Sun and Moon

March 11, 2016:

while exploring an encounter is made.

Ancient Egypt, Thebes

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Fade In…

It seemed there was hesitation, the moment she stood behind a stall and her armor drew into place in that digitized fashion, coating over skin to reveal the small placement of red Tamaranean gems along tops and accenting archs of the purple straps that molded attire to amazonian figure.

Fingers worked over one and in a quick motion it was plucked free of setting and held in her palm. An adoring gesture and stroke of fingertips, but just as quickly as armor came, it went and her approach to the stall of precious goods has her holding the gem out to the man in extended hand, eye contact hardly made in the gesture until a price was named.

Goods for goods she moved from one stall to the next getting what she needed, the rest left for crew if they so chose to change as well, adapt to the time and fit in. All of them doing what was necessary to meld into the backdrop and make do until they found out how to leave, and why. Or just wait and get forced through like the West.

Until then… Starfire wandered temples and empty halls, finding a kinship in the temple of Ra. The Sun. The Son. New attire hanging open at her sides, two strips of white fabric draping up and over shoulders to descend and cover, only molded and splayed at hips where a woven belt with beadwork clings to waist and pins it all in place, allowing the four strips to merge and swirl around long dusky appendages. Felinistic in her prowl, silent upon bare feet save for the soft clink of bangles clasped upon legs and their mates along wrists when hands rise to barely touch down upon heiroglyphics.

Her studies and motions at night, leaving priests undisturbed as well as the servants, and where she cane move a bit more freely. Long red hair hanging in tiny braids that converged into one large one touches tips upn ankles, the soft cosmic glow of flames sparking as she nearly glides from one space to another.

Nathaniel has been in the Thebas region for a few days. Half a year ago he fell in one of Kang's traps and was almost captured. He fled, and after several months living closer to the Mediterranean coast. He got back when his armor's sensors detected the arrival of a whole spaceship from the future. Kang's largest time machines are large as buildings (in fact, the Sphynx was one of them) but a spaceship?

He has been pretty cautious, but apparently the starship crew is not. Tamaraneans are human-like enough. But she is way taller than most women in this time and age, and the solid green eyes and a dead giveaway. He didn't need the armor systems to notice the redhead is an alien.

Nathaniel himself looks almost a native. His skin is still somewhat pale, despite have been tanned by the tropical sun, but he wears the bronze armor and jewelry of a nobleman, his hair cut very short. He also had time to learn the language, and now affects a northern accent. He has been following Koriand'r for a few hours, waiting for her to be alone. He let her seem him, certainly, and approaches her openly when he finally can do it without natives on sight.

Where the sun and heat of day is draining on her crew, Starfire is the opposite. Sleep was a distant thought in the night, instead a feline curiosity took light in place of energy abundance and the way she sought to /know/ and understand more with a speed and vigor relative to a fairytales pixie. The vacancy of the hall has her sweeping from one wall to the next, the comets trail tracing behind her path, burning the way and leaving behind her in a fading light like a torch was being carried and fading in departure, but it was no torch as those pleated ends danced in a glow akin to praise to Ra himself.

Nathaniel's approach may have been silent, but when he comes to full view she is not floating, just standing there, her hair a solid red and drawn over one bare shoulder while outstretched hands splay over the disc engraving of Ra, chiseled into large stone walls. When he approached, those emerald eyes turn towards him in a manner of further curiosity, and then reverence (due to his attire), a small bow of head in respect as she tried to find the native words, some of which gleaned from small touches and exchanges with traders - though this also taught her Persian and further eastern dialect.

Her hand drops and she steps away. "No offense meant."

"None taken," replies Nathaniel. In Interlac. A language no native Egyptian should be able to speak. "You really fit in the temple of the sun. At least better than me. I would be following Toth if any of the local deities would appeal me."

He offers her a faint smile, bowing back. "I am Nathaniel. Like you, I am a foreigner in this land and this time. Would you agree to exchange stories with me?"

Starfire's head tilts and the rapid blinking shows her surprise at the Interlac. Posture straightens then and she looks around quickly, ensuring no other ears present as well as looking for signs of others at all. Enemies, friends…

The silence and sounds of Nile-side nightlife is all that came to senses and only then did she look towards the writings as if they had a moment of exchange and then stepped away, more towards Nathaniel but towards the pillars and openings of the night then that of the inner domains and possible ears.

"Thoth? What is his picture?" But from one subject to the next, Starfire takes lean upon a still warm pillar and watches him. "I do not believe there is much to tell. My crew and I have been dropped through time with no rhyme or reason." In her posture it is evident she is still wary, the only saving grace of belief Nathaniel has earned came from his choice in language, but even then, the irony can be cruel.

"Starfire." She finally gives, returning the smile.

"Picture? Not in this temple. But if you see a statue of a man with the head of an ibis bird, that is him." The Egyptians putting animal heads on their gods is probably one of those 'alien' things for Starfire. "Starfire? That is not a Tamaranean name, is it? A fitting one, nevertheless." Nathaniel steps closer and glances at his bracer, letters and numbers in a strange alphabet race over it in electric white for a few seconds. "Wait, are you from the Twenty First Century? That can't be a coincidence."

Starfire's eyes widen and she blinks a few times, the smile growing to the point it seems childlike in the flash of teeth yet no laughter. "He is the Moon. It is no wonder you seek me now." Yep, she just solved all of it!

Then he speaks on and names her culture, the smile dropping to a stoic form while leaning to look at his bracer in an encroaching manner on personal space. "No…Koriand'r is my peoples name. Starfire is what I am known by in your - 21st Century." Pause and she pokes Nathaniels screen. "What is the coincidence? What are you reading?"

"Oh, this is a chronal tracer," explains Nathaniel, "which is part of my neuro-kinetic suit," he adds, although that explains little, so he elaborates. "I am from the 30th Century, but I lived for a few months in the early 21th, the Heroic Age. In fact I would still be there if it wasn't for Kang. He is the man that dragged me here, rather against my will.

"Neuro-kinetic?" Though that question did not belay ignorance, it was more of a statement mixed in, a connection. A step back and the light whirring comes upon a breezeless night, small connections of integration and the purple streaks across in straps where the drops of ancient white cloth do not cover, giving glimpses, her hand now braced by purple beneath the bangles of gold and beads, but from there all of that tawny skin is covered in a white backdrop, jointed and metallic even in its flexibility. Though not like his, it is her own body suit, but like an illusion of an oasis in the desert the revelation is there and gone.

"Why would this, Kang. Bring you here? Could he have done the same to me and my friends?"
"Why is he after me is something I rather not discuss yet, but as if he could bring you here… I think he could," offers Nathaniel, unsurprised she is using some kind of metamorphic body armor. "He is able of some formidable manipulations of the time-stream and has outpost in many times, and timelines. If you don't know about him… well, maybe you are to become an enemy in your future and he is seeking to eliminate you now. It is also possible he is not related to your presence, but I am quite sure he will have noticed your arrival. I did, and I was a thousand miles away from Thebas."

"Why is he after me is something I rather not discuss yet, but as if he could bring you here… I think he could," offers Nathaniel, unsurprised she is using some kind of metamorphic body armor. "He is able of some formidable manipulations of the time-stream and has outpost in many times, and timelines. If you don't know about him… well, maybe you are to become an enemy in your future and he is seeking to eliminate you now. It is also possible he is not related to your presence, but I am quite sure he will have noticed your arrival. I did, and I was a thousand miles away from Thebas."

"This is not the only timeline he has dropped us in…" Starfire's words started sure and are now full of questions as the lowering in tone is beginning to show.

"Well if he brought us here it is a given he knows. If he did not, and now does," Her eyes shift towards Nathaniel as she moves around the pillar, crossing her arms over her chest as she thinks and lifts her chin, watching out over the flowing Nile.

"Then it looks like we have trouble anyway if he is who you say he is or -how- you say he is." A sidelong glance towards Nathaniel and her head rocks to lean against the pillar as well. "Until we must leave, I am rather enjoying my time here," But it is not just her and there are things back home she misses dearly. "Perhaps you should speak to the others as well."

"If he has left you alone…" but he shuts up. Speculation and guesswork can wait a little. "I would like to speak to the rest of the crew, indeed. And as interesting as pre-industrial Egypt is in many regards, I have to admit am more comfortable in a time with electricity and running water. I want to see your starship and see if I can bring it back to the 21st Century. I have a time machine, but Kang has mined the timeline against me, so I can't leave."

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