At the Convention....

Chekov

"Right," Inquirer says. "Chekov, what have you got on your tricorder"?

"Hmm, so let's see," I mutter softly while operatiing my tricorder without being noticed by the others around me, "I just might...."

It's faint, but I believe that I may have something....odd...

Hell, everything has been a bit odd since Livingston IV. Too much to really list for my taste, so I will just amuse myself!

...

Look, I know that I can be hotheaded at times. This young girl known as "Ragan" not only mentioned a touch jokingly that I always did have an attitude in Star Trek: TOS...

....

The Devil's grandmother take it! I just don't know what to make of all this about Dark Towers, cross reality connections, and other metaphysical.......

But what really gets me is that no matter what, I fear that this "eldritch" business will soon be something like "business as usual" for us on the Enterprise. See, even back before this business about magic being a reality, the Enterprise seemed to get more than it's fair share of....er....unusual activity. Things such as space going ameboids that kill solar systems or Greek gods from ancient times....

Mind you, "my" Enterprise actually did get get sucked into a reality where magic worked and we did meet a character who corresponded to Christianity's Devil:

http://www.danhausertrek.com/AnimatedSeries/Mtu.html

Sigh, so I guess I should not be too surprised that things might be getting more "odd" from that time....

But, magic back home?!

.....

I'm going to just concentrate on this job and....hope I actually can home in more on this odd reading I'm getting. I have been tutored by Mr. Spock himself in the art of science so should be up to this job of using equipment to track down a target it was never designed to track.

Hate to think what it might mean, considering it's very similar to what I get from "Fred the fairy". It appears to mean that Uhura might be one of the fey folk. Being that Uhura D'Honaire appears to have some connection still with "my" Uhura (this is just a guess), I take that it means that "my" Uhura is still female, at least. If she stil is pregnant (not a sure thing given this Oracle....might have killed the unborn because it was an inconvenience).....well, it's anyone's guess.

At least Ace isn't laughing at my accent now.... Having heard how I actually sound like when that TARDIS translated..... Got to work more on my English!

Anyway, I think I could get to like her (odd as she is), given more time. Not enough time right now to really get a good feel for her though...

Right, that list.....

We have in the Doctor's group--the group I got "farmed out" to--the following people:

The Doctor
Inquirer
Ragan
Sigin 2 (there is another one back on "Terra Prime" in Ethiopia)
B'Elanna (oddly sounds Klingonese to my ears....)
Elrondir (didn't I hear something similar in a fantasy book, once?)
E'eysha
Gilmuriel
Ace (what kind of childhood would include explosives in it?)
Parvel Checkov
Fred the fairy

In Jarlath group (TP thread) we have these folks:

Jarlath
Annafrid
Astra 9
Joan
Andrea
Synizn
Uhura D'Honaire

Those left behind in the Oracle's Lair are:

Captain Kirk (alive but out of action)
The "Professor"
Betty
A "Redshirt" named Myers Benton

Then there is this man who's delivered our means of transportation....

After doing a double take seeing me (and whispering my name), I and the others seem to have some stroke of luck! As I watch Jarlath's group drive off, I make some mention that this signal (which has an oddly familiar rhyme to it) seems to be coming from the south of here.....and this "Carl" fellow mentions something about a Scifi/Fantasy convention going on down in Alexandria....

After a bit of study I realise that it looks a lot like the readings I once took while Uhura.....sang.....

Meaning that these energy pulse match the same pattern I saw when I did a "sonograph" of one of her singing sessions while bored one shift..... That and.....

....and....

That is why I am, after hours on the road, back in uniform staring at one fellow who just asked me for an autograph and for me to say "Hey...hey.... we're the Monkeys!" for some reason.

"Vhat?" I ask him, shaking my head in perplexity as Ace and Ragan break out in laughter!

That is when I see me...er....somebody who looks like me (but much older) do something that I thought I'd never see or hear...and never would have wanted to hear.

This "convention" is winding down (almost closed for the day) when, over at a table in the back....

"I hate your F**ing guts!" my older double shouts at somebody sitting at the table before storming off in my direction.

"But he said that to Shatner during his TV interview," I hear one of my friends mutter.

I only am aware of that in the corner of my mind.....

A glance at the befuddled man sets me off in a way that.....

1. "Take vhat BACK!" I shout, grabbing this other fellow by his shirt front.

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