Perhaps to one who had never entered a shared mental state, this place would have seemed off-putting. But for a trained Vulcan who had only recently undergone a mind-meld, it did little more than raise an eyebrow. Some bits and pieces he contributed might have similarities to a certain young Romulan, if someone encountered both of them. There was in fact, one piece the exact same. A verdant world with a lavender sky a brief glimpse of two suns overhead, and a settlement under construction. Where his varied, however, were the pieces of a simple enough building like something between a hospital and a monastery set in a harsh desert, and then a busy futuristic city laid out like a maze with signs of a tremendous disparity of wealth.
Skisan's image of himself was exactly as he was. Maintaining that image was a necessity, particularly for a race that could link minds, as someone else could warp that image with intent or without, if one was uncertain. He stood 6' tall, which while not abnormal for a Vulcan, came out somewhat taller than average compared to humans. If one knew much about Vulcans, some aspects of his appearance might come as a surprise. Rather than the traditional straight haircut, thick curls framed his face and he had a level of scruff which most Vulcans would never have permitted. Outside of that he had deep blue eyes and while he did not possess the most pale of skin-tones, it was certainly light enough that the green undertones were readily visible. He wore simple robes with embroidery along multiple borders.
While he had little beyond both of them being vulcanoids physically in common with his ward, those who knew Æn'kae might pick up a sense of familiarity, subtle, but there. Just little pieces of mannerisms. And it would get even more pronounced when he spoke as there were similarities in tone and accent both.
He might have tried to wake if he had not been curious in regards to this shared mental state, and perhaps upon failing he might have had some cause for concern, but as it was that had not yet come up. He also did not try to reshape the world around him, but rather. Observed. What he contributed and what he did not at all recognize both. He wished to discover what had caused this shared state that was not a mind-meld, and, perhaps, to learn of others who had been brought in. He raised an eyebrow as he stepped forward and the ground shifted in the process to something entirely unknown. "Curious," he murmured.
Skisan | Star Trek OC | OTA
Skisan's image of himself was exactly as he was. Maintaining that image was a necessity, particularly for a race that could link minds, as someone else could warp that image with intent or without, if one was uncertain. He stood 6' tall, which while not abnormal for a Vulcan, came out somewhat taller than average compared to humans. If one knew much about Vulcans, some aspects of his appearance might come as a surprise. Rather than the traditional straight haircut, thick curls framed his face and he had a level of scruff which most Vulcans would never have permitted. Outside of that he had deep blue eyes and while he did not possess the most pale of skin-tones, it was certainly light enough that the green undertones were readily visible. He wore simple robes with embroidery along multiple borders.
While he had little beyond both of them being vulcanoids physically in common with his ward, those who knew Æn'kae might pick up a sense of familiarity, subtle, but there. Just little pieces of mannerisms. And it would get even more pronounced when he spoke as there were similarities in tone and accent both.
He might have tried to wake if he had not been curious in regards to this shared mental state, and perhaps upon failing he might have had some cause for concern, but as it was that had not yet come up. He also did not try to reshape the world around him, but rather. Observed. What he contributed and what he did not at all recognize both. He wished to discover what had caused this shared state that was not a mind-meld, and, perhaps, to learn of others who had been brought in. He raised an eyebrow as he stepped forward and the ground shifted in the process to something entirely unknown. "Curious," he murmured.