TEST DRIVE #1 - Ten Forward

[tenforward_m]

You know how you were standing there, back in your home world, just minding your own business?

Time to forget all about that.

Instead of doing whatever the heck you were just doing, you're standing in the middle of this very stylish, sedate barroom. Happily, you're not alone there - in fact you're surrounded by people who seem to be as confused as you are...and some of them look a little, well unusual

Now would be a great time to do....well, something. Ask some questions of the person nearest you, throw a fit, stage a coup....maybe do a little exploring? No matter what you do, you're going to be here for a very long time.

For others might call it the USS Enterprise, but for the foreseeable future, you'll be calling it home.

[OOC: this test drive's open until the next app period.]

Comments

[abyssum_invocat]

"She's a telepath?" Sinthia asks. "I'm...like her. Only I can do more."

[tea_earlgrey_hot]

He arches an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

[abyssum_invocat]

She nods, and focuses on the teacup Picard has, laying her hands on her lap in plain view. Slowly, it starts to life itself up unsupported, and turns gracefully, handle spinning round and round as she lowers it back down, not having spilled a drop of the contents.

"I can teleport, and walk through solid things, but I don't want to. I don't know how thick the walls are and I don't want to get stuck."

[tea_earlgrey_hot]

Picard frowns deeply at the teacup.

"Hmm." It isn't exactly a sound of approval, but more one of curiosity. And annoyance that his tea has suddenly moved without his permission. "No, I wouldn't recommend it. If you're unfamiliar with the ship you could end up floating in space."

To his credit, he doesn't seem alarmed, or even surprised in the slightest. "You've had these gifts your entire young life?"

[abyssum_invocat]

"No," she answers, because if he says she's going to end up floating in space she's definitely not going to chance it. She lowers the teacup until it rests back in his hands gently.

"My father...put me in a machine that gave them to me. A year ago...for me." Much longer now.

[tea_earlgrey_hot]

He examines the delicate glass while she speaks. No strings, no tape, nothing out of the ordinary at all. Not that he really expected he would see anything of the sort, but caution is a captain's right-hand adviser.

Even if he rarely heeds its counsel.

"Is that so?" he says, glancing at the girl. "And was that what you wanted?"

[abyssum_invocat]

"No," she answers again, though somewhat more sullenly. "I told him I didn't want to go in there. I don't like machines."