"Oh, shit," Lisa huffed quietly as she stood next to Mitch, gazing at the vexillum, a flag-like banner, hanging on the wall in front of them and boldly displaying the emblem of the Roman Empire.
Mitch, still leaning close to her, whispered, "Told you it was going to be interesting." He then nodded at the guard behind the desk before them, acknowledging his salute.
"Good morning, Dr. Parus," he greeted in crisp Latin, then turned to Lisa, "Lady Parus, good day to you."
They weren't really that surprised to hear the Roman language coming from the guard; they almost expected it. What surprised them was that they actually understood what he said.
Mitch, taking a chance, cleared his throat and said, "Good morning," in Standard English. The guard bowed slightly and returned to his seat, obviously hearing Latin coming from him. Lisa simply nodded a greeting, not saying a word, and the two of them walked away and headed for the laboratory.
"He spoke pure Latin," whispered Lisa as they neared the lab doors, "He understood you?"
"Apparently, he heard Latin and not English," Mitch hissed back, "Maybe that's been arranged for us by this dimension, too."
The scientists entered the lab and took in their new surroundings.
All around the room, from the walls to the equipment, Mitch and Lisa saw what looked like a scene from a movie. The inner structure had the look of old architecture with its polished brass fixtures and marbled tiles and columns but, given the sights of modern computers and shiny floors and work tables, it was plainly new. It looked almost like a greeting room for Roman senators and statesmen to meet and discuss important matters of state. Off to the side, the test reactor sat waiting for more run-throughs, the controls and system fixtures gleaming in gold and bronze with the reactor sphere giving off a aura of shiny silver.
"Ah, Mitchum," came a voice from behind them; it was Darrin in almost the same outfit as Mitch was wearing, his shirt being off-white and more formal looking with the 'toga' fringed in red, "Lyssa; everything in order, I trust?" He, too, spoke in Latin.
"Uh, yes; as far as I know, everything's fine," Mitch answered carefully.
Another lab tech walked up to the trio and said, "Excuse me, Darius. We just got word that Senator Collico will be here around 3:00 this afternoon."
"Good; thank you, Makala," Darius turned back to Mitch, "Well, we can relax for a bit, three or so hours at least. In fact," he glanced at his watch, "it's about time for the meal break, anyway; we might as well go now." He turned to the rest of the science team, "Okay, everyone; that's meal break. Get something to eat and relax; we'll start up the reactor in about two hours."
The team members, dressed more or less the same as Mitch and Lisa, filed out of the lab chatting about this and that, with Darius throwing back, "You two coming?"
Mitch broke out of his stunned silence and answered, "Uh, no; we're fine. Just going to do some fine tuning for awhile."
Darius nodded and left the lab, leaving the two scientists alone and surrounded by what they could only describe as a dream.
Mitch looked at Lisa with a cocked eyebrow and said, "This is all screwed up."
"Not in this dimension, it isn't," she replied, taking in the lavish fixtures of their laboratory. After taking it all in, they both looked at each other and said at the same time, "Computer," and marched towards their work desk.
Mitch stood behind the chair as Lisa seated herself in front of the computer and typed in commands that would bring up their day's roster. Like the language they heard and apparently spoke, the text was written in Latin but Lisa and Mitch could read every word as easily as if it was in English.
"How is it we can understand this?" she asked, waving her hand at the screen, "I only know a few words in Latin."
Mitch rubbed his chin, "Well, the dimensions incorporate us into their worlds; maybe they adjust our hearing and speech, as well as our brains' language centers."
"That's convenient," she quipped, bringing up the proper computer data and idly noticing the keys of the keyboard were marked with Latin symbols here and there along with Roman numerals. "Okay, according to this we've successfully completed all of the major testing for the reactor. This last run is just for show, apparently; a senator is coming to see the results. He must be the one Darrin... Darius was talking about."
"Well, it's nice to know it actually works this time," Mitch remarked, glancing at the reactor with a smile, "Yeah, Michael said he'd be here in three hours... Damn, I mean Makala." He rubbed his forehead, "We're going to have major headaches before the day's out."
"Tell me about it." Lisa shrank the data down to the 'Tool Bar', then typed in a web browser. Once up, she looked up a general information site and typed in the 'Search' square, 'Earth History'.