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[element_wizard]

Alec is sitting outside his shop, in jeans and a tee-shirt despite the cold, with a bowl of chopped up squares of meat. At least he's not barefoot? Circling him is a small brown dragon, about the length of his arm with a snub nose and jeweled eyes. He fishes out a piece of meat from the bowl and then flicks it into the air.

The piece of meat vanishes after leaving his hands and then the little dragon does too. The meat cube reappears somewhere in the square randomly and the dragon snatching it up just seconds behind it.

It then wings its way back to Alec and trills at him, obviously saying 'again'.

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[directives]

He may be dressed casually, but Janeway is still in uniform, refusing to believe she'll be stuck here for very long. Not only is her crew efficient and determined as all get out, but she was on a time traveling vessel with temporal scanning capabilities prior to her arrival here. She fully expects Lieutenant Ducane to make an appearance, apologize, and return her to Voyager as he earlier promised.

"That's quite the creature."

And if she'd been more familiar with ancient Earth lore, she might've recognized it as a some sort of dragon. However, she is not as well versed as her pilot is, and although the shape of the tiny being reminds her of something, perhaps from childhood, she can't quite put her finger on it. Not that it matters, as she's encountered dozens of species that are nothing like the humanoids and bipeds that make up a good portion of the Federation races, nevermind the other sentient beings that inhabit worlds in both the Alpha and Delta Quadrants.

[element_wizard]

Well, there's time travel and then there's completely skipping the universe all together. Alec has formal get up around and armor for when he's going out intending for a fight, but right now? Jeans and a tee-shirt's fine. Though his sword is propped up against the wall next to him.

His eyes light up when she approaches, as he does recognize her and he clamps down on any initial responses of "Ohmigawd I absolutely love your work on the Voyager, you're a brilliant Captain and I want you to know that I dealt with a few fan fics involving you being traumatized by Mary Sues and killed them for you" because A. This Janeway's never met him before and B. She would have been flashy thingied to forget his existence anyway.

"Thank you, he thinks so himself," Alec says, instead. Trey circles around once more and then lands on his shoulders to peer at Janeway, his eyes whirling blues and greens in calm curiosity.

apologies. multitasking around work = tagging goofs.

[directives]

It's a good thing, too, that he clamped down on that initial response, for Janeway's reaction would've been far from positive. While it's true that she, her crew, and her vessel have garnered something of a reputation among certain species, and word has been known to travel lightyears ahead of them, having a singular being know intimate details of her person would be... Well, to be frank, she'd start wondering whether or not she was speaking with a member of the Q Continuum.

Not that stranger things haven't happened. She's here after all.

"Sentient? How wonderful." She smiles at the creature, holding out a gentle hand. "I won't hurt you."

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[element_wizard]

He's been taught well and realizes it's creepy. (THOUGH actually, and he'll never admit it, at one point in his multiple choice past he was a member of the Continuum.)

"Sentient like a cat or dog. Maybe a bit smarter."

Trey sticks his head out and then moves his head so that she can rub the nubs on top of his skull. He likes that.

[directives]

The closest she's ever come to something like that was briefly encountering Isaac Newton during Quinn's trail and 'meeting' the legendary Hikaru Sulu while traipsing about Tuvok's memories, which hardly counted for anything.

Grinning, Janeway does just that, lightly rubbing his tiny skull. "His scales are smoother than I thought they'd be. Does he have a name?"

[element_wizard]

"This is Trey." He ALMOST introduces Trey using Janeway's name but catches himself.

The fire-lizard hums happily under her hand, his eyes drifting lazily shut.

[directives]

"Trey," she repeats, continuing to rub the fire-lizard's little head. "Hello Trey. My name is Kathryn."

Looking up and over at Alec, she clarifies, "Captain Kathryn Janeway," because it's okay for a fire-lizard to suddenly gain the ability to speak and call her Kathryn, but not for anyone else here. No, she doesn't allow just anyone to use anything other than her rank - especially when she's already given it out and has made the decision to not fly under the radar and pretend to be anything but Starfleet.

[watsonyourmind]

Watson is on her way back from work, bundled up against the cold, when she sees the scene outside the shop. She watches the two play fetch for a moment and then breaks into a broad smile. Of course a guy who teleports would have a pet who teleports too. Dragons that teleport - what would he come up with next?

She wanders over to say hello and meet the creature.

"He's so pretty!" she says.

[element_wizard]

Actually, he didn't come up with this one but...

"Thank you," Alec says, sitting up out of his slouch. "This is Trey."

The little dragon circles Watson curiously, his wings flapping lazily. He can't hover after all.

[watsonyourmind]

She puts out a hand, tentatively. Dogs and cats like to smell you. She's not sure about fire lizards.

"Hello, Trey," she says, in that sing-songy tone people reserve for pets and babies.

[element_wizard]

Trey, being a friendly fellow, shoves his head under her hand to be rubbed. His skin is smooth and warm, not at all like a lizard's skin. He even hums as he does so.

Meanwhile Alec is just grinning cheerfully, watching this.

[watsonyourmind]

Jane scratches behind a ridge which she is thinking of as an ear. She isn't that squeamish, being a med student, but she's surprised by the feeling of his skin. He's as warm as a mammal, she thinks.

"Maybe Shirley and I should get one of these," she says, grinning back at Alec.

[element_wizard]

"They're more and less trouble than dogs, I will give you that."

Well, he is an alien creature so...

"And if a door ever opens up to his world, I'd be happy to try and find you some eggs."

[sobered]

That certainly is a dragon right there, and Joan stops on her walk down the sidewalk to watch it. It's not that she hasn't seen some strange things around, but a dragon is yet another strange thing.

"Is he your pet?" She asks it after a long moment of watching, aware that that's rude, turning her attention more to Alec than the dragon.

[element_wizard]

"He is, yes," Alec says.

Another piece of meat is flicked into the air. This time it doesn't vanish. The dragon still catches it easily enough though.

While the dragon does that, he looks at the other Watson (she will be forever the other Watson because Jane got there first) curiously. "I've not seen you before."

[sobered]

She watches that display with some interest before turning her attention back to him.

"Yes, I'm fairly new to - here." Which is about as much of a name as she's willing to give it, still. "I'm Joan Watson. Are you a native, or another person dragged here?"

[element_wizard]

"I have a great something or another grandfather that's a native to fairy, but me personally? No, I'm not," he says.

That great something or another grandfather is a fairy prince. Which explains his ears.

"I'm Alec Troven and that's Trey."

[sobered]

"Is Trey native to here, or did he come here with you from - wherever you came from?" Curious as she takes a step closer, watches the dragon carefully.

[element_wizard]

"He's not a native here, I picked him up on another world by accident."

Trey watches her back just as curiously. He doesn't seem to be vicious or anything, merely curious.

[13pitchblackcats]

Misery drifts past Alec's shop, followed, as always, by a gloomy raincloud. She's preoccupied by a broken hand-mirror (odds are good that it wasn't broken before she looked into it) until she sees--

"DRAGON!"

[element_wizard]

The shout startles Trey enough that he vanishes and reappears on Alec's shoulder, his eyes whirling reds. He doesn't hiss at Misery, which is fortunate, he's just startled.

For his part, Alec corrects her with, "Fire-Lizard."

[13pitchblackcats]

She dials the drama back to--what number is apathetic?--and responds in a flat tone. "Oh. Okay."

[element_wizard]

Three?

"Which is sort of like a dragon in looks, I guess, but they're aliens," Alec continues. He pets Trey's head, soothing the little critter.

[13pitchblackcats]

Three sounds good.

"Aliens?" She sounds skeptical. Kind of. "From space?"

[element_wizard]

"A different planet. Which I guess makes it from space. I'm not from Earth either, you know." Or human. But he'll go for not from Earth right now.