#spock 01

     There was a sense of purpose in England’s steps as he stalked through the outskirts of the battlefield, keeping a distance from the warring humans in his search for his target. If he stopped and thought about it, the Nation would realise he couldn’t quite remember what war he was taking part in, how he had gotten to the field, or even which Nation he was fighting. France, maybe? It was always him, after all. Though sometimes it wasn’t him, right? But England had no time to think about that kind of thing, not when he had to focus on finding the enemy, whoever they were.

     Then all of a sudden, there was a human – or some creature that looked like one; he met so many of those these days, didn’t he? – right in front of him, and England froze, eyes darting from the other’s face, to his unfamiliar attire, then to the odd, gun-shaped object on his person. He raised his own weapon.

“Do you possibly understand what this contraption means? Or does, rather? I have never seen one before.” Anne was fiddling with her phone, the one every person received when they arrived to the island. This was far too advanced from anything back home; Avonlea didn’t even have electricity. Charlotte Town did, however, and she only visited a few times. Nothing like that was ever in town, though.

“... As I was saying,” Rinnosuke continued-- having paused to examine the other. “That ball that you’re carrying... er, I mean that Poke Ball. I’m surprised. I didn’t think adults went out and caught those strange animals, too.”

“I mean, it’s just a game of sorts, isn’t it? For kids.”

Nanoha had always wondered, with the Bureau, if she would ever come across other space-faring peoples in some dimension; particularly, those that came from Earth-based fiction. If she’d ever wind up with, say, a Jedi at her side, or a blaster in her face... That had never happened, though. Not until now.

When the captain had seen someone in a Starfleet uniform, she knew she needed to speak to him- She couldn’t not do so, really. It would be an incredible learning experience, without a doubt. And so, the magical girl approaches, a wide smile on her face, and raises her right hand to salute him. ...She was glad she had chosen to wear her old Ground Force’s uniform, today. It gave the whole thing a bit more of a sense of formality.

Knowing that this was a place where people from all different universes would congregate definitely meant that there was possibility to meet interesting people. People who lived in universes entirely unlike her own; dimensions with horrible monsters, worlds where magic didn’t exist, perhaps even gods. And, of course, people from her favourite pieces of fiction were a possibility, as well! Books, anime, video games... It was all possible here.

That would probably explain why she was staring at the man in front of her with such obvious excitement, taking in everything about him. Serious expression, short-cut black hair, those brown eyes, and those long, pointed ears... There was only one possibility about who this could be, right?