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Right.

[ yet again it's her trust in her captain's ability to throw down that tempers b'elanna's reaction. she sighs deeply, blowing the air out in a rush. ]

I think it's all a smokescreen, now that you mention it. I haven't been able to identify the frequency that's blocking communication, but I have a subprogram running to scan each potential band.

[ which could take years and is the sort of gamble someone takes when they've done everything else they could think of. a space hail-mary if you will. and unfortunately, it seems even that won't be a viable solution: ]

I get positive results from every single one.

Nothing lasts, that's for certain. Except for chaos, of course.

[ personal fortunes, political standing, perspective-- these have all been proven fragile, lying in ruins behind her. even sophie's own unlife. ]

And then there is the obvious counter to your argument. Unless you don't want to leave Wonderland?

Of course I want to.

[Sure, her world is hellish in its own way, but its home, and she has people waiting for her.]

That said, I'm used to things not going as planned. You learn to adapt. Change your wants, or find a way to knock those obstacles out of your way. Hoping for the latter, personally.

A scientist. [Oh, he’s quite happy to hear that—although the news isn’t all good. At least not for this woman.] Then I’m afraid salvaging a microwave for parts isn’t going to be the last frustration you face during your time here.

[Especially not when she continues on to say she’s not only from a time well beyond this place, but even two centuries past the era Rip labels as his. It does make her particular choice of fashion all the more curious, particularly to someone who is rather used to having to dress appropriately for the times.]

If you’ll allow me a question just for curiosity’s sake: when did Victorian-era dress come back into vogue, exactly?

i like y our fluffy shoulder thin g?

[Network - Video]

[She's had a little bit of time to explore and get acclimated to her surroundings - and to search for a particular someone who she hasn't been able to find yet. Her expression is cheery, with a glint of worry in her eyes.]

Nǐhǎo, Wonderland! My name is Mei-Ling, but you can call me Mei! I've come to understand that this place has brought us all from different kinds of worlds, but I think we can make the best of our arrangements until we manage to get home!

Ah, have any of you seen a small blue robot? It's always with me but I seem to have lost it when I arrived here. It's a weather-modification drone that I created back home. It's quite cheerful and likes being pet. Please let me know if you spot it. Thank you very much!

[Action - The Hallways]

[There's a new arrival, and she's... a bit overdressed for being inside. It doesn't seem to be bothering her all that much, though - she's just merrily observing people come and go as she makes her way down the hallways throughout the mansion, lugging around a big cylindrical canister of liquid on her back, with an odd-shaped indention on the top - almost as if it's missing something that's normally connected to it.

She's careful to not bump into people, but she's free to be bothered - she gives a cheerful wave whenever she makes eye contact, and seems eager to strike up a conversation, but doesn't do so unless it looks like the other wants to talk.]

Edited 2017-02-25 09:04 (UTC)

[Wheatley was minding his own business, traveling down the hallway on his "management rail" - really, a robot arm he managed to pull out of the closets. It's a miracle he can actually use it to get around, being nothing more than a ball-shaped robot with handles. Nothing special.]

[He greets the new arrival as he passes by, only to pause and do a double take. Was she wearing winter clothes inside? That makes no sense at all.]

Uh... Hang on a tick. Aren't you hot in that? At all? That looks like it would be very uncomfortable on you.

[ oh, you bet she's going to throw down. janeway is having none of this. if this environment expects her to play nice and fall in line with the other inhabitants, from simply residing here to riding out event waves, they've got another thing coming. there are two things kathryn janeway doesn't know how to do: sit still and coast.

she stops, brow knitting together as the gears in her head begin to turn. ] All of them?

First or last, it's a frustration I'm willing to face head on. [ no-win scenarios: kirk's not the only captain who loathes them. she arguably hates them more than he does. ]

It didn't, [ she says with a huff that's half ire, half exasperation. ] I was in the middle of-- Let's just say that recreational activities in my time are a bit more interactive. Instead of watching something on a... what's it called, television? You become part of the story through the use of holographic simulations.

I was attempting to relax, believe it or not. This place apparently had other ideas.

Edited 2017-02-26 04:20 (UTC)

[Oh, but he likes her spirit already. Perhaps it's the fact that she's new, but Rip honestly can't say when he last into someone so absolutely determined to beat everything thrown at them. It's refreshing, particularly when one considers just how many people are seemingly content to simply wait through their tenure in Wonderland.]

Television, yes. [Now, does she change her mind about what she means to describe because she thinks he might not understand, or for other reasons? Perhaps it's not something most would pick up on, but Rip is acutely aware of what's involved when trying to preserve the timeline.

Curiouser and curiouser.]

Other ideas indeed--although to be fair, one could argue that you have been pulled into quite the story. Or the setting, at least; things most certainly don't go according to script in this dimension.

But do forgive me; I've yet to introduce myself. [He extends a hand in greeting.] Rip Hunter. It's a pleasure, Miss...?

You're m-missing your robot?

[Of course, this is what she focuses on. Protect those 'bots- especially a robot that likes being pet.]

What do they look like?

[ if three and a half years in the delta quadrant hasn't quashed her determination, this place sure as hell won't do the trick. she's bullheaded, and impossibly resilient. it drives her first officer crazy. ]

Captain, [ she corrects, reaching out to shake his hand. ] Captain Kathryn Janeway.

[Action]

Ava can be found in the dining area, a glass of something in front of her and her head in her hands. This place made no damn sense and everyone she's ran into, she's sure are insane. This can't be a place called Wonderland...

"This ain't happenin'. It's a bad dream, that's all."

She didn't have much to go home to, but what she did have was hers and she wanted it back.

[Now there is nothing Rip can do to hide the grin that flashes across his face. True, such a rank doesn’t necessarily mean that she is the commander of a ship, but with that stubborn streak she’s already shown, the resourcefulness of using available technology to attempt to amplify her own, and something unspoken in her presence?

Rip stands quite certain that there is a vessel she helms.]

Unfortunately you’ll find that most people around here don’t appreciate formal titles, Captain. [Which rates as nothing more than a minor annoyance, but still one that will forever needle at Rip.] However, since you’ve offered yours:

[And because he has to see if she is somehow from the future of his own world.]

Captain Rip Hunter, of the Waverider.

To which they'll learn quickly that I don't take kindly to such informalities.

[ one. there is one person aboard her ship who calls her by her first name, and such an informal styling is never used when there are other sets of ears around to hear. it's a rare privilege that was granted to him under unusual circumstances, but the likelihood of her offering its use so casually is almost nil. ]

Waverider, [ she echoes, nodding. ] And just what sort of waves does your ship ride, Captain?

Well, I do indeed wish you luck, Captain.

[If nothing else, it would be interesting to see how she stands up against the mansion's general resistance to anything resembling formality.

There's no recognition of the ship name, so Rip stands doubtful that Katherine is associated with any organization the Time Masters may have managed to form after the destruction of the Vanishing Point. Still, he doesn't want to give away too much: there are things he's had to reveal simply by being here with a desire to go home, and Rip's intention is to stick to those details.]

Well, more metaphorical, really--although traversing through time isn't exactly a smooth process. [He's also taken note of the fact that she hasn't offered up the name of her own ship, what organization she's a Captain within, or anything else beyond her name and rank.

Fair's fair.]

And yourself? You don't strike me as the type who merely holds "Captain" as a title without some form of command to back it up.

[Network Video]

[The newest image pops up to reveal a pink-haired woman with a confused, but interested, look on her face. Her mouth is turned up in a half-smile as she starts poking at the screen]

Am I on the telly? This is pretty cool! [Cool and so much different than her last memory. She thinks she should be at Mungo's not...wherever she is.] Why am I on the telly, though?

And um..wotcher! [She smiles and gives an awkward wave of her hand.] Can anyone tell me where the Portkey is to go back? Guys?

[Obviously this is because of a portkey. Obviously.]

Edited 2017-02-28 04:04 (UTC)

[Portkey? And a girl with outrageous hair...

Sirius peers into his device. It has to be her, right?]

Your name wouldn't happen to start with a T and end with an Onks, would it?

[She's staring at the video screen still, idly muttering to herself as she tries to figure all of this out. The fanciest Muggle technology Tonks has is a collection of CDs! But she jumps as the video appears to show someone else, a clunk heard and the video shaking thanks to her clumsiness.]

It does! [She squints then, staring] How do you--You look like--! Why are you so young??

[She remembers his face from photos, ones that Andromeda keeps still. But her Sirius is older. Naturally.]

[She waves over at another passing set of people before she comes almost face-to-face with Wheatley, and her interest is immediately piqued.]

Well, aren't you a cute little robot! [Interesting way of getting around, too! She's impressed.]

Oh, I guess I am a little overdressed, aren't I? [She looks a little embarrassed.] I'm used to working in the freezing cold, and I often forget to change out when I go inside. It doesn't bother me that much.

Unfortunately, yes. It's a blue robot with little ear flaps that help it balance while flying. It levitates using a little anti-gravity device on its bottom, and it can create ice and snow! It might seem shy, but it's a mischievous little robot.

[She still remembers the time it scared her so badly she encased herself in ice and fell over.]

[ her silence is less a refusal to surrender information -- though certainly a reasonable possibility, but the nature of this unique situation leaves her with more wiggle room than others would -- than it is quiet calculation. weighing her options, making a mental list of viable loopholes, of all the checks and balances. for while the temporal prime directive was vague at points, left open to interpretation due to the varying nature of that which it applied to, liberties were not to be taken lightly. ]

Oh, trust me, I'm aware. Time travel is a messy business, and I can't say I envy your position. Hopefully not as meddlesome as some of the examples in my own version of history have been.

[ looking at you, braxton. ]

I'm in command of a starship, yes, if that's what you're asking. The USS Voyager.

[Oh, he hardly sees it as a refusal. Such deliberation is hardly unfamiliar to him, as it’s a process he himself undertakes quite frequently. The potential alterations to the timeline are limitless in this world, and without the relative certainty provided by establishing that they are indeed from different universes (and even then, ones unlikely to cross over), it can be difficult to say just what can and cannot be deemed “safe” to share.]

Point of fact, the reason why I travel through time is to prevent aberrations caused by those who aren’t quite so careful when it comes to preserving history. [So the opposite of meddlesome, at least in theory. Rip cannot say with full honesty that he and his team haven’t caused some of those aberrations as well—although they do take care to fix them, at the very least.]

It is indeed. I’m trying to figure out if you might be from a point I would consider the future, in which case it would become rather prudent for me to stop asking questions. [Although the designation “USS” has fallen somewhat out of usage even by his time, so it’s likely she may not be.] Plus, I’ll admit I’m curious. You’ve got a position somewhat similar to mine, you’re not from the early 21st century or before, and you’re particularly technically adept. Perhaps not the rarest combination around here, but it’s enough for me to be glad to have run into you.

So far. I've checked the syntax already-- maybe you can take a look at it once we get a breather. Just in case.

[ but having quadruple-checked herself at this point, b'elanna is pretty sure her routines are fine. it's wonderland that's the damn problem. ]

I also can't find anything powering these "magical" closets.

[ adaptation. something sophie-anne was good at, once. before vampires started mainstreaming. before she could be held accountable. ]

You sound very practical. [ and interesting. ] What was your name, again?

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Mei-Ling Zhou | Overwatch

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sooo any thoughts on apping Janeway for real? :D

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i plan on it! just have to wait for work to calm down some >.o;

It's always work, man

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