ten_fwd_ooc | TEST DRIVE #3 - Alien Bazaar/Ten Forward

Option 001. Alien planet, marketplace: So you're new to this whole space travel thing. The ship is cool and all, but there are hundreds of alien worlds out there. You want to explore. To see what the universe REALLY looks like.

Well, here's your chance! Your first stop is this lovely indoor marketplace, which looks kind of like a mall. There are stalls one after the other as far as the eye can see, and they sell all kinds of things: food, clothes, trinkets, animals, fabrics, jewelry, perfumes, books, etc etc. Some things look human, easy to recognize; other things look very alien. There are two levels, and constant chatter as people hawk their wares and discuss prices.

Do you want to explore? Poke at the weird shops? Buy a gift for a new friend? Flirt with someone at the food court? Maybe you see a pickpocket, and must run to the aid of the victim. Maybe there's some other villainy afoot. After all, a crowded marketplace is a good place for villains to lurk, causing trouble. Whether you're a hero or just an unassuming traveler, there proves to be some adventure for you on this planet.

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Option 002. Aboard the Enterprise, Ten Forward: You have no idea what just happened. One minute you were home, and now you're on a spaceship, in the middle of a crowded room. It looks like a bar. There are people eating and drinking, some in uniform, others not. Some are clearly aliens.

You've managed to land in Ten Forward a long bar with barstools and a bartender, tables sprinkled throughout, and the far wall is nothing but windows out to space. It looks like a nice lounge, low conversation making the room hum.

Better ask some questions and find out where you are, or just tap the closest person on the shoulder and try to make friends. The bar is open.

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Henry chuckled at that. "Bees are small insects that live in hives. They fly around collecting pollen from flowers and use it to make honey. They have queens who are in charge but you have to be careful of their stings. They hurt but the bee dies. Ants have a similar structure as they also have queens. You should ask the computer some time. They don't have books here."

He nods at the explanation and writes it down. "So what was your previous state of evolution then?"

"Insects, yes..." He seems to think, weighing his words. "Indeed, our Queens rule our hives and are the mothers to us all."

Then comes the next question, and Todd gives the boy a slight smile. "That, I think, will have to be a tale for another time." For the boy to understand, it would be a long and complicated story for Todd to tell.

Henry wondered if that was the answer he was looking for. The Wraith were insects before evolving into human form. But he didn't press. Todd hadn't about the book so it was only fair and polite not to in return.

"Okay." He jotted a few more things down in the margin while he pondered his next question. "Does everyone have cool tattoos?"

"Most of us, yes," he answers with a brief nod. "Though not necessarily facial ones. They are signs of our rank, our heritage, and events we wish to put a mark to."

"What does yours mean? I like how it goes all around your eye."

"It shows my rank as a commander, and how long ago it was when I acquired this rank."

Henry notes that down. "Do you have any more tattoos?"

"Oh yes." Another slight smile. Perhaps a bit of pride? "They are quite numerous."

"What do they all mean? Can I see them?" He#s grinning now.

"No. Perhaps another day." He's not exactly feeling like disrobing in the middle of a bar. "And there are far too many for me to tell you what they all mean."

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"Okay then." He's a little disappointed but again, he's not going to push.

"Is there anything else Wraith have have that humans dont?" His eyes widen like he's thought of something. "Do you have different insides?!"

The boy is rather amusing, seeming so excited about that thought. "There are some differences," he admits, "but not as many as one might think."

"I wonder how your food get through your arm. It goes down our throat to the stomach. Yours must go along the arm somehow unless your stomach is somewhere else."

He's back to pondering this. "Unless you don't need food the same way we do."

He's a sharp one, this boy. Despite knowing little, he's coming to the correct conclusions. "We eat as you do when we are young. As adults we have other ways to gain sustenance, though we can still eat food."

Listening to the way that was said, Henry came up with another conclusion. "And I suppose you don't want to tell me those other ways, do you?"

He has already declined to answer that once, and he sticks with that. "Not today." There's no need to scare the child.

A small sigh from the boy. He's not used to not getting his answers. Back home, anything he asked for in terms of information, he got.

"Maybe we should meet up again another day and you could tell me then?"

Todd chuckles lowly. "Are you so curious?" He can tell that the boy is frustrated, but that doesn't mean he's going to answer.

"I'm curious about everything. Usually I ask my dad but he's not here. Do you have a reasoning for not telling me today or do you just want to save some topics for another day?"

Maybe Henry could convince him otherwise if he had a reason.

He does have a reason, but if he says that he does, then Henry will want to know what his reasoning is. And if he's truthful with his reasoning, it would be just like telling the whole thing.

So instead he replies with a question of his own. "Does it matter?"

"If you've got a reason. Maybe it's false. And then you could tell me." He's heard enough strange things about Rumplestiltskin that there isn't much that could weird him out here.

Again he chuckles. "I think not." While Henry might have seen plenty of things in his young life, at least from what Todd has understood, he still thinks that if the boy knew he was talking to someone who might theoretically want to make a snack out of him, he's be unnerved.

"I can handle a lot more than you think. If it's bad that doesn't matter. I learnt a lot of bad things from my dad this past year."

He's not about to go into what they are though. But killing and hurting were among them of course.

"I am sure you can. But one must be allowed to keep some secrets, no?" Though in his case it isn't a matter of just some secrets. He's got a ton of them.

Henry scowls but nods. He hates secrets. But they were marginally better than lies. "Fine."

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