Mages! In! SPAAAACE! (for heirtothearcane )

[smartass_captain]

When the fabric of reality warps leaving the Nexus behind with a tiny barely audible Bip! and reasserts itself into something recognizable once more Viatorus Durant will find that they're in--actually a really ordinary looking apartment, all things considered. By the warnings Jim gave you'd think there's be beds on the ceiling and other weird things but aside from several computer terminals built into the walls of the apartment and everything feeling ever so slightly off the design of the living room they're standing in could be hyper-modern for his time.

"Alright, pardon the mess. I couldn't just PINpoint us anywhere interesting in case someone saw. This is my place." Oddly, what Jim would consider to be clutter rally looks out of place compared to the rest of the apartment. A few very old looking tomes scattered about the coffee table. A few sprigs of some sort of dried flower still sitting next to a mortar and pestle on a sidetable next to the couch. Another dried flower torn apart and scattered all over the floor, probably by the very content cat lounging on one end of the couch.

Rather than bother with a tour of his home, Jim turns a conspiratorial grin to Viatorus' way and by proxy Lyall's as well but he's been urged not to pay the other man too much attention so Jim keeps his focus on the mage.

"You ready?"

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[heirtothearcane]

"The centre? Not towards the other rings?" That doesn't make sense. Or maybe it does. Does it? He feels like his own mind is trying to navigate that bizarre gravitational fall.

Viatorus turns his head to Jim instead before he makes himself dizzy. Focusing on his friend is easier than figuring out wonky scientific concepts. "How do you know? Have you done it?" Wait, he thinks he gets this. "Is it like skydiving? Do they have a company that takes people on trips to try it?"

I didn't make star trek world rules, i just have to explain them

[smartass_captain]

"Well, it kind of depends where--nevermind. The artificial gravity is weird here. They've got constant staff on hand to make sure everything's acting like it should to keep this place going nice and easy."

Jim's expression clouds as he shoots a glance toward the monitoring stations out of habit. Krall isn't as deep a wound as Kahn had been. As Nero. He'd lost many more crew and his ship, but it wasn't because he'd screwed up this time. Still, it's not the sort of thing that lends itself to polite conversation. Viatorus is a friend though. He knows Jim's gone through some Shit.

"No, it's dangerous to go up there. The guy who trashed my ship tried to do the same to the colony a while back, so I went up there to stop him." He gives the mage a small smile. Sorry to bring down the mood. "You're safe though, I promise."

And V has to question them incessantly

[heirtothearcane]

How very odd to live in a place with people whose job it is to ensure the gravity works correctly. Does Jim realise how strange that sounds, Viatorus wonders. Probably not. Probably all spaceships have people like that.

It's not hard to spot the shift in Jim's expression, though, and for the first time since he came here, Viatorus focuses properly on him. He returns his friend's smile and then looks around them.

Lowering his voice he asks instead, "Do you know all the different kinds of aliens who live here? Or where they come from? There are so many..."

Re: And V has to question them incessantly

[smartass_captain]

There's engineers who live quite comfortably thanks to their knowledge and understanding of the theories that make artificial gravity work in all manner of places. Yorktown's a bit trickier to maintain than most is all.

V doesn't seem to be hugely upset by Jim's confession or frightened and that's a big relief. That kind of comment could have easily gone into the weeds and turned massively unpleasant. Not for the first time Jim's surprised at how resilient Viatorus seems to be about possible dangers and threats. He's quite level headed despite how nervous he looks. It coaxes a more confident smile out of Jim this time before he leads them on to continue the tour.

"All kinds. There's every Federation member species here, so that's three right off the bat aside from humans. But..." Even gesturing around there's definitely at least half a dozen species walking around the base and only most of them are humanoid. A couple look so quintessentially alien there's no way that they'd ever be able to be mistaken for any kind of species even close to human.

"I don't know them all personally no, but this line of work does let me get to meet quite a few of them both on and off the job."

[heirtothearcane]

Casual acceptance of the intense dangers others face is a by product of being surrounded by overly-capable family members who are far more capable than him. Sometimes it's hard to remember that those around him aren't pseudo immortal with powers, magic or skill. Overestimating the capabilities of others is pretty easy for the young Durant.

"I didn't expect you to know them all personally," he explains. "I meant, do you know their..." Out of respect, he waits for a not-so-human figure to pass, staring wide eyed all the way, before turning back to Jim and lowering his voice. "Do you know all the different species?"

[smartass_captain]

V's question startles a chuckle out of the captain but he's beaming back a huge smile before Viatorus can pull away or get nervous about what he's asked.

"Sure. I know every species that's living here. They're part of the Federation or allied to it." He gestures toward a small restaurant they're passing by as they walk. "That place is run by a Vulcan, and the hairless gentleman with the face plate just across the way is a Coridan for starters. I've got a pretty wide spectrum of species on my ship though they are primarily human. There's plenty of Federation ships with majority nonhumans too. Biggest difference is the default temperature and lighting settings on board."

[heirtothearcane]

The laugh almost makes Viatorus blush, but the good natured smile and the distractions quickly calm him again. Jim gestures, and Viatorus stares. There's so much to see! So much to look at! He wants to know why they look different, how they speak differently, what they eat, what they sing, what art they make, how they dance… He wants to know everything, but instead he stays by Jim's side and watches, awe and wonder plastered across his face.

"I should have brought my sketchbook," he whispers breathlessly. "Or a camera."

"I… I…" A thousand questions race through his head, but he can hardly pick one to ask. So instead he says, "I want to know everything about all of them."

[smartass_captain]

"Camera's probably a bad idea from what I know about the old tech. But a sketchbook...we could probably find something like that here if you wanted. And if you'd like to meet a non-Terran, I can definitely invite someone from the ship out. Maybe get tea somewhere?"

He wonders vaguely if Spock has finished the lab inspections yet. Or maybe M'benga from medical...Keenser's definitely busy with Scotty today. They've got briefings on the new engines all this week it feels like. Jim pulls out his communicator and gives a thoughtful hum.

"If you'd like to meet one, that is."