Another Arrival

[adaptiveimmunities]

Shaun hadn't been dreaming. He prefers it when he doesn't dream, because he doesn't usually get the good dreams anymore, and when he wakes it's in utter shock at the intense cold. He'd fallen asleep on a rooftop in Oakland in April. Sure, he's wearing a jacket, but it's not exactly a heavy winter coat. Shaun has never seen a winter like this. Where the hell is he? Antarctica?

"What the fuck?"

He doesn't expect an answer as he wraps his arms around himself looking for shelter. There's a ship. An olde time sailing ship, which is as bizarre to him as anything else in this insane scene, but it looks warm, which is all he cares about right now. He makes his way toward the open ramp.

[What the hell is going on here?]

"Fuck if I know," he mutters.

[This is what I get for letting you sleep.]

It should be funny, but it's not. This can't be a dream. Dreams don't get this cold. But who would bother kidnapping him to a movie set in the Antarctic?

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[lieutenantsteward]

Jopson was sure that they were no longer speaking English. He simply blinked at them absently before shaking his head. "That is a no," he said with a nod. Mahir was right; he had no idea what germs were. The only word that made sense in that jumble of nonsense was sodium, but only just.

"Perhaps I should show you where you can get some rest," he finally told them. "Everything might seem better after a good night's sleep."

[adaptiveimmunities]

Shaun glances over at Mahir. "Yeah, that'd be real great," he agrees. "This whole... 'suddenly turning up in the arctic' thing is pretty overwhelming." That, and he'd like to talk to Mahir in private, before they scare the absolute shit out of everyone, about how they should deal with their shared medical condition.

[fishandclips]

Mahir nods; he may not be able to read Shaun's thoughts, but he's worked with him for enough years to know what he's probably thinking. Which is the same thing he's thinking, honestly. He's loathe to go full disclosure until they know more about where they are and who is there with them. He stands.

"Thank you. That's very kind of you. And thank you for the tea as well, Mister...?"

[lieutenantsteward]

"Jopson," he told them gently, finding that he actually didn't mind their strange presence. "Come along." He showed them to two cabins, next door to one another, and stepped back. "If you need anything, please do not hesitate to find me. I will likely be in the galley or topside, watching for any new arrivals."

[adaptiveimmunities]

"Thanks. We'll let you know." Shaun gives him a quick smile. He's been in front of cameras his whole life--he can smile even when he's totally freaking out. "Here's hoping anyone else who shows up has actual answers, huh?"