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.

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[pronounsarehard]

Ezri bit her lower lip in slight anxiety. She knew Julian. Very well in fact, two life times will do that. And he was thinking. A thinking Julian was a dangerous Julian. Especially to one Ezri Dax who really wasn't supposed to let him know she was Dax.

This time travel stuff sucked.

"Worf too huh? Great." Just great. Could this get any better? Maybe she should just suck herself out the airlock now and save Temporal Investigations some trouble. Why'd it have to be Worf? The Chief she could handle, she hadn't slept with him. Or married him. How was she supposed to disguise the fact that she knew him so well?

"Think maybe I could just hide till Captain Picard sorts this all out?" She let out a sigh, and had to stop herself from reaching for his hand.

[asklepian]

"It would be rather lonely if you tried," Julian said, not at all hesitating to complete the aborted motion--he was rather free with physical affection, and it didn't bother him in the slightest.

Further doubts began to crowd his mind--why, too, would Worf be such a source of discomfort? Perhaps they simply didn't get along...

"It'll all get sorted out in the end. And if we're lucky, Q will be so kind as to make it all seem like some kind of dream, and we'll have nothing to say to Temporal Investigations at all."

[pronounsarehard]

Who could get lonely with 8 other selves? Probably normal people who didn't have to worry about mistakenly ordering gagh or blood wine instead of a nice salad or souffle. People who didn't know what it was like to die in a shuttle explosion. Or kill people. Oh dear, was that peppermint tea coming up the wrong way again?

Ezri heaved a little, gagging and looking green at the thought. Nothing like Joran and Torias to really bring out the nausea.

"I think I might have to take you up on that anti-emetic. Think I could get you to escort a girl to sickbay before I vomit all over the floor?I can't believe I'm space sick. I'm a space sick starfleet officer." It was pretty pathetic.

[asklepian]

"Remind me to introduce you to Lieutenant Barclay," Julian jokes, pushing his chair away from the table, offering his arm. You were the one who phrased it as an escort, Ezri.

"Come on, you look like you're about to pop." And Julian really didn't want to have to clean it up--he wouldn't put it past Guinan.

[pronounsarehard]

At least there wasn't actually in a shuttle. Ezri was sure the sight of Dax throwing up all over the pilots console was the highlight of Benjamin's day. Probably Jake's too.

Giving Julian a green smile, she took his arm, and motioned for him to lead the way. "Lieutenant Barclay?"

[asklepian]

"He's a bit of a hypochondriac. Very nice, but nervous man. At any rate, we can't all be model officers with stomachs of steel all the time." Hopefully the turbolifts wouldn't be the last straw. It wasn't a particularly long ride from Ten Forward to Sickbay, but...

"Are the turbolifts going to be alright, or should I call for a medical transport?" Julian asks good-naturedly, teasing a bit.

[pronounsarehard]

Ezri gave a laugh at her own expense, hoping the self depricating laughter would qwell the nausea a little. "Don't joke. I threw up all over the pilot's console once. In front of Captain Sisko." It just wouldn't do to call him Benjamin. That was a dead giveaway.

"That was fun. And it sounds like this Mr. Barclay could use a good counselor. Probably one that doesn't get space sick though. Although I'm sure we could bond over our mutual failings."

[asklepian]

"I've done loads of embarrassing things in front of Captain Sisko, honestly," Julian says soothingly. If points were being awarded for being a twit in front of one's commanding officer, Julian would surely take home some kind of prize between the Captain and Kira--who may not have been Starfleet, but as second in command, still held rank over him and therefore counted.

"There's no failing involved. As I said, we all have our off days." He guided them into the turbolift, and turned his head up slightly to address the computer. "Sickbay. Please," he adds, shooting an amused look at Ezri.