Even more lost? {Open}

[Mia]

The fallen was stumped, but only for a moment. He knew exactly what this large circular machine needed, a new spark generator thing. Like those ones at the store with those scary machines on it. Luckily he'd had one cause he'd been trying to figure it out. Pulling it quickly from his tool bag, Trevor's dark eyes fell upon the strange short man. "I have just the thing to fix this, " he reassured the man, hoping it worked right away. People always seemed to doubt you if it didn't work right away. Carefully taking his hands and fixing up the plug, he tightened it in and smiled to himself.
Fixing things had been a good thing for him to know, considering he knew little else. At least he made that stuff people always asked for with the numbers. Strange, did they not get it as much as he did? Is that why they wanted it all the time? He shook the thought from his head and stood up, looking to the man again. 

"Go ahead, turn it on, " his calming voice said, the man shuffling over to a rather large switch and pushing it down. The lever clanked and there was a spark, two seconds later a bright beam became round in the circular machine. It was humming so loud Trevor started to cover his ears. It was starting to scare him, really bad. Then, it flashed brighter, then again. And again.

He was really freaked now. What was happening? Before he knew it, the white light consumed him and he felt his body fling forward, it was like someone had pushed him or even pulled him to it. Light headed and stomached feeling washed over him before his body slammed into the ground. He hit hard, and immediately he was severely panicked. He stood up quickly, eyes scanning his surroundings. The guys room was missing and replaced by a street with shops? What.. Where... He panted, trying to get his mind straight. A hand went through his shaggy deep brown hair, a panic stricken look over his strong features. What just happened?

[ParamountKeymaster]

Kendall's niche was helping people. That was how it had always been. From the very beginning of existence, Kendall had been the asset to his King, to his fellow angels, to mankind, to anyone who needed a hand. It would be easy to think that the Angel of Time, the lone angel trusted with control over the very fabric of every conceivable timeline, would lead a more adventurous, exciting, on-edge lifestyle. Such was not the case. Sure, Kendall could time travel, as he had done so numerous times to ensure the continued safety of the space-time continuum, but using his powers for self-pleasure were the least of his concerns. To him, making others happy and the simple acknowledgement of a job well done was his personal nirvana.

It would surprise no one that, given this information, Kendall had a habit of being in the right place at the right (or wrong, depending on the situation) time. Today was no exception, as the he had been sitting outside a cafe with a hot cup of tea when that blinding flash dropped the young man into the Plaza. His instincts kicked in fairly quickly, and after waiting for a moment to let the man compose himself, Kendall set his tea aside and approached him.

In his current state, Kendall appeared human, his white wings tucked away. He looked the newcomer over with concern, kneeling down next to him without getting too close for comfort. "Oh dear... A-Are you alright?"

[Mia]

Trevor hadn't really payed any attention to the surrounding places, just the fact he was no longer in the lab he had started in. What in the world had happened? Was he moved from there to another place? How could that have happened?! No, no. No way. But there was so much he didn't know about what could happen, so who knew.

Dark eyes fell on the man that approached him, swallowing hard and giving him a look over. He wanted to make sure he was normal, not that Trevor could tell the difference. "Umm, "he cleared his throat a moment then his soft, song like voice came again, "W- What just happened?"

Even though he had just cleared his throat, it still seemed a bit scratched and worried. His eyes reflected the same emotion, a hand moving to dust the dirt off of his blue jeans.

[ParamountKeymaster]

"I'm not sure what happened," Kendall replied, double-checking that the man was unharmed. "Something must have happened in your home world to transport you here. You're on Dimensional Island, a small world at the center of the multiverse." He added a chuckle for good measure. "Don't worry, this kind of thing happens a lot. Most people discover this world by accident."

Kendall couldn't put his finger on it, but something about this man's aura intrigued him. It seemed to repulse and attract him simultaneously; strange, dark, and yet oh so familiar.

Not that he was going to dwell on that now. He had just met the guy, for goodness sake.

"My name's Kendall, and if you need anything, anything at all, I'll do my best to help you out."