I've Got To Keep Control
Having passed through the airlock into the station, Storvik sought out a security officer. It would be necessary to check in to the station, to arrange for accomodations, and to eventually signal the USS Murgatroid to apprise them of his location. As random chance would have it (actually, the more senior officers of the station were attending a meeting), Storvik encountered the same security officer who had checked him into Starbase 668 twice before. "Greetings, Commander - no, Captain - Storvik," said the officer, glancing at the Vulcan's rank insignia. "Welcome back to our fair station, which you've never been to before."
Storvik raised an eyebrow. "I have been here before."
Evil Storvik stepped forward and agreed, "I have indeed been here before."
The security officer nearly jumped out of his boots to see two Storviks standing before him. "This just gets weirder and weirder," he thought to himself. "Aren't Vulcans supposed to … make sense?" He picked up his PADD to check them in, and noticed that they had arrived on a runabout. Conversationally, he asked Storvik, "Ummm, why aren't you on the Murgatroid?"
Storvik grasped his own PADD, which had been attached to his hip, and checked the current time. "Actually," he responded, "I still am on the Murgatroid. I cannot contact them to tell them where I am until after I have left."
"Ooooooookay," said the security officer. "I see you have two other people with you. Are they Storvik as well?"
"There is my wife, and my child," said Storvik, indicating T'Vit and
T'Sorvik.
"I remember your wife," said the security officer, glad to be back on sane ground. "I didn't know that you two had a daughter."
"They do not," injected
Evil Storvik. "He had a daughter with me."
"Riiiiight. You're in room 1E617. Find it yourself, I'm going on break."