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TEST DRIVE #5 - Low Gravity Gymnasium and Ten Forward

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.
Rommie | Andromeda
Harper
The first thing that she could process was what had Harper done now. It could only be Harper that would do this. None of the other would have gone to quite the extreme of remodeling the observation deck this way.
Rommie blinked again. This wasn't her observation deck.
She folded her arms as she stood just inside the door, which had closed behind her, trying to communicate with herself. The response isn't immediate as she would like. Her priorities turn to locating her captain.
"Dylan?"
She tried again to communicate with herself. She made a face she found that there was no response. The android was cut off. And not pleased about it.
Dignified captain is dignified. Undignified mun is squealing with delight :-P
He'd know that voice anywhere. Even across the lounge.
That's what happens when a voice is there, at his side, ready to respond to any word, any command, for every waking moment more days than not for five years. When that voice is the one he's been longing to hear again since the moment he wound up here.
Her name had been the first thing he'd said when he arrived here, and he's not even thinking when he stands, pushing back his chair, staring around the bar for the familiar petite figure of his ship.
He grins when he sees her.
He doesn't run. He doesn't hug her, though after weeks of missing her he wants to.
Instead, he straightens his shirt and strides across the bar, tall, shoulders back, and stops a few paces from her, hands on his hips.
"Andromeda."
He almost manages to keep himself from smiling.
Almost.
She wouldn't shut up!
"Captain."
She is always glad to see him. "I no longer have any access to my systems. I seem to be cut off from myself." There is some concern in her voice. More than she'd like there to be but a considerable amount less than she was and still is feeling. Though Dylan stood before her and looking okay does a lot to ease that.
Clearly she wants to talk to her Captain! Smart girl.
There are a lot of things he needs to know from her, but the first one, she answers herself.
Of course Q wouldn't bring the rest of the ship, just the avatar. Still, just seeing her, he ... can't stop the smile. He could kiss her, just like he did last time he spoke to her, he's so glad to see her.
"Yeah." He reaches up one hand and scratches the back of his neck, wondering what the best way is to explain this. "That's not exactly a surprise."
He points to the window.
"Look at the stars."
Time travel. Rommie's always been able to work it out by calculating the positions of the stars.
His best girl.
"By my calculations we would be 2802 years in the past." She turned back to her Captain and looked at him curiously. He already knew that though. He knew more than her and she didn't like it. That she was certain was something to do with Harper's programming. When she found him there would be words. "Where are we?"
Forever and always <3
That's exactly what she says as she turns to look at him, her expression questioning, seeking answers. From him, her captain. The man she trusts, believes, obeys, above all others.
"On a ship called the USS Enterprise. What you worked out from the stars matches what I've been told. We're ..." His hands drop and his lips purse.
Of anyone, Rommie, who was with him during the time of the Commonwealth, or at least whose consciousness was, if not this android body, knows what the rest of it means to him.
She's High Guard, too, to the core, just like him.
"In some sort of divergent reality where there is and was no Commonwealth."
<3
Rommie blinked at Dylan. They'd lost everything. Again. She very nearly said it out loud but didn't. How many times did that need to happen. Once had been more than enough. She considered a number of scenarios. Many of them. All at once.
"No Commonwealth. Does this ship have AI that you've met?" She's asking because it would just be rude of her to walk up to the closest panel and find out things. Harper may have programmed her but she has a lot more etiquette than he does.
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So far, this time, that even his dream of reviving it, pulling it back out of the ashes and giving it substance, is beyond his reach.
He crosses his arms and shakes his head, once.
"No." He flashes a smile her way, fond and proud. "Nothing like you, anyway. It has a computer, but it's more like the Maru's."
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But then again there is Dylan there to distract her. Which was better than facing a prospect of being stuck with primitive technology. As lovely as the Maru was he wasn't exactly the greatest conversationalist for company. One of his override commands was 'shut up and do as you're told' which Rommie, as much as she respected Dylan would never expect from him.
"Would they let me talk with..." It somehow doesn't feel right to call the computer it. "What about our crew?"
Hope you don't mind a different AU Henry
Thankfully for Rommie, he was kind enough to walk over there instead of the alternative and gave her a smile.
"Looking for someone? Feeling lost?" He needed a third question for effect and a little magic gave him an interesting one. "You're not quite human, are you?"