Remains of the Sabbath [OPEN]

This island was completely abandoned. As Jeff realized it he thought up plans. A command center for himself could be built up here. Perhaps later on other Narrikians would show up and be heroes to this planet.  Until such a day he and his brother were on there on. The trip had been a one way one as his ship had exploded after ejecting him. So all he had was his morpher, the clothes on his back and the assistance of his brother. Well not the last part as Jeff had dropped him off at an orphanage.  Jeff looked around the island. This would be the perfect place to practice his powerful attacks. After all if he was going to use the N-Force Red Morpher he needed the training. The island seemed desolate which was also good for him as he did not need to worry about any inhabitants hopefully.  Walking along he would accidentally bump into Haruto.  "Sorry." 

"Looking for a place to set up camp so to speak. As for who I am, Jeff Solaris. I will tell you this much. I am not human." 

Jeff noticed himself readying something. Feeling the urge to be prepared he pulled off his gloves and stuffed them in his pocket, preparing to swipe one hand over his N-Force Red Morpher if need be.  "So as far as you can tell this island is completely deserted am I right?"  Jeff would not engage the guy in combat unless he attacked first. True he could likely win even without the ranger form or so Jeff believed. On this world though there was an overpopulation of individuals with fancy powers. Caution was merited. 

"Wait. There is some reason why I should not set up camp here on this island?" 

Jeff considered the words of the man.  For some reason he just could not believe the man fully yet. Jeff did not know the man.  For all he knew the man could hate Narrikians and be armed to kill them with that strange ring.  Jeff then sighed.  Where could he set up a base of operations?  Jeff pondered this. His blood was boiling. It may be wrong, but  he wanted to morph right now in case of a problem. Yet he restrained himself. 

"What would the reason be?" 

"So this is a place of death then?" 

This could be understood by Jeff.  Places where people died...even those that could defend themselves were left untouched on Setus Prime except to bury the corpses.  Jeff looked at Hotaru. "So what is your name?"  Places of death were also not where he would want to build a forward command center.  Jeff looked at him for a moment and sighed. It seemed if he wanted to do anything he may have to show the person how different from humans he actually was. 

The man was ordering him around. For now Jeff would have to play by the rules it seemed. Narrikians were people of honor and would not attack when a person had their back aimed in the direction of their possible enemy. Jeff was also strict on himself about the honor code of the Narrikians. Jeff walked to where he kept a hover cycle he had built out of several motorcycles in a junkyard. It was not as advanced as anything Narrikian, but it had served him well to get here.  Jeff climbed on board and drove off on the Hover Cycle. Apparently he was not welcome on this island.  With that he would make his exit. 

-Exit thread- 

Cécile got up and rubbed her head. She was...really, really lost. She tried to remember how she'd even gotten here. "Did I drink too much, Cybil?" she asked her partner. She didn't expect to feel any stirring. Her partner only filled her head with images in real emergencies. But...Sometimes she felt like the dinosaur was looking after her. And it comforted her to talk to her when she was confused even if she couldn't hear her or respond.

Cécile was groggy and disoriented but she was there enough to notice another person. "Hey!" she yelled, waving her arms and running up to him, making sure she had his attention. "Do you know where I am?"