Family Matters

[boldygoing]

There's a starship captain in the Plaza, sitting at an outdoor cafe style table which bears a half-consumed cup of coffee and a glowing, transparent datapad. Jim Kirk is not in uniform, clad in well-worn civilian clothes, though given that his shirt says PROPERTY OF STARFLEET ACADEMY in faded text, he's probably not trying to be covert. He's fairly focused on the datapad, and one might assume that he's catching up on reports or requisition forms during his off-hours if not for the quietly contemplative look on his face.

And, of course, the fact that he's chosen to take a break here rather than anywhere near Starfleet property.

His thoughts don't remain a mystery for long, as this does tend to be the place to go for advice, no matter how small the matter. "How's your relationship with your family? Have you ever tried to reconnect after spending years apart?"

There's an empty chair on the other side of the table. Feel free to have a seat, if you'd like.



[OOC: Tags don't seem to work, but dupes are okay!]

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[boldygoing]

"Have you been here a while?" There's not much he figures he can do to help her find her door, but he's been learning his way around, so there might be something he could do to direct her towards resources she might need for making a life here.

[tielle_mortevus]

"Not terribly long, a few months at most. I've taken up residence in an old abandoned manor on what I assume to be the outskirts of town. My two main concerns are making myself useful, and finding some form of sustinence."

She swirls the flask around a bit in front of him.

"My reserves are running a bit low, and I'd rather not have to drink straight from the tap."

She gives Kirk a wide smile, revealing a pair of sharp fangs.

[boldygoing]

Well, that's... interesting. Jim doesn't flinch or look at her funny, used to dealing with all kinds of species both at home and in the Nexus. He's met witches and gods and dragons, among others. Though with that in mind, he doesn't make any assumptions about what she is - sure, it's possible she's a vampire or something, but she could also be a species he's never met before that just resembles a vampire. And he'd hate to insult her by accident, in any case.

"Nexus apartments won't work for you?" he asks instead, in a reasonable tone of voice.

[tielle_mortevus]

"I didn't even know such a thing existed. It might be a bit more cramped than what I'm used to, but at least it'll be a bit closer to the square."

She shrugs, taking another sip of her flask.

"I'm honestly more concerned with keeping busy, finding something to keep my mind from wandering to how things were before. I'm sure there must be some way I could be of assistance keeping this place running."

[boldygoing]

"Honestly, the Nexus seems pretty self-sufficient from what I've seen, but that doesn't mean there isn't something you can do to pitch in somewhere." He gives her a slightly apologetic look. "I've only been coming here for a few months myself, so I'm not sure who you'd wanna talk to about it."

[tielle_mortevus]

She lets out a sigh, shaking her head.

"I suppose I'll have to find my own niche to fill then... though that does still leave my other issue..."

She looks down at the flask in her hand, deep in thought.

[boldygoing]

"Your food supply?" he asks. She wasn't explicit about it before, though he can follow the clues just as well as anyone else. But again, he's taking the more diplomatic tactic here. "What is it you need?"

[tielle_mortevus]

"I need human blood to survive. Granted, I've still some left, it won't last me for too long. Being in new surroundings such as this, going around biting people probably wouldn't be the best option if I wanted to make friends, but I certainly can't ignore the issue forever either..."

She furrows her brow a bit, still trying to come up with some sort of a solution.

[boldygoing]

All right, so his first guess was correct. This would be a bit easier if Spock was here, or someone else from the Enterprise's science department, but he's pretty sure he's got the general idea of how to start addressing that problem.

"That probably wouldn't work anyway, with the Anti-Violence Field and everything. Does it have to be human?"

[tielle_mortevus]

"Anti-what-field?"
Since she hadn't gotten desperate enough to try, she wasn't even aware there was such a thing. As for his next point.

"It would have to be human, or at least from something human enough, and not undead."

[boldygoing]

A little odd that she doesn't know, but perhaps there wasn't a brochure stand near her entrance into the Nexus. After all, this place is infinite, so the odds make it more than possible she simply missed it. "It's some kind of magical property of the Nexus, I think. Stops people from attacking each other at will, although it's stronger some places than others, and it can be flexible if both people agree to fight, like if you wanted to spar." He's not going to mention that apparently it's been disabled before - the less people who know that, the less likely it is that someone will seek out a way to do it again.

Jim gives that a moment of thought. "I'm not sure if there are hospitals here, but there's probably one somewhere, and they'd probably have a supply for transfusions. Might be worth checking out."