Down the Rabbit-hole
Kagome is stomping off in a huff, in the direction of the well. Inuyasha follows close behind, calling after her "Kagome! Wait up, will ya? You're always running back to that stupid school to take some stupid exam you don't even wanna take! Are you listening to me?!? Get back here! I'm sorry, okay? Now will you stay?!"
Kagome whips around, glares pure death at him and screams, "Do you even know what you're sorry for?!?"
Inuyasha hangs back, sweat-drop forms over his head. "Uh..."
"Inuyasha, sit!" He crashes to the ground and Kagome hops down the well, glad about having the last word. And what a last word!
Voyager's Chief Engineer, B'Elanna Torres, is preparing to take a week off her regular duties for some well-earned solo planet leave. In her stead, Seven of Nine and Ensign Vorik are left in charge of Engineering--Good luck, kiddos!
B'Elanna steps onto the transporter pad, knapsack and bat'leth slung over her shoulder. At the controls, Seven looks at her curiously.
"Lieutenant, might I ask why you are taking that...weapon with you?"
"Just thought I could use the practice. Energize."
Seven waves her hand over the motion sensor controls, sending B'Elanna's atoms through the infinite depths of space.
What nobody on board knew, is that B'Elanna carried with her a precious jewel-shard, something her father had given her before he'd left, "for luck", he'd said. When the transporter beam reacts to it, it causes a dimensional rift, hurtling her across space and time until she lands with a soft thump at the bottom of a well.
She stands up, dusts herself off, and looks around. "Seven's aim can't be this bad. Something's wrong here." Her initial survey of her surroundings draw her attention to a ladder, propped curiously against the inside of the well. It was almost as though people climbed in and out of it quite regularly. Shrugging off its oddness in favor of its impeccable convenience, she climbs up into daylight.
Kagome appears on the transporter pad, arrow drawn and ready.
"You have to the count of three to let me go! One....two..."
Seven regards her with cool indifference, "You are not a prisoner here, I don't know how it happened but it was purely accidental."
"Three!" she cries, and lets fly the arrow. Seven catches it in mid-air, immediately before it would have struck her chest. She snaps it effortlessly in her hand and drops it to the ground. Just then, a security team came bursting through the door to drag their guest to the brig.