Time Travel [Protag and Madam]

It was Summer time. David was standing in front of a large tunnel made of exposed wires, underneath a metal ceiling and above a concrete floor. He was wearing a snow suit and ski goggles, because Time Travel sucked the heat out of the person time travelling.

"Activate it", said David. He was going to make the largest time-jump ever, going back 500 years.

A scientist in to his right
The machine starts to electrify, and spark. Then something smokes.

A scientist reads over it and says "Wait...there seems to be a problem with the Negative Mass generator..." He speaks in a swedish accent.

David says "Is it serious?"

The Scientist says "I'm not sure...we think the Tachyon beam might be out of alignment."

David raises an eyebrow. "What does that even mean?"

The scientist shrugs "I don't know. It sounds like pointless technobabble to me. I just read the monitor, sir."

David sighs "Alright, let's just ignore it. It's probably nothing."

The wormhole opens up, and David runs through it.

However, upon entering, he realizes that something's wrong. He's now about 15 feet above the ground...and upside down. The Time Machine had sent him into the wrong time, and the wrong place to boot. His head hits a cushion of snow, and knocks him out.

It was the harshest blizzard she'd seen in many moons. A lone figure clad head to toe in skins and furs waded through the snow, head bent against the blizzard, using a spear as a walking stick to gain some traction. How she'd managed to get caught out in this she didn't know, but she could tell by the landmarks that she was almost home. In the mid-ground was a figure laying prone in the snow. Frowning, she trudged forward and poked it with the butt-end of her spear.

It was alive, though it wasn't any sort of creature she recognized; its pelt was some sort of strange, slippery skin and it appeared to have only one large eye in the middle of a face similar to those of her tribe. She stood for a moment, wondering what to do, before picking it up and throwing it over her shoulder. They wouldn't make it back to her village before the darkfall, but at the very least she could take shelter in a cave and use it to keep her warm. If it proved to be food, she would slaughter it once she brought it back to her people.

About half an hour later an ice cavern was found. She couldn't risk building a fire, so she instead huddled for warmth with the strange creature. Were he to wake he would find a woman snuggled up against him as a "little spoon," a tattooed face just visible within the pelt that served as a hood. The thing had passed out in the snow so, she reasoned, it posed no obvious threat.

David awoke in the dark. He couldn't see a thing. However, he laying on a cold, rocky surface and he felt something wrapped around him. He realized they were arms. He carefully moved the arms away, and then got up. He pressed a button on his wrist, and a flashlight activated. He looked around the area. He was in some kind of cave. He used the flashlight to see what had grabbed him. It was a woman wearing furs. He began to make his way to the cave exit. It was snowing outside. Like, a lot. He guesses that this person had dragged him here. Probably for the best, as that blizzard probably would have killed him. Heck, he was still afraid to go out. He hits another button on his wrist, hoping that it'll send him back home. It's not working. Why isn't it working?

He's stuck here. Great.

She had always risen with the sun, and though she seemed to have only been sleeping for a few hours the sun shone in her face and she blearily opened her eyes. Once they focused, she realized that it was still night, the storm still howled outside the cavern, and the light came from the thing she had carried in here with her. What sort of an animal had its own sun?! Startled into a sitting position, she then scrambled to her feet and grabbed up her spear, pointing it at him.

"Edak tou?!" the woman demanded, posturing aggressively and jabbing her spear in the strange animal's direction. "Touana khado?" Perhaps if it could speak, she could reason with it, figure out what it was and what it wanted. Still, it was best to keep a spear's length between them until she could figure out how dangerous it was.

David looks around and sees the woman has awoken. He sighs a little. He's a bit frustrated right now, and doesn't want to have to deal with a local at this moment. That's when the creatures points its spear at him and he is, in the instant filled with fear. He raises his hands and starts to speak in a calm, but obviously scared voice. However, the words are meaningless to the woman, and David knows it. He considers just running away. It's unlikely the woman would chase him very far. Still, he'd prefer not to do that. He might not find shelter again if he leaves. It's not impossible, or even that unlikely, but a 50% chance of dying is unacceptable. He takes two steps away from the woman, in order to put a distance between himself and that spear.

The strange animal was capable of speech! The only things that she knew of that knew how to speak were those of her own tribe. She cocked her head to the side and scowled, curious, as he stepped away. Clearly it knew what a spear was, so it was smarter than your average mammoth or something of the like. Still...what was it??

"Eedahn," she said slowly, putting her free hand to her own chest. "Shurkh? Eedahn." She patted her chest before pointing at him. "Kratou?"

She wasn't entirely as offensively postured as before, but still she kept the spear between them. Even though it was capable of speech, who knew what sort of hidden claws or teeth or poisonous excretions this strangely-skinned, one-eyed creature possessed?

David looked at her. Her body language suggested that maybe she was trying to give a name. He decided to say his name. If he was right, then hopefully she might reconsider turning him into a human kabob. "David" he said, hoping she would understand.

He then realized that his ski-mask was obscuring his face. He pulled the goggles upwards, revealing his face. To let her understand that he was human.

Eedahn frowned and rolled its name around on her tongue. It felt weird. "Eedahn," she put her hand to her own chest before putting her palm out toward it, "Daay-fid?" she confirmed.

When it started reaching for that strange eye she took a step back, wondering if it was like that lizard she had once seen that shot blood from its eyes. But then to her horror it lifted the entire eye off of his face to reveal...a face mostly like hers. It was a he. Stepping up to him slowly, she pulled off one furry mitt and put a warm hand on his cheek, feeling his features like a blind woman would. She felt over his cheeks, up his chin to his nose and across his eyes. When she came to the ski mask she followed one side across to the strap and gripped it, yanking it off over his head and pulling a few strands of hair with it. Noticing that he had skin like her and hair like her, she concluded that the strange, slippery skin must be some sort of coat. It must not have been very warm; there was no fur anywhere that she could see.

When the goggles had been wrestled off, Eedahn looked at them curiously. Were they some sort of trophy from a strange animal he'd killed? Pulling them over her eyes as he had, she gasped and looked around wildly when everything was suddenly darker. She could still see, but not very well. What sort of a person would blind themselves like that. Quickly she pulled them off and gave them back.

"Luesh hnak?" she demanded, pointing out into the blizzard. "Ninyen?" Eedahn knelt to the ground, digging a crude drawing of a hut into the ice. "Preka," she explained, pointing at the hut, then pointing off westward, "lkter skenen ou kreyah. Kratou?" She looked to the strangely-clothed man to see if he understood. "Eedahn, preka," she repeated, putting her hand to her own chest then pointing to the cutting of the hut, "Daay-fid...?" She pointed to him the motioned to the hut.

The woman repeats a close approximation of his name. He figures it was close enough, and begins to express a certain amount of joy that she understands his name. He says "Eden?" He asks if it is her name, though she couldn't possibly understand past the word "Eden". He then realizes there's no way that's her name; the book of Genesis had yet to be written.
The woman suddenly approached him, and...placed a hand on his cheek. David rolled his eyes, but didn't resist.
And that's when the woman takes his goggles off. He winces, and says "Ouch!", and then goes on to say more words that are meaningless to her in an 'accusatory' tone of voice. He does not seem to be pleased by her taking the mask. However, he lets it go very quickly. I mean, she is meeting a time traveler, she should be cut some slack.

That's when Eedahn began drawing something in the ice. She tries to say something to David, but he doesn't fully understand. He raises an eyebrow and asks a question in a confused tone of voice. She draws a picture, of a hut. And then points westward. He starts to make a deduction; she has a hut westward. He thinks that would be nice, if it were true. And then he starts to reconsider; he doesn't know the intentions of this woman, staying with her might not be the greatest idea. Then again, going it alone won't necessarily be any better.

Eedahn smiled when Daay-fid repeated her name as "Eden." It was close enough; they obviously didn't speak the same language. Nodding she grinned.

"Unh. Eedahn." She put her hand to herself again, smiling as though praising him for catching on so quickly. When he started getting angry with her for taking the strange eye before giving it back, however, she scowled and shoved him a little as she pushed the goggles back into his chest to give them back. He was the one walking around with a weird-ass trophy! Why should he get mad at her for it??

Daay-fid clearly didn't understand the question. Sighing and rolling her eyes, she tried again. Eedahn cut three boxy-looking stick figures into the ice around the hut, one with long hair and circles that served as breasts. Two crude trees were drawn on either side, next to a large mountain. Then a few feet away she drew a fourth box-figure.

"Shik," she said, motioning for him to come closer then pulling at his hand as she knelt down again. "Eedahn," she said in a very matter-of-fact tone, pointing at the lone clearly female figure, "Korren ou Jek." She pointed first at the taller figure then the shorter one before directing Daay-fid's attention to her and cupping her arms and moving them back and forth, mimicking rocking a baby. "Kerkhni." She mimicked it again then pointed to herself; they were her babies.

"Eedahn ou Korren ou Jek, preka." She pointed to each figure then to the hut. "Preka losh vin urdun ou fininis." Urdun was the mountain, fininis were the trees. Then she traced her finger from the trees over to the lone figure by itself. "Daay-fid," she explained as though it were obvious. "Oru preka?" Eedahn offered him the spear to help him draw if he needed it. She wanted to know where his village was; maybe she could help him get back to it.

David eventually figured it out. She lived in a village to the east, and she wanted to know where he was from. Hm...how to answer that question. Telling someone that he's from the future might be problematic, but likely not in this case. One cannot change history during prehistory. Still, even if he wanted to explain to her his history; he couldn't draw it out for her. He got on his knee and tried to draw a symbol along the lines of 'nowhere'. He shrugged, he couldn't think of how to explain it.

Eedahn frowned. He didn't know where he lived? Had he gotten lost or did he just not have a home? Chewing on the inside of her cheek she debated. He would probably slow her down, but she couldn't leave him to die out here. He didn't appear to have any weapons or means of keeping warm besides that ridiculous, furless coat; he would surely die in a matter of days.

"Daay-fid litkenan le Eedahn preka?" she offered, drawing a line with her finger from the figure that represented Daay-fid to the hut before looking up at him. It was all she could think of. He would be an extra mouth for her tribe to feed, but she couldn't in good conscience leave someone out here to die.

David watches as she draws a bit more. He began to figure out what she wanted: She was asking if he wanted to go crash at her place.
David nods and says "Yes, yes". Sure, they might be cannibals, but he figures that he's still more likely to survive with her than otherwise. He's already alive because of her.

Eedahn nodded in approval. At least he had some sense of survival. Regardless, she sat and pointed out to the mouth of the ice cave.

"Nisha mera ejo," she informed him. She wiggled her fingers while bringing her hands in a downward motion to try to symbolize snow. Pursing her lips, she shook her head and drew in the ice a circle with lines coming from it. A small child's representation of the sun. "Mera ejo," she said again, pointing to it.

Once she'd gotten her point across, Eedahn laid down on the ice, seeming to retreat further back into her thick coat. Looking up at him, she waved him over and patted the ice in front of her. It was, after all, better to cuddle together for warmth than to stay separate and risk the cold creeping through their outer layers.

David looked at her as she drew a picture of the sun in the ice. Something gives him a feeling that there's a touch of irony to that.
He thinks he's figured it out, she wants to wait until sunrise. She then waves him over...to cuddle for warmth? He walks over to her, and sits next to her. He was slightly cold (though his 'furless suit' was actually surprisingly warm) and he appreciated the offer to share body heat. He didn't want to die.

Eedahn nodded in approval as Daay-fid laid down. With a quiet grunt she wrapped her arm around his ribs and pulled him closer, taking the position of big spoon again. After all, she seemed to be the only one of the two of them to know what she was doing. With a sigh sending warm breath across the back of his neck, she snuggled her face into his shoulder and peered out at the snow. She just hoped that it would let up by morning, otherwise it might be another day or two before they could make it home.

Eadahn wrapped her arms around him. They were both wearing thick enough coats, but still David felt her breasts pushing against his back. He was rather surprised that they were so big, since he couldn't tell at all under that thick fur coat.
He starts to close his eyes, and starts to fall asleep.
When they wake up, they'll notice that the storm has become slightly more tame, but unfortunately, it still isn't quite safe enough to travel just yet.

Eedahn kept a tight hold on her new companion throughout the night, being exceptionally strong for her height and gender, at least by Daay-fid's standards. When she awoke she looked outside and scowled at the snow. Standing, she walked to the entrance of the ice cave and looked out. Looking back, she motioned for Daay-fid to stay there before walking out into the snow.

Five or ten minutes later she came back, crystals of snow sticking to her hair and eyelashes as well as the fur of her coat. Eedahn shook her head, indicating that it wasn't safe. They would have to wait longer. Sitting with her back against one of the walls of ice, she rummaged in a satchel slung over her shoulders and found what she was looking for. Taking a strip herself, she held out an unidentified dried meat to Daay-fid. They needed to eat at least a little if they were to survive.

David awoke, and realized he was still in the cave. He was in disbelief: he had assumed the whole thing to be a dream. But it seems that it wasn't.
He gets up and was about to follow the cavewoman, when she seems to instruct him to stop. He does so, and has a seat on a boulder in the cave.

He waits a while, and starts to get bored. That's when he remembers he brought a video game handheld with him. He reached into his pocket and...it wasn't there. It must have been the time machine accident. He tries to inspect what all he does have. It seems the only things he has are his crank-charged flashlight and one other thing.

Eedahn comes back with some food. David then draws something in the ground: a fire pit. Well, at least that's what it's supposed to be. It looks more like a triangle someone lit on fire. He flunked art class.

He points to the drawing, and then gets up, and stands back a little. He then pulls out a tiny, metal box. He lifts one finger on his free hand, for some reason. He then opens the box, and a tiny flame comes out. He seems to be carrying some sort of tiny box of fire.

David's goal in all of this is to get Eedahn to go get firewood. Or at least not have her worry while he gets firewood. Or understand why they both need to go get firewood.