TEST DRIVE #5 - Low Gravity Gymnasium and Ten Forward

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Option 01. Ten Forward: The first thing you see is a bar. A large, lively bar filled with many different faces and many different smells, sights and sounds. This is Ten Forward, the Enterprises' off-duty lounge; feel free to get acquainted with your fellow travelers and try to find somebody who's in charge: this is your new home now, after all...



Option 02. Aboard the Enterprise, The Low-Gravity Gymnasium: The gym is a large room with several alcove-like sections housing the aerobics and martial arts areas, a parrises squares area, an anbo-jyutsu court, and a separate fencing room. While there is normally a zero-gravity area as well, today all of the gym is in zero-gravity conditions.

Zero-gravity can be, well, kind of weird, because it's not like a gradual loss of the pressure holding you to the floor--you may have taken the turbolifts, just expecting to take a leisurely run, or maybe work out with a treadmill to get in some cardio, but the minute you step into the gym you're floating, as is anything you might have been holding or bringing with you.

Do you freak out, start flailing and trying to swim through the air back to where you can escape? Do you make the best of it and tough it out to get your exercise in, or do you start having fun with the sudden game of weightlessness? Pick your personal scenario and have fun with all the other weightless people.

Comments

[pronounsarehard]

Ezri was likewise wearing her Starfleet uniform, black with grey shoulders and a blue science division undershirt and collar. It was similar in design to the others that peppered the area, but most crew members worse a different Starfleet uniform more becoming to the time period.

"You're probably right. But I can't do anything the easy way. Nothing easy for Ezri." She turned back to the replicator for a moment. "Chamomile tea." Maybe it would soothe her stomach. Or at least if she puked it up it'd just be liquid.

The Trill looked awkwardly at the other woman, adding. "I'm Ezri....Obviously." Smart. Really smart. No one would ever guess you had negotiated the Khitomer Accords.Or been the first non-Klingon allowed into the House of Martok. Curzon. Jadzia. Not her. Well, kind of her. Life was so confusing.

[neverenoughluck]

Nothing easy.

That sounds rather too much like someone she knows who likes to make a similar complaint, and that's bittersweet. Dylan's tone, though, is always different, usually weary and rueful, not self-effacing like this woman's.

"You're not feeling well?" Molly asks. "You need a doctor or something?"

She does look a little queasy. Then again, there have been times recently when Molly hasn't been either looking or feeling well.

Molly returns the smile, her own a little brighter, less hesitant than Ezri's.

"Molly. Nice to meet you."