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Blue antennae wiggled, mussing damp white hair. Illario groaned, sitting up on the third try. Where was he? Had he been drinking? Why did his mouth taste like ash? It must be after the concert. He hoped it had gone well. He must be at his parents' house.

He rubbed his eyes, finally pulling them open to glare at the couch. Since when did they own a Terran antique?

"Hello?" he called out, hoping his mother would show up with tea. She could chide him about life choices all she wanted once his throat was wet.

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Footsteps, halting as though lost or searching for something and a male's voice, muffled slightly as whomever was speaking was not yet near enough for perfect clarity.

"Are you sure this is the right place?"

'Yes, I'm certain. Now stop speaking aloud lest someone think you unwell.' The second voice came from inside Colin's head -- no one would hear that one save for the curl-haired blond rounding a corner.

Colin Hargrove sighed and grumbled at that; he'd forgotten - already - that the gem's voice - Silence's voice - was only in his head. "Oh for the love of--" His muttering was cut off by the appearance of someone rather...strange looking appearing in his field of vision. What the hell sort of thing was that!?

"Oh hell no, you've got to be kidding me!"

In his head, Silence chuckled; Colin came from a place where people were 'people', apparently. 'Don't be rude, he seems as lost as you.'

Lost yes. Someone Colin was comfortable with talking to? No. That was an alien!?!?!

So he just stared.

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Illa was still frowning at the couch, but his antennae twitched and told him someone was there. Must be talking into a comm or something. He sighed and rubbed his face. "Do you know where a guy could get something to drink around here?"

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For a long moment, Colin didn't say anything -- he'd not so much 'rounded a corner' as 'walked around an expresso maker and then around a corner to stare at the alien. When he finally spoke, he cleared his throat, twisted to point behind him a little and said only: "Expresso machine's right over that way."

Okay. Not going to freak out. But there was an alien on the couch!!!

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Illa raised his head and frowned at a rather nervous looking, blond, Terran fellow. What the hell was an 'espresso machine'? "Do you mean the replicator?"

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Replicator? Now Colin was thoroughly confused - not only was there an alien sitting on the couch, looking kind of confused...but he was talking about replicators. It sounded like something out of one of those silly Sci-Fi shows that one of his exes had been into.

"Man, are you high? This isn't some sci-fi movie set."

'Try to not be a complete jerk, would you?' Silence's voice slid through the turbulent murk of the blond's mind and soothed him a little; his host was well used to dealing with 'costumed' persons, but confronted with something that seemed quite real? He immediately took the offensive.

Really now, one would think that after having shared a kiss with Destruction and been implanted with a god housed in a jewel he would be a little more...open?

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"I may have a hairline fracture in my skull, but I've never taken drugs for recreation." the Andorian said after a moment. Was this guy one of Allie's friends? He certainly talked like her after she came back from one of her 'reenactments'. He had no idea why she did it: from what he'd learned in school about Earth's 20th Century, it hadn't been too fun.

In pain, confused, and not appreciating the kid's lack of aid, Illario found himself shouting. "Of course this isn't a... 'moo-vee set', and I suppose this isn't my parent's house either. Now, you want to tell me where the hell I am, or are you going to continue to be utterly useless?!"

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What? Wait...a fracture in his skull? That totally changed his attitude - if this...uh...person was hurt and he was just yammering on and being startled because he looked differently, that was totally unacceptable on a personal level.

"What? You're hurt?" Because he hadn't been there to see how the other arrived, he had no idea honestly. Being shouted at only made Colin bristle - he was more than used to dealing with attitude - he didn't appreciate that either; it made his five-seconds of concern for another living creature dissipate as quickly as rubbing alcohol on a hot day.

Colin was five more seconds from blowing up in the other's face when Silence 'stepped forward'.

"Gently now, the boy knows as little about here as you." Colin's mouth moved, but his voice - the meter and over-all tone - had changed quite a bit. "This is not your home world, I'm afraid." The deity-in-human clothing had not the strength yet to move his hosts body, though he could speak through him briefly. "Be calm, friend. We are learning also."

Colin found himself shoved into the back of his conscious while the god spoke. That was weird. Even weirder than the alien on the couch. At least when he retook his body he was no longer angry - he had calmed. "Okay...well, I have no clue what's going on...but if you want water or something to drink, I can get it for you."

The curly-haired blond in the baggy clothes sighed a little; getting something for the alien to drink didn't put him out any, he just felt...tired suddenly.

Also, the fact that he was talking to aforementioned alien? Not so amazing now that he'd been reminded that his body wasn't just his own. Hell, he'd just been possessed (sort of) by the deity inside the damned gem on his hip!

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Illa cocked his head as the other voice came out of the Terran's mouth, listening intently. Was he a telepath? Maybe if he was as half blood something or other, but as far as he could tell that was a fullblooded human in front of him. Controlled by a telepath, then? Kindly or no, that was never a good thing-

The Andorian shook his head, took a breath, and stood. He was getting ahead of himself. He should be civil first and ponder any diabolical schemes at a later date. "I'm sorry, but I just crashlanded in a part of Earth - hopefully Earth - I've never been, and my head hurts, and I'm being snippy. Illario Teska, nice to meet you."

He held out a hand in greeting and smiled. "And you are?"

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"So you really are an alien." Colin blinked a bit at the hand offered to him before giving a mental shrug and shaking the other's hand firmly. He had a jewel that talked to him embedded in his hip - who was he to judge?

"Yeah, likewise. Sorry - you, ah, startled me. Colin Hargrove."

He couldn't help staring though. He'd never seen a "real alien" before. "I'm pretty sure this is Earth...but after the last few days, I just don't know."

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"In that my species isn't native to the planet, yes." Strange kid. Where was he from that he'd never seen his kind before? "Although Andorian I was born Beijing."

He rubbed his forehead which still echoed with pain. "Nice to meet you Colin. I'm sorry I was rude, but I'm used to Terrans who know what I am. So... what comes out of an 'expresso machine'? Is it any good?"

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Colin looked supremely confused by that statement - there were aliens in Beijing? Whatever. Maybe it was true and he'd just missed hearing about it; he traveled a lot, but he'd not been to Beijing!

"I've never heard of anyone that looked like you that wasn't some guy painted up to look like an alien. But yeah, expresso is good if you like jolts of caffeine."

Off-handedly, the blond wondered if he shouldn't have a cup...he also wondered why Silence was being so...you know, silent.

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The Andorian listened to Colin and hoped his dawning fear didn't show. 20th Century Earth. He had to be on 20th Century Earth. ********. Smile, even if you're tired. No sudden movements. Be nice. Run at the mention of contacting the authorities. He wasn't Star Fleet so in theory contaminating the time stream would be too bad. I mean, they couldn't court marshal him for it or anything.

"Sounds great. Do you know how to use it?" Illa had picked up some engineering from his father when he was younger, but that wouldn't help him use an archaic drink making device. He could build a replicator, but he still expected it to make his beverages for him, cup and all.

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No, the blond didn't recognize any sort of fear in the Andorian's expression; then again, he was a little afraid himself. Aliens. In Beijing. Wild. Crazy.

'But not nearly as crazy as having a deity-gem in your hip and kissing the God of Destruction?' A very tired Silence quipped quietly. He noticed, but said nothing.

"Yeah, just give me a minute." Colin slipped away from the alien and back around the divider to access the espresso machine; it took him a few moments, but he got it working. Five minutes, and they'd have piping hot espressos! (Plus, he'd be calmer. Domestic things like this made the whole "experience" seem kind of...normal.

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"Okay." Illario shoved his hands in his pockets and was once again thankful he'd never gone into the service like his parents had wanted. He wouldn't have pockets then. He was never clear why, exactly, Star Fleet uniforms were devoid of nooks for carrying things, but it had always bothered him. They looked more svelte without them, or something. It was just strange. That's right, he told himself. focus on the important things.

Looking around the room, he couldn't fathom why he'd thought this was his parents' house, injuries or no. It just wasn't their style. They didn't decorate with archaic couches or dragon-shaped pillars. Was that lava?
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