Meet the Jansons

[queen_of_swords]

Who: Wes, Emmett, & Olivier
What: New addition to the household.
Where: 1671 Nelson Street
When: July 10th, 195X
Warnings: None, I think...will edit if anything comes up

[After kicking out the drone of Nox from what he thinks is their bedroom, she collapsed for the night. Emmett had been droned, but his things were still there, so she hadn't been too worried, and sleep had come to her easily after nearly a week in that other Mayfield.]

[She hadn't been expecting to wake up with another person in her bed, and before freaking out like her first day in Mayfield, she checks the framed picture she keeps on the nightstand. She's at least glad to have the drone of Nox gone, and someone she trusts in his place. After a moment of processing, she pokes Wes.]

This is my room.

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[kettchmeifyoucan]

[Wes is awake instantly. Even without his training, everything that happened recently would do it]

The kriff?

[queen_of_swords]

You must have been reassigned houses. It happened to me once before.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

Well that's a new one.

[He climbs out of bed because... this doesn't seem entirely appropriate]

[queen_of_swords]

You're things should all be here, somewhere.

[She looks around, then shrugs.]

And just so you know, the only thing I make in the morning is coffee. Very strong coffee.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

[Wes looks around and sure enough, there's Kettch. He picks the stuffed Ewok up]

Looks like it. No point in having coffee if it's not strong.

[queen_of_swords]

[She looks at the Ewok.]

That almost looks like one of those prizes from the carnival.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

This is Lieutenant Kettch. He was a squadron mascot of sorts.

[queen_of_swords]

Ah. We don't have mascots, just the one motto.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

He started as a joke. Then again, this is the squadron whose unofficial motto was "Ooh, pretty, what do we blow up first?".

[queen_of_swords]

Well, I can't say that I'd disagree with blowing up the enemy's things. Were you in command of this squadron?

[kettchmeifyoucan]

Second. I'd been training recruits for a while, and Wedge asked for help with his new harebrained scheme.

[queen_of_swords]

Training recruits is a good skill to have. And sometimes harebrained schemes are the ones that work the best.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

It wound up working out better than anyone expected. Harebrained was really the only thing that kept us going, early on.

[queen_of_swords]

Of course, all strategists need some time to learn a few things.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

A sensible strategist would have run from the sort of odds we were harebraining our way around.

[queen_of_swords]

[She gives a dry laugh.]

The most sensible of strategist know sometime you have to do something a bit crazy to get on top.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

Good thing the people we were up against didn't have anyone sensible working for them.

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

[Emmett suddently snaps out of his droned state and blinks a few times. That feeling of being zoned out..]

Great scott. It happened again. [He rushes down the hallway to make a recording when he backtracks as he sees the 'family' portrait. It changed. Now, heads towards Olivier's room and knocks]

[queen_of_swords]

[She's in the middle of explaining to telling Wes, that the master bedroom is hers and he can have the guest room when the knock interrupts.]

Is that you Emmett?

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

Yes... Can I come in?

[kettchmeifyoucan]

Just another confusing Mayfield morning.

[He's decided to just roll with it]

[queen_of_swords]

One of the less confusing ones.

She turns to the door.]

You can come in Emmett. It's good to have you back to normal again.

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

[Emmett turns the doorknob.]

Good to be back. [Smiling]

[Before turning to Wes, he looked familair. Oh, right. Those 'Bingo' nights]

Welcome to the house. [Because judging by that oddly changing family portrait]

I'm Emmett Brown. [Offering a hand shake] I believe I've seen you at 'bingo' nights?

[kettchmeifyoucan]

Never could resist a good rebellion.

[He shakes the hand readily]

Major Wes Janson, former Rebel Alliance, current New Republic.

[queen_of_swords]

Yes, he's been attending the meeting since their beginning.

Emmett is an inventor.

[Introducing the two almost feels weird, like she's accepting the strange housing assignments of Mayfield with too much ease, but she wouldn't mind having a house free of drones.]

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

[Emmett appears just a tad twitchy, perhaps more bothered that this is the second temporary displacement father he's had since his own arrival. Mayfield did make you feel a little worthless, like you can be easily replaced.]

I really need to figure out that algorithm and put a stop to this insanity.

Good to meet you.

Former Rebel Alliance, who where you rebeling against in your own world. [Not that Emmett had an issue with rebeling when he built up the courage to do so.]

[kettchmeifyoucan]

The Galactic Empire. They considered destroying a planet to be a valid problem solving technique.

[It's a useful shorthand for all the problems of the Empire]

Invention sounds useful around here.

[queen_of_swords]

[She looks at Emmett.]

I trust if there is one, you'll find it.

[Then to Wes.]

Sounds like the bad guys all take notes from each other. We had someone back home who thought destroying a country to gain immortality was okay.

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

[Emmett winces at Wes's remark. Where to begin on the stupidity of that remark?]

Less of an invention as it's more of an equation for determining 'randomness'.

[Before nodding back to Armstrong]

Mind filling me on how the days I was apparently droned?