MCA #3, Saturday Morning

[uncertain_dume]

Well, this was an awkward way to wake up.

That was the first thought through his head as he realized he wasn't in the bed alone. There was somebody else in that bed with him - lekku, warm to the touch, a Twi'lek, though he couldn't dredge up a name for her if his life depended on it - and just the fact that he was waking up half-curled around a person whose name he couldn't even remember was enough to jolt him awake just that little bit more.

There was something at the food of the bed, too and a quick glance down didn't betray much in the dim morning light beyond that it was some kind of animal, maybe the Twi'lek girl's pet? Which meant that he was definitely the one intruding here. Made sense. He didn't recognize the room, either. Couldn't even remember the situation that put him here in the first place.

Hell, he must've been pretty drunk last night, then. Couldn't remember the girl, the place, how he even got to be here...

His own name...?

"Wait, what?"

Oh, he had a bad feeling about this.

[OOC: For that lovely green lady! Or any visitors that might take place after the Hera thread!]

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[spectre_alenko]

"The days here are 24 hours long, an hour is 60 minutes long. There's about 40 hours, about a day and a half, before Monday," Kaidan answered, "Today is Saturday, tomorrow's Sunday, then Monday."

[futurespacemom]

She took that in and nodded. "Okay, we can do that."

It might involve a lot of sleeping through it.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan nodded. "There's a holosuite downstairs. Jack has a.. er.. galaxy map.. playing right now but it's probably got other programs. Or, you own the scrapyard across the way. Your astromech, Chopper, is there. So's your ship but, uh, I don't recommend trying to fly that while you've got memories missing."

[futurespacemom]

Hera gave him a look that clearly said he was losing it. "I wouldn't fly if I don't know my ship or the local...anything. Besides, where would I go?"

It wasn't like she knew of any places.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan nodded, "Good. You remember that at least." Yay for sensible. "Sometimes the island does some weird crap to people's heads. I never know where they're gonna be at. This amnesia thing, my priority is making sure my friends don't wake up Monday with a gut full of regret, you know?"

[futurespacemom]

Okay, that made sense. Hera nodded. "I don't know who I am or who Kanan is or what this place is, but I do know flying without knowing the area isn't a good idea."

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan nodded and answered quietly. "You're Hera Syndulla, captain of the Ghost. You own Syndulla Scrap across the road. Kanan's your crew. As far as I know, right now he and Chopper are your only crew. This place is an island that's also kind of an intergalactic nexus of realities. I don't know how else to explain it."

[futurespacemom]

"Of realities?" Hera frowned. "How?"

[spectre_alenko]

"I'm not really certain how to explain it. The system we're in now? It's called the Sol system in the Milky Way galaxy. From what I understand, this galaxy doesn't exist where you and Kanan are from," Kaidan tried. "There's people here from all sorts of different places."

[futurespacemom]

"We're in an entirely different galaxy?"

Hera blew out a frustrated breath. Not only did she not even know who she was, but she was galaxies away from anyplace she might have thought of as home. That was a bit daunting.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan nodded and sighed, "Yeah. Sorry. You'll remember on Monday - and I realize how annoying it must be to keep hearing that. You've lived here for awhile now, though, if that's any help."

[futurespacemom]

"Not really." Hera shrugged. "But thanks."

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan threw her a lopsided smile, "Sorry. I've never been on the receiving end of one of the memory wipe moments so I'm not too certain what's comforting or what's useless data."

[futurespacemom]

Hera shrugged. "I appreciate the thought, anyway."

[spectre_alenko]

"Is, uh, there anything else you need to know right now?" Kaidan asked, a little at a loss.

[futurespacemom]

"At this point I don't even know what to ask, so no?" Hera shrugged. "But thank you."