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[After finding her clothes and things, Christine is tiptoeing through the ship, expecting an enemy around every corner. But when she comes to the hatch that leads out, she feels a rush of relief. Slipping outside, she takes in her surroundings, and then tries the communicator in her hand -- one that looks so much like one from the Enterprise that she assumes she can reach her ship.]

Chapel to Enterprise. I'm at an unknown location. I was captured and placed in some sort of stasis pod. Requesting you beam me up immediately.

[She waits, and nothing happens. Nor is there any response from the transporter team. Uh oh.]

Enterprise, come in?

[More silence. Sighing, she begins to move away from the crashed ship, wondering if there's something about it that's blocking her signal. She looks curiously at the domed city in the distance, and the landscape surrounding her. Then she speaks to herself.]

Where am I?

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I'm sorry. It's a bit disorienting, or it was for me.

We were brought here, we've been told, to be weapons in a war. But the war ended before they could use us and we were forgotten.

Well that's-- ["A load of crap" comes to mind, but she rewords it in her head.] -- inconvenient. Couldn't we just inform the people who brought us here so we can be sent back to where we belong?

I honestly can't recommend that. They've already attacked us, and the Old City hospital, just for trying to exist peacefully.

[She makes a shocked noise, looking on the dome with suspicion now.]

So they brought us here, but they don't want us here anymore?

[She just woke up! It's not like she wants to be here either.]

That's about the size of it, as your kind would say.

But we can work together, and accomplish, well, something worthwhile.

[She thinks there has to be more to it than that, but there's a lot going through her mind right now, so she doesn't press on the topic of the dome-people.]

What'd you have in mind? And what's your name?

[He's trying to keep it simple. He'd dropped the presence of dinosaurs on the starship pilot and that had gone...marginally.]

We can help the people here, those outside the dome, in the Old City. In many ways our technology exceeds theirs.

And we can work together to find a way home.

Oh, Chapel. I'm sorry. My name is Wing.

Wing, hello. Chapel's my last name. You can call me Christine if you want. Or stick with Chapel; I'm not that picky about it. Back home I'm a nurse, so I'm sure I can be of use here.

Oh. [He laughs.] Human names confuse me, I'm sorry.

There will be need for you here, yes. Though you may be a little...distressed, initially, at the facilities in the Old City.

[All the more reason they were needed. ]

Don't apologize. I didn't realize you weren't human, so just use whatever is easiest for you.

[Luckily she's used to alien species, so this doesn't even make her bat an eyelash.]

Yeah, I heard from someone else that it's pretty outdated. I'll just have to cope.

...I'd like Christine. [If that's all right.]

Your skills would be appreciate by the people, I'm certain. Surely that's some reward?

[Says the robot knight no one really actually needs.]

Okay, good.

[Hey, you're talking to Miss Please Praise Me for My Work here.]

Of course it is.

Is there anything I can help you with? Do you need a ride to the city?

Oh, no, that's okay. Nearly there already, and someone's bringing me a coat. You guys are really welcoming to newly awaken pod-people.

We try.

In many cases, there was no one to welcome us. I think no one wants anyone else to feel that...alone.

I guess if there is a proper time to show up here, I've found it.

I was among the first to awake. I'm not sure there is a good time.

And you can probably come up with something else we can do for newer arrivals.

Maybe so.

[Like a welcome letter or fruit basket...]

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