[ Chekov hasn't been able to make contact with the Enterprise, with Starfleet, with anyone since he arrived here. He's not even sure where "here" is. It's obviously a cave of some sort, and the city feels distinctly alien. But it's also a little creepy. There's something off about the light, and why hasn't he seen anyone else here?
There's nothing for Chekov to do but explore. He maps the place in his head, searching for life, for clues. The boy wearing what looks like a costume from ancient times is an unexpected, but welcome, surprise. Chekov returns the smile, happy to see someone else at last. ]
Hello. My name is Chekov. [ He says, gently. The boy seems shy. Chekov's voice is genuinely friendly, with a thick Russian accent coloring his words. ] Do you live here?
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There's nothing for Chekov to do but explore. He maps the place in his head, searching for life, for clues. The boy wearing what looks like a costume from ancient times is an unexpected, but welcome, surprise. Chekov returns the smile, happy to see someone else at last. ]
Hello. My name is Chekov. [ He says, gently. The boy seems shy. Chekov's voice is genuinely friendly, with a thick Russian accent coloring his words. ] Do you live here?