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TEST DRIVE #6 - The Bridge 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 Enterprise's 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. The Bridge: Well, aren't you a lucky duck? You've found yourself in hallowed quarters. Wherever you were before, you're not there anymore. Now you're in a room that could be some kind of command center or control room; there's a captain's chair flanked by seats for his chief officers, computer panels and stations at each interior wall, and before you a broad viewscreen that shows the wide expanse of space rushing towards you. Have you ever wanted to be a starship captain for a day? Well, here's your chance. Feel free to roam around, but try not to touch anything shiny.

[OOC: The Bridge isn't usually available for in-game posts, so if you've ever wanted to play there, here's your chance!]

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"Well this certainly wasn't my intended destination..." There was an arched eyebrow, a cocked head. An up-tilting of lips, tugging into an amused little smirk. It wasn't her destination, that was true; the pristine setting was far brighter, sharper, with an important bustle to the movement of the cheerfully colored uniforms that occupied the large space. Uniforms that were different from those she'd seen before, like nothing the Alliance had to offer. Uniforms different, but similar in their coloring, and structure, to uniforms from another place, another side. The other side, really. The mirror that she was so fond of- and that she was so often thwarted by. So it wasn't her planned destination, where she'd meant to end up- but it wasn't exactly unwelcome either. Just- a surprise.

A little chuckle- a giggle, almost- escaped. She stepped forward, her movement smooth, practiced, as carefully designed to catch the eye as it was natural and instinctive, and one hand reached out. Fingers skimmed down along the curved railing as she followed the line of it, her sweeping gaze taking in the full sight of the place. It was a bridge, surely of a Federation ship, judging by the crew, and it was a lovely bridge. So much in fact that;

"But I think I'll take it nonetheless."

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And, at that moment in time, the doors to the Turbolift hiss open, admitting a young-looking Starfleet officer to the bridge. He's dressed in Operations gold, holding a PADD in his right hand as he steps off the Turbolift.

He has the spots of a Trill, faded slightly, as though the genetics were diluted slightly, and he looks up, frowning slightly, showing the pitch black eyes of a Betazoid, betraying the other half of his genetic makeup. On his collar are two golden pips and one black; the rank of Lieutenant Commander.

His eyes find the Indendant, and his frown deepens as he steps forward. "Excuse me, ma'am... Can I help you?"

She turns lightly, at the hiss of the doors, eyes roaming easily down the form of the entering man. She takes but a moment to evaluate him, his presence, his threat, his demeanor- and then a moment longer to enjoy the sight. It is a rather lovely sight, if not quite as lovely as the bridge she'd found herself on. But then, with the majesty of the scenery, it might be easy to be just a little lost in it. Her lips curve a little more upward at his question, and she leans back just a bit, against that lovely railing.

"Oh you just might, at that. I don't suppose you'd like to tell me where I am?"

Terzen takes a moment to look the woman over. Bajoran, obviously, but not dressed how they are in any of the Federation records. What's Q up to this time.

"Of course. This is the Federation Starship USS Enterprise. I'm afraid you've been brought here by a being known as Q."

He can sense her attraction; being half-betazoid allows him that much... But he can't tell if she's attracted by him or the ship itself. Perhaps both?

"If I could ask you to come with me? The bridge is restricted access, by the Captain's orders."

Attraction for him, the ship, the thrill of - the Enterprise. Her eyes widen, delight flashing through her, and there's a bright, cheerful laugh at the name. Glee, thrilling through her, because what luck! Not only has she somehow found herself on the other side, but on the Enterprise! It's a moment to savor, a moment to remember, and she certainly plans to for some time. Her grin is wide, now, happy, enough so that she decides to play along for the moment. Get a tour of her new ship. What will be her new ship, at some point, she's sure. Maybe not immediately, but. In time.

"You can certainly ask. I might even accept. That depends on exactly where we'd be going. I've never been on the Enterprise before!"

"Not many Bajorans have, unfortunately." Terzen remarks, respectfully, but his frown deepens a bit more at the emotions flashing out from Kira. They're not... normal. The glee and delight seems... off, but he can't put his finger on it.

"Guests brought here by Q are quarantined to Deck 10 and surrounding areas until Sickbay can run a few standardised tests. Once done, you'll have access to the entire ship, barring any restricted areas."

He gives the rundown speech expertly, professionally.

"Unfortunately, the Bridge is one of these areas."

Julian had been intending to simply speak to Captain Picard about the further complications that had arisen in their own little cluster of crewmembers. He felt that the Captain should know that he had a potential temporal paradox waiting to happen, and since he was Starfleet, he could request access to the bridge--through proper channels of course.

So he's there as the Kira from the other side appears, in a flash of light, and he almost immediately steps backwards.

"Oh bloody hell!"

It doesn't take a second glance to know that this isn't her Julian. Not that, necessarily, she would call him hers. He had been fun to antagonize, of course, a spot of entertainment through her treatment at his hands, and he would make a fun toy in the future, when she could get her hands on him. 'When,' not 'if,' because she would pay him back in kind for his attentions during her stay with the rebels.

But this- this isn't that Julian. Not with that uniform, that sharp look to him, the backstep and curse. Oh no, this is something far more entertaining. Especially considering what he owes her.

"Well look what we have here. Julian, it's been so long since we last met. What a pleasant surprise."

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"I wasn't aware we were on a first-name basis," he shoots back, squaring his shoulders, facing her directly. He's a long way from the afraid and mostly alone young man he had been the last time they met, and he refuses to be intimidated, even if the last thing she'd tried to do to him was have him tortured and executed on the Promenade alongside that universe's Chief O'Brien.

Right now, she was the outsider, not him. He had all the advantages, the only thing she could do to him was try to play her mind games. The only threat she posed to him was with a phaser.

He wasn't about to allow himself to be toyed with again.

"We weren't, but I make it a rule to never forget the name of someone in my debt," she answered easily, her tone confident, indulgent. Her eyes bright, with a look that spoke of wickedness and remembrance. "The terms that we parted on? What you took with you when you left my station? Now how could I forget that?"

Her tinkerer. Her Benjamin. Her self. Losses that had led to an eventual rebellion, losses that had led to far too many other losses. Oh no, Kira Nerys' little friend had cost her dearly. Too dearly. And now- here he was! Gift wrapped for her, practically, on a beautiful ship on the other side that she had already decided to take for her own, in time.

"Shouldn't this reunion be cause for celebration?"

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Ezri had been trying to talk to the Captain again. It was a delicate situation, Q had messed with the timeline, she has here in Curzon's time and Jadzia was walking around. And she almost broke Julian. The only saving grace was rooming with Quark, who at least knew who she was, even if he wasn't ready to part with those 10 strips of latinum.

But then Kira appeared. Or rather the other Kira. She'd never had the privilege to meet her but she ---okay, Jadzia, there goes those pronouns again, had been at the staff meetings. It was odd to think that there was another her out there. What was she like?

"Um, I think the Captain might have something to say about that." It was better than 'you and what army'. Every time someone said that someone showed up with an army. And she was pretty sure the Intendant's army was really, really scary.

"I'm sure the captain might." The words were delivered with a a little smirk, her tone easy, confident, playful. She didn't turn to face the speaker until after she let them go, and there was a spark of devious mischief in the gaze that pinned the other woman that matched the tone perfectly. A rather attractive Trill, then. Not surprising, the Terrans did seem to cling to some of the same allies, both on this side and on her own. The young woman's words didn't phase her, didn't intimidate her, her answer continuing on as she pinned her gaze to the woman,

"But that won't stop me. I have a habit of getting what I like, no matter who or what stands in my way. And I think I'd like this ship."

Because the things a ship like this could do- just a glance around the bridge was enough to grant all kinds of opportunities. If she could get it back home...

Well, it, and-

"I might also like the daring, beautiful officer standing before me. The one brave enough to try and stand up for her ship?"

Suddenly Ezri wasn't sure who scared her the most--being in the same room with Jadzia Dax or the Intendant.

"Oh, you know what. It's actually not my ship. I'm not even supposed to be here. And actually, neither are you." Although Dax would take great pleasure in watching Worf escort this woman -- who was not Nerys-- off the Enterprise's bridge. It was kind of fascinating from a psychological standpoint though. Given the right situation, the right upbringing, could this be Nerys? Okay, not now Ezri,focus on the scary Intendant, you can think about talking to Kira about her possible narcissistic tendencies later.

"Why don't I show you around? Ten Forward is great this time of day." As is the brig.

Don't be frightened. So long as she kept the Intendant entertained, Nerys would have every reason to keep her around. Especially given how cute she looked in that moment, as she seemed to suddenly backtrack just a little. It was enough to make her laugh, the sound clear and amused, giving a sparkle to her gaze.

"You're right; I'm not supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be on Bajor. But this- this is so much better than Bajor." She could bring this back to Bajor with her, a new jewel in her crown, the rightful return of the Bajoran Sector's Intendant. She would bring this ship back with her, and then whatever lies Garak may have whimpered into the Regent's ears would fall flat in the face of her victory. And until that happened? This was certainly better than hiding on her homeworld. The things she could learn here, on the other side...

"So what about you, my dear thing? I know where I'm supposed to be. Where are you supposed to be, if not here?"

And where, exactly, was here? She would need to learn the name of her new ship, before she claimed and rechristened it as her own. Eventually, she would learn it.

"I don't think you can just say that."

The voice comes from Kira's right side. A man, human-looking... And you could have sworn that he wasn't there a second ago.

"I think a lot of people would have something to say if you tried to take this ship."

"Oh?" A single syllbal, but one that, combined with her arched eyebrow, amused smile, and teasing tone, says more than enough. It's a look and smile that's turned to the man who most certainly had not been there before. She doesn't jump, not when she's only just appeared herself, in a rather unexpected way. Although that's something on her list to find out about. How exactly she got here.

But after. It's a question that can wait, for the moment, because she has an audience. One she's not quite certain of. He's not necessarily opposing her, which is good for his sake. And easier for her.

"Resistance is to be expected. Saddening, of course, but to be expected. If I'm where I think I am, then the Terrans here have a lot to learn about their proper place in the order of things."

"Resistance is to be expected," The man comments, in a tone that is fully agreeing with Kira's statement. "However, there are hundreds of people that call this vessel home. I've noticed that people tend to get a bit protective over places they call home."

Is that a condescending tone? Surely not. Orlin's tone is as neutral as ever, yet there seems to be an air of "holier-than-thou" smugness to his all-around demeanour.

"Besides, there are higher forces at work, and I doubt they'll let you interfere with their fun."

The doors swooshed open and Andros stepped onto the bridge, fully intending on apologizing on behalf of his team for completely and utterly lying to the entire Enterprise crew. But, well, this wasn't normal. The woman in front of him wasn't Astronema, Divatox or any of the others but she was made from the same mold. Including the clothing. Karone might have liked it--Andros made a mental note to talk to Karone about her choice in clothing. He liked the one piece jumpsuit he had given her. The one that looked kind of like a poorly fitting sack.

And now it looked like Andros was going to have to apologize for probably wrecking Captain Picard's bridge.

"I really don't think so."

The sound of the doors was enough to catch her attention, causing her to turn lightly to face the man entering. Well- 'man,' was a term she used loosely. He was young, more a boy almost, save for the set in his eyes, the look on his face. And oh, that tone in his voice. She laughed, in response, the sound bright as her head tilted back with it, just a little, her arms moving behind her slightly to support herself against the railing as she leaned back. Then her eyes were pinned to him, taking him in once more, her gaze roaming quickly.

Maybe less 'boy' than she might have initially thought. And entertaining, with a tone like that. She liked entertaining Terrans. She tended to let them live longer.

"You don't? I can't imagine why not. I've only just arrived, and I can already see that it's a lovely ship. She would make a beautiful prize, the pride of any fleet. Tell me, what's her name?"

Andros was wearing his ship's uniform, and while he wasn't as muscular as, say, TJ, he did wear it well.

"Why should I tell you? You're doing a great job of playing make believe all by yourself. I wouldn't want to ruin your fun." The ranger quipped back.

Andros side stepped, placing himself at an angle to the woman. And the woman, well, he knew that look. That was the look Ashley gave him when they first met. It was a little uncomfortable. He wasn't quite sure how to deal with it then and he still wasn't sure how to deal with it now.

"How generous of you," she smirked in return. Oh yes, he was amusing. She just might keep him. Take him back to the other side with her, when she returned with this prize. "But I much prefer to relish in reality, not fantasy. It makes it much more fun when I make it come true."

She kept her gaze pinned to him, watched as he shifted. Turning where she leaned against the railing ever so slightly, to remain facing him. He was bold. And amusing or not, she would keep an eye on him.

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What a time to take a tour of the Bridge. Ziyal was being escorted by a Human crewmember in Security gold--she didn't mind, she was a civilian here, and she was fairly sure they wouldn't know how else to treat her, considering that her father was Gul Dukat and she herself was obviously part Cardassian--the relations between Cardassia and the Federation still weren't exactly good.

That was a face she hadn't expected to see--she looked different somehow, between the makeup and the headband and the uniform that was absolutely nothing like anything she'd ever seen Nerys wear.

"Nerys...?"

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'Nerys.' A name that only a very select few addressed the Intendant by, and there were certainly none of that circle here, on the other side of the mirror. Which could mean only one thing. There was someone here who knew Kira Nerys, and knew her well, if she had to guess, because she couldn't quite imagine her other being too free with her own name.

She turned, a cheery smile on her lips, a bright air about her, to evaluate the source of that call- and then her eyes widened at the face that greeted her. A young woman, beautiful, and- her features! Half Cardassian and half Bajoran? Ooooo, now this could be interesting, given the history of this side's Bajor. That Nerys hadn't mentioned this young woman; which was a shame, given how lovely she was.

Now the real question was... how to greet Nerys' beautiful, young friend. She would start out simple.

"Yes?"

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It was her. But somehow different--she may have been somewhat sheltered, but she could tell. Body language is one thing she's learned how to read fairly well, and the tone is different as well.

Finally, Nerys would've said her name in response, she was sure.

She'd never heard of Nerys' accident, being sent to the other side. She didn't even know that the mirror world existed. She certainly didn't know what to make of this woman who looked like her dearest friend.

"It...it is you," she says blankly, simply unable to think of anything else. Because it was, and yet it wasn't at the same time. Prophets, it was strange.

"It is." Simple, again, with that bright grin focused on the other woman. It was clear, through her hesitating words, the look in her eyes, that she knew something was different, something was- off. Not that she would expected any less of one of Nerys' close friends, her other self was intelligent. Shrewd in her choices- in some ways. So she chuckled, tilting her body just slightly, to display her elegant profile to the girl, and continued;

"And it's not."

There was a light laugh, almost a giggle, and she straightened.

"I am Kira Nerys. Just perhaps not the Kira Nerys you're familiar with."

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TEST DRIVE #6 - The Bridge and Ten Forward

Intendant Kira Nerys | Star Trek: Deep Space Nine | Option 02

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Have a power ranger :)

He's cute. Can she keep him?

She can share with Ashley. I'm sure that would go over well :D

It's okay, she'll just claim Ashley for her own too. ;D

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