TEST DRIVE #6 - The Bridge 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 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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jake peralta | brooklyn nine nine | the bridge

[9544]

So, somewhere in between replicating the dumbest - and rudest! - objects he could think of back in the lounge, hanging out and annoying the crap out of his roommate by asking as many space-related questions back in his room, and wandering the halls, one Brooklyn, New York cop of the 99th precinct has found himself on the Bridge.

Don't ask how he got there or what could have possessed him to just enter, but he does.

And it. Is. Awesome.

"H-hoh, man." Jake nearly flies into the captain's chair and settles in, and it's like all his childhood fantasies are suddenly coming to life. In real life. Oh, man, the only thing that would make this moment sweeter is if his team were here to witness him beating Amy Santiago to it.

And maybe Holt.

Yeah.

Excitedly: "Sweet!"

He leans forward, inspecting his armrests full of buttons. He should prooobably refrain from touching them, right? Either way ...

"Good day, Enterprise," he says to no one in particular, putting on a more Holt-like commandeering voice, "this is your Captain speaking." His tone changes to something bordering on maniacal. "Prepare to attack our enemy fleet. Oh, yeah."

[osirian_doctor]

Simon is not entirely sure how he happened to wind up accidentally finding his way to the bridge. No more is he sure why nobody seems to have noticed that he's there. It seems, however, that Simon is not the only person to have found himself here unexpectedly.

While Simon's instinct is to apologize and turn to leave, it seems that the other man -- clearly one of Q's abductees judging by his clothing -- has no such idea. He has chosen, instead, to seat himself in the large chair at the centre of the room that surely must belong to the captain, if Simon is any judge.

Of course, his experience of the functioning of spaceships beyond the Enterprise is limited to Serenity, but he does know how protective Mal is of his ship, and how jealously he sometimes guards the privilege of being on the bridge while the ship is flying.

"I'm, uh, fairly certain the captain wouldn't appreciate you doing that."

[9544]

There's a brief pause in Jake's dramatization of Independence Day when he looks over to where he'd heard someone interrupting him, which kinda jars him out of his groove. He lets his hands drop, which let it be known hadn't touched any of the weird and really tempting buttons, but instead had been pretending to control a large joystick for intergalactic gun-shooting at other not-currently-existing enemy spaceships.

"Wow, who brought in the Fun Police?"

Jake lets out a laugh at the end, partially in response to his own joke (yeah, he's still got it) and partially to encourage the other guy to do the same. You know, because it's funny and he's kind of hilarious.

He hops off the captain's perch and heads over, all casual not at all apologetic for playing Pretend Space like he's five.

This guy is obviously not the captain, judging by the slight hesitation in his voice and the way he talks about the captain, like he's a subordinate and not ... well, the man himself. There's also the different clothing. These Enterprise guys all have the same synthetic cloth pyjama-like uniform, which looks like it could go up in flame if someone pushed them a little close to a fireplace. At least they seem reasonably comfy.

(Why couldn't Holt have asked them all to don Star Trek uniforms instead of ties? Geez.)

"'Sup." Jake holds out a hand. "Jake Peralta."

*slides on in at last*

[makesbettermouth]

Amy had been intending on dropping something off at the evidence locker.

Emphasis on 'planned'.

This is not the station. This is not even REMOTELY CLOSE to being the station. But Jake is here! Which means he's probably at fault, right? "Jakewhatdidyoudo?!" it comes out as a long sentence.

i am so happy

[9544]

There's a fun little moment between Jake play-acting a starship commander with a badass accent (he tried German, French and finally lands on British-ish) and an incredibly compelling backstory and reverting back to himself when he recognizes Amy's voice panicking somewhere behind him.

He shifts in his chair with his usual Peralta-trademark grin, eyes lit up for no other reason (REALLY) than seeing Amy Santiago on a goddamn spaceship, therefore providing him with the greatest opportunity ever in life to mess with her. It's practically handed to him on a silver platter, complete with olives and caviar and one of those tiny little spreading knives fancy people who own yachts tend to have.

This is, in other words, the best day ever.

"Heh-heeeey Amy, welcome to my ship. You may call me Captain Peralta, I am commander of this here spacecraft and yes, the space-blasters are very real."

Maybe. Probably.

Amy would say she's not but I'm loving it

[makesbettermouth]

Any melty sensations Amy might be feeling right now (SHE'S TOTALLY NOT FEELING METLTY OKAY, IT'S THE HEAT OF THE SPACESHIP OR SOMETHING)'s getting negated by the fact that she might be drugged, or having a hallucination or something worse.

"Jake, we're in a replica of the Enterprise's control room. A room that wasn't here before. WHY ARE YOU NOT FREAKING OUT?"

This is cool, but she's going to fight against the cool until she's sure she's not having a break with reality or something.

[9544]

Jake raises his eyebrows, then settles his face into one of utmost seriousness. Or whatever passes for seriousness when it comes to Peralta, which actually can be pretty Holt-esque if he puts his mind to it. That, and when there's a real mean bad guy to take care of.

Jake may be a goof, but he takes his job seriously.






Most of the time.

"Okay, I see we're gonna have to get some important questions out of the way first, stuff that will clear everything up for the both of us."

He considers rising from his seat but it's just too much fun sitting in Picard's chair. He waves Amy over.

"First question ... how did you know this was the Enterprise?" Jake's solemn expression breaks into amusement. And delight. "Wow. Nerdy factoid number two-hundred and twenty-seven: Amy Santiago is a Trekkie."

[makesbettermouth]

If Amy could blush, she'd totally be blushing right now. But she's too busy being mad and confused to go there. "Star Trek is a cultural treasure! It is NOT geeky to like it!" she blurts out. She had a cat named Tribble. Nobody must know this.

Cue her going to the co-captain's chair because it's bad enough he's outranking her and she is overthinking this SO much.

She glowers down at him, then. "Is it against Starfleet regulations if I strangle you?"

[9544]

"Pfffft, uh, y e a h, obviously. Don't you like, own the handbook or something? I'm still captain."

Captain. Man, that sounds good.

Of course he would never want to be in Holt's shoes, not at this stage in his life, but being captain of a Starfleet ship and a bunch of cool dudes in polyester pyjamas is a total other story. He could totally commandeer this situation.

[makesbettermouth]

Cue the poutiest pout ever. "You win this one, socially significant sci-fi tv."

She glares. "Why don't I get to be co-captain?" She WANTS to be co-captain.

[9544]

"I dunno, because I got here first and it's the Rule of Dibs that got me higher rank than you? You ... can be my right-hand woman though," he offers. "Y'know, since Boyle's not here."

:D?

:DD?

[makesbettermouth]

This face forever.

"You couldn't run a car, Jake. You touching the ENTERPRISE might make it blow up!"