Junk Yard: Tuesday Morning

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf was not a fan of the cold but he wanted to make sure his shuttle was properly prepared for the winter conditions in Fandom. Or any other bizarre weather conditions that might just pop out of no where.

Either way he was out side his shuttle running scans with his tricorder to make sure the nacelles were properly insulated and that there was nothing in the junk yard that would interact badly with the hull.

Because in Fandom who knows what kind of evil metal eating creature might be lurking here.

[Open for... um. Unlikely people who like to hang out in the junkyard right before an LJ blackout.]

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[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

Juno arrived to continue work on the Rogue Shadow, almost surprised to see someone else here working. Still not comfortable with this place at all, she was wary of trying to strike up a conversation, but it couldn't hurt to find out a little more about this place. "Problems?" she asked.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf looked up from his tri-corder and shook his head. "Just performing routine maintenance," he said watching Juno with some curiosity. "The ship should not have any difficulty with the change in weather but I prefer not to run any surprises."

He gestured to the junkyard. "And your reason for visiting?"

[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

She jerked her thumb towards her ship. You know, the one on the battered side. "That one's mine," she explained. "I took some damage, now I'm trying to get its systems back up and running."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf had seen the ship. He had just assumed it was a new deposit here in the yard with the damage. He nodded in understanding. "I see. Do you require any assistance?" he offered and then with a little awkwardness: "I am Worf. A student here at the school."

[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

"Juno," she introduced herself. "Got any experience with this sort of ship?" She didn't think he would, but just in case, she wasn't about to start spouting off about it being an Imperial craft. One had to have a healthy sense of paranoia these days.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"I do not," Worf admitted. "However my adopted father was an engineer. I've learned basic maintenance for various different technologies and may be able to provide assistance."

[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," she said, "but unfortunately, it's a little more than basic." As in, everyone who built it had died horribly. Oops. "...Where are you from?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Originally a planet called Qo'nos," Worf replied evenly. "However I was adopted by humans when I was young. Are you new to this town?"

[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

"Been here a couple days," Juno nodded. "I'm still trying to figure out exactly where I am in relation to the rest of the galaxy. No one seems to know." This, yes, was worrying.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf raised an eyebrow at that. "No one has told you about this island's nature?"

[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

"People end up here from all over, I know that. It was phrased maybe more colorfully than that," she admitted. Thanks, Loki.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"As it was explained to me, this island is a nexus of various dimensions and worlds," Worf adjusting is posture to look more authoritative. "Some from the same worlds others from different versions of the same place. Some come here willingly to go to school or work. Others are forced here against their will and forced to endure... silliness."

Yes, Worf still has issues with this place.

[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

Juno didn't like the possibilities much when they sunk in. "Different dimensions? You mean parallel?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"No. Different," Worf replied sharply. "While there are those from parallel dimensions there are some who are completely different ones."

[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

She was refusing to jump to conclusions. Chances were, she'd just dropped out of hyperspace early due to whatever caused the dimensional weirdness here, and that's why this place wasn't on her charts. Getting worked up over the possibility of ending up in the wrong dimension wouldn't do her any good.

Still... "If you'll excuse me, I think I really need to get my systems working," she said.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Very well," Worf replied stiffly. "If I can be of assistance please let me know."

[istoomyrealname.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. For the info, too," Juno said, and hurried back to the ship, determined to get comms working today.