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TEST DRIVE MEME #4 - The Arboretum/Ten Forward
Option 01: Aboard the Enterprise, The Arboretum: In exploring the Enterprise, you end up on Deck 17, section 21 alpha: the arboretum. Instantly upon entering you can tell this room is different from all the others. For one thing, you're now standing on grass. It's no illusion, no simulation; it's real grass, leading up to a small pond in the center of the room. All around you grows a variety of plant life, trees and bushes and hanging plants, flowers and herbs and even what one might consider weeds. The arboretum is, for all intents and purposes, a botanic garden, used both recreationally for passengers to relax and enjoy, and scientifically for research and study. After all, the scope of alien plant life is impressive, from the Cyprion cacti down to the Earth variety roses.
The room is well lit and large, with benches to rest on and small walking paths. Children are grouped off in one corner working on botany projects, while some passengers are seen kneeling in the dirt carefully tending to their garden patches. There are even windows along one wall, allowing for a view of space while the room itself gives the illusion of daylight. It's the perfect spot to relax, read a book, or grab a spare spade and dig in the dirt. Or perhaps you've been looking for the right moment to say hello to the passenger standing off by the venus flytraps.
Option 02: Aboard the Enterprise, Ten Forward: Or maybe not. You've just arrived, and you have no idea what just happened. One minute you were somewhere else, and now you're in what looks like a spacious, well-appointed bar. The hum of the crowd is inviting, and the drinks look invigorating. There are people eating and drinking, some in uniform, others not. Some are clearly aliens.
Try to find out why you're here, or catch a drink at the bar; there's always something happening here.
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Her face remains placid, aside from a flash in her eyes and a thinning of her lips.
"I suspected."
She'd just come to terms with the fact that she would return to the Alpha Quadrant someday, and she knew she would be faced with fear and anger when she did. But she hadn't expected it so soon, and she'd thought she'd have at least Captain Janeway and the Doctor at her back.
"I would return to my own ship, but it is halfway across the galaxy."
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"This isn't your first time on a Starfleet vessel."
No, and she doesn't just mean the Collective. The outfit this Borg is wearing is not usual for her kind, but it is for Starfleet officers. She would sooner believe the Collective had assimilated the Voyager than entertain the possibility that a Borg is now a member of Starfleet, but that's not what she's reading from her.
"Would you? You wouldn't rather capture this one?"
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Seven visibly bristles at the implications--the easiest and first emotion she regained has been anger, and she is tired of people assuming she's another drone, when she isn't any longer.
"I was separated from the Collective by the crew of Voyager nine months ago. I am an individual, and part of the Voyager crew."
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"Really?"
It's compelling evidence. Despite Guinan's misgivings, she can't deny the facts slowly backing up her story; and the anger, that in itself tells Guinan that she isn't lying.
Her eyes narrow just slightly.
"What's your name?"
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"Seven of Nine."
It's no longer a Borg designation, she's laid claim to it as her name, more comfortable with it than her childhood one.
"Seven is sufficient. It is what the crew generally calls me."