the stars are aligned to anything recognizable.

[She crosses her arms and bites at her lip.]

You mentioned a starship. Which one?

[The uniforms screams: Not Earth.

Or at least... not Sam's and Jack's Earth.]

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[damn_it_man]

I'll have to keep that in mind. I have to admit I'm a little disappointed not to have a phaser on me, hearing that sort of thing.

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[talkstomuch]

I understand, Jack was disappointed himself. I was lucky enough to be brought here fully armed.

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[damn_it_man]

That is fortunate. Always good to be able to defend yourself.