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realityshifted2010-11-09 03:52 am
empirical_data) wrote in realityshifted2010-11-09 03:52 am
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[The perusal of the brochure warrants a pause at the section about "robots", though he supposes he must be an exception to the rule. He would have to be to be here, he assumes.]
I suppose this is not the first time I have phased from reality... [It's said to himself as he looks over the other brochures, and even balks a bit at Nathan's. They explain everything and yet minimal information simultaneously. He finally abandons the brochures to investigate. He taps his communicator, first.] Data to Enterprise, come in, Enterprise.
[He waits for a moment, listening to the buzz of the communicator with a muted look of confusion.]
Greetings? I am Lt. Commander Data of the USS Enterprise. I am seeking assistance.
[He frequently sounds formal. Voice kind, not entirely flat but close to it. It's just a touch nasal, but not offensively so.] I am afraid that I am lost. [Even with a guide, he supposed that was the best way to describe this manner of situation.] I found a shop aboard Deep Space Four and it led to here, wherever here might be. Could someone please respond if anyone is within audible range. [He pulls out his tricorder to scan.]
I am getting no logical readings with my tricorder, they are in constant fluctuation. [Said to that someone that might-be-listening-but-he-wasn't-sure-was] Air quality is indeterminate. Gravity is indeterminate. Life signs are also indeterminate. Presence of atmosphere at all is indeterminate. And... I do not specifically recognize any of the visible star formations. It would take me approximately five hours to run a full analysis of one small area though to judge whether or not the positioning could be indicative of an earlier or later point in the Milky Way galaxy.
[He closes the tricorder and replaces it in his utility belt, as it seems that it would be useless here.]
I suppose this is not the first time I have phased from reality... [It's said to himself as he looks over the other brochures, and even balks a bit at Nathan's. They explain everything and yet minimal information simultaneously. He finally abandons the brochures to investigate. He taps his communicator, first.] Data to Enterprise, come in, Enterprise.
[He waits for a moment, listening to the buzz of the communicator with a muted look of confusion.]
Greetings? I am Lt. Commander Data of the USS Enterprise. I am seeking assistance.
[He frequently sounds formal. Voice kind, not entirely flat but close to it. It's just a touch nasal, but not offensively so.] I am afraid that I am lost. [Even with a guide, he supposed that was the best way to describe this manner of situation.] I found a shop aboard Deep Space Four and it led to here, wherever here might be. Could someone please respond if anyone is within audible range. [He pulls out his tricorder to scan.]
I am getting no logical readings with my tricorder, they are in constant fluctuation. [Said to that someone that might-be-listening-but-he-wasn't-sure-was] Air quality is indeterminate. Gravity is indeterminate. Life signs are also indeterminate. Presence of atmosphere at all is indeterminate. And... I do not specifically recognize any of the visible star formations. It would take me approximately five hours to run a full analysis of one small area though to judge whether or not the positioning could be indicative of an earlier or later point in the Milky Way galaxy.
[He closes the tricorder and replaces it in his utility belt, as it seems that it would be useless here.]
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