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!]

Comments

*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!"