ten_fwd_ooc | 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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Pavel Chekov found his way to the bar, hoping to figure out what was going on. This was the Enterprise, but it wasn't the Enterprise he was familiar with. While he was glad to be in Starfleet territory, he was curious to know what happened. It felt like he was forgetting something very important.

So Chekov found an empty set and ordered himself his favorite standby that others always made fun of him for drinking. He took it all with stride. They just didn't know what they were missing. Nursing his drink, Chekov observed those around him, trying to find a familiar face or someone willing to provide answers.

To say that Spock was anticipating such a change would be inaccurate. This version of the Enterprise did not surprise him entirely. He had learned of different timelines from Spock Prime, or rather, Spock Prime's existence in a separate timeline altogether that altered the course of history. However he cannot determine if he has crossed over himself, or if this is the future. Functions on the ship are more than recognizable, but the starfleet uniforms are vastly different.

Chekov stands out because he's wearing something similar to what Spock remembers being issued and, well, his faces feels familiar but unfamiliar all the same. The half-human, half-vulcan approaches the man's table, arms folded behind his back in a mannerism that is more than recognizable for both Spocks.

"May I sit?" He inclines his head toward the empty chair. Perhaps he can engage in a little social behavior. "And may I ask your name? You appear to be the only other person I have encountered thus far that wears something similar to the uniform I have."

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Chekov found himself doing a double take when he saw the Starfleet officer approach him. There was no doubt that it was Spock....but not the Spock he knew. He gave a simple nod in acknowledgement when he remembered his manners.

"Lieutenant Pavel Chekov," he replied and quite proud to state the fact he was a lieutenant. He tilted his head in a curious manner at the other man's statement. This meant that more of his crew could be here? "Who else is here?"

Clearly he is being recognized which isn't a surprise if they hail from the same time period. If only Spock knew.

There is just a simple furrow of his brow and a minute tilt of his head. "Pavel Chekov." He repeats, clearly confusion in that usually neutral. "Of the starship Enterprise NCC 1701 under Captain James T. Kirk?"

Fascinating. If that's true it may very well mean that he has entered Spock Prime's version of the universe. The only troublesome notion behind that is. . how does he get back? Either way he helps himself to the seat across from Chekov. "I am not aware of any other crew members, but that does not mean they are not on board on a different deck."

"Affirmative," Chekov responded. However, his confusion mirrored Spock's. He had never dealt with anything like this before. It was so strange to be talking to a younger Spock. They were both trying to seek out answers that neither of them probably had.

If they were both from different times...what times were they at? Was Chekov in Spock's time or was Spock in Chekov's time? Or were they both in an entirely different time all together? Here Chekov was hoping that this wasn't going to be so complex...Nothing on the Enterprise was ever so simple, unfortunately.

"Meaning you just arrived here just as I had." He stared at his glass of vodka as he tried to sort things out.

"Same accent and everything." A small nod of his head. "Impeccable." If there are any other crew members from their respective ships who is more likely to turn up, or is there even the slightest chance of that occurring. Such a phenomenon is not impossible. No, Spock Prime proved the principle of wormholes when he entered this Spock's galaxy. Perhaps he has somehow passed through one or they both did?

Curious indeed. "Correct. I am unsure what brought me aboard this ship, but I have come to the conclusion there is no cause for alarm. There are other civilians on board as well as Starfleet officers."

"Aye, it just bothers me that I don't remember coming here or understanding what our purpose here is. Perhaps we will eventually get a briefing...?"

Before continuing on he paused to take a drink. "Perhaps you can explain a little more about how you're familiar with my crew...and I know nothing about yours?" He glanced up at Spock with a hopeful look of getting some kind of answers instead of more questions.

"I would most certainly agree with that." Spock nods. "A briefing would help immensely but, as I am sure we are not the first to arrive, that may not come as soon as either of us would prefer."

"I'm not familiar with your crew extensively. I know very little. Spock Prime, the one you are familiar with, stresses that he not give me details as he does not want to affect the decisions I make." A shrug of his shoulders. "From my point of view, Spock Prime crossed over into my timeline through a black hole after attempting to save Romulus from their sun about to go supernova. In doing so he created an alternate universe as his arrival spurred events that were not meant to happen."

"Sounds like something he would say...." Chekov simply shook his head. The story that Spock told about the Romulus was pretty new to him and he was rather curious to know more about it. He doubted Spock would provide more information since it would be sensitive material to either side.

Chekov was somewhat familiar with alternate universes as he remembered the the one adventure where Captain Kirk and his team ran into darker versions of themselves and the only way to move up in rank was to kill the person above you and no one trusted one another.

"Do you wish to investigate the ship or do you have more questions that you wish to be answered?" Chekov suggested as he finished his glass of vodka.

People rarely realize what they're missing. Guinan appreciates an unusual order; the men and women who make them usually end up some of her most interesting customers.

The old Starfleet uniform this one is wearing only seems to confirm that suspicion.

"How is everything?"

She smiles kindly, pillowing her chin in her hand. Her dark, bottomless eyes belie an age her youthful appearance masks, braids pulled back in an elaborate headpiece, and clothes loose and colorful.

Chekov couldn't help give her a curious glance over his glass of vodka. He didn't know that she had approached him or had served him. Normally he was pretty good about such details, but in this situation there was too much to take in to figure out. Perhaps, she would be able to answer a few questions.

Upon her question he smiled back. "Everything would be perfect, if you could enlighten me on a few things?" Might as well get right to the point of things. If anyone in this bar could answer his questions, she should be able to.

Guinan may be able to answer more than he knows.

She's a good listener. There isn't much she misses.

"Sure. I'm all yours."

She folds her arms on the bar, as if preparing to stay for a while.

TEST DRIVE #6 - The Bridge and Ten Forward

Pavel Chekov | Star Trek TOS | Option 1

WHY HELLO FRIEND.

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Lets see how many timelines will it take before Chekov finally breaks.

Hopefully more than two, Guinan would miss him. ;)