(no subject)

May 16, 2008 13:28

Malcolm Reed isn't exactly a stranger to the idea of multiverses--but it's been a long time. And he's never found himself in this Nexus before.

That said, it takes him a moment to adjust to the change of Enterprise's recycled air and grey deck plating he just came from. That moment is used for his eyes to take a quick sweep of the area, turning his back to the closest wall. His fingers twitch out of an unconscious desire to pull out his phase pistol--not on him, thankfully.

...Well. It doesn't seem that anything is about to jump out and attack him. But the change doesn't make him happy. (Very little ever seems to, anyway.) "...This must be what the captain meant," he mutters to himself before clearing his throat and standing relatively at ease.

If it's a question they wanted, he was willing to provide. But because the mun realizes that the old questings of 'who are you' and 'where am I' and 'oh my god what the hell is going on right now' are boring, he finds that curiosity drives him.

"What is your preferred weapon in battle? I realize it depends on the kind of battle, but what's the one you enjoy using the most--your default, so to speak?"
Previous post Next post
Up