ten_fwd_ooc | TEST DRIVE #2 - The Holodeck/Ten Forward

Where were you a minute ago? Well, you aren't there anymore. Instead, you're standing in a very large, dark room lined with yellow. There are doors at either end of it.

Here's where things get a little choose your own adventure-y. You could:

1: Approach a console filled with buttons, located a few feet away. Press one, and it'll let you out of the room. Travel down a long hallway and you'll be in Ten Forward, the Enterprises' entertainment lounge. Have a drink, mingle and try to figure out why you're here.

OR

2: Maybe you just muttered some vague request under your breath. Maybe you wished aloud you were somewhere else. Or for help? If you did, might be in a fire station. Muttered something about killing whoever dumped you here? Surprise - you're in a slasher movie!

Though they're confusing, these visions feel about as real as they can be. And guess what - other people can experience those fantasies with you, as if they too were really there. How ever will you escape? Or do you want to?

[OOC: Welcome to the Holodeck! If you choose this option, whatever your character chooses to say out loud will cause a virtual reality program to load and play. While your character feels as if what they're experiencing and seeing is quite real, they're purely living through the latest and best in what he Enterprise has to offer in entertainment. Make sure to detail what your character's fantasy is, so that those threading with them will know how to react.

Open til next month's test drive!]

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The Doctor always loved to criticise the way Jack walks into a threatening situation with gun drawn. But not everybody is a pacifist Time Lord, and not everybody can afford to snub weapons when they're going into dangerous situations.

So maybe Jack doesn't need to protect his own life, but he doesn't like dying, even if it's not exactly fatal to him. For one, it hurts like hell. For another, the people with him don't have the same capability to bounce back.

He wasn't expecting a shield to pop up in front of him. And even if his Webley won't work on it (which he can't tell), he turns, aiming, hands steady as he glares at the woman behind the shield.

But she's got style, at least, and he lowers the pistol a fraction, his sly smile almost automatic.

"I'm not so sure about that. You never know, it might be fun."

Savil was hardly a pacifist from an ancient species but there was only a defensive wariness in her eyes rather than any intent to press Jack. She would protect those who stumbled across their stare-down but had no intention of doing more harm than Jack pressed for. Much like a badger in front of its den if she had to be.

But one eyebrow rose at the suggestion and the corner of her mouth tugged a bit. At least this wasn't a situation of fight-or-flight and he still had a sense of humor. Unless he was some sort of assassin... Well, better to banter than battle. "Of course it's a bit of fun. Heralds usually don't have time for anything deeper but I do try and keep it within friends at least." Heralds kept it within friends, but the Wing-Sibs were a bit less formal. Best not to mention that... "I'm Herald Savil, actually. Kellan stayed behind to watch something called Three Dee Chess."

Well, there it is. Just a little suggestion of a smile, and an eyebrow raised in an elegant, questioning arch. And that's a lot better than the glare he was getting when she first saw him.

It looks good on her. And hey, a little bit of flirtation is a great way to bring the tension down.

"Always looking for a chance to make new friends." He nods. "I'm Captain Jack Harkness."

Herald. He wonders which of the worlds, races, and eras that use that title she could be from. He can't tell, not just by looking. But she's introduced herself, and she doesn't seem about to attack him. Just ... shielding herself.

No reason not to be friendly.

And it sounds like she hasn't just appeared out of nowhere. Not if someone's stayed behind to watch chess.

"Well, Herald Savil. You got any idea what's going on here?"

Flirting was always a way to break the ice unless there was imminent danger involved. Flirting with a new political ambassador was bad, complimenting the blacksmith on his mustache while haggling was not so bad. And Savil wasn't in the grave yet so she still enjoyed the view of a well-made man.

That rank was at least familiar to Savil at the slight relaxation in her eyes showed. But that shield wasn't coming down until he put the thing in his hands away. "We seem to be on a very strange metal city floating in space. Some of the people say it's a ship but I have yet to see any water. Something is pulling people here from different places and so far nobody knows how or why." Savil shrugged and brushed a strand of hair from her face. "Most of them are in the lounge behind me. Some are upset, some are excited, about the usual blend of reactions to the unfamiliar."

Now that's a reaction he can appreciate. He asked her a question and she gave as concise and informative a report as he could have asked from one of his own team members. He gives her a nod and, lacking any hostile response from anyone else in the room, finally holsters his pistol.

His flirtatious smile has dimmed a little, though not for lack of enjoyment in the company. What she's saying is interesting enough to take priority over fun.

For now.

"I think the floating metal city is what they mean when they say ship. It's just a ship for space."

And now that she's a little less tense and he's put his gun away, the two of them might even be able to come up with something useful. Not that he's entirely relaxed; he's been in military or paramilitary organisations for far too long to ever really be entirely off his guard anywhere but in the Hub, and often not even there.

"That sounds about like what you'd expect." He has more experience with people being taken from places to where they don't belong than just about anyone, at least on Earth. "Could be a lot worse, given the circumstances."

Savil snorted. She was hardly one to giggle behind her hand and flutter a delicate fan, she was certainly the type to laugh when she meant it. But a ship for space? It was probably a good idea to keep her away from the windows for a little while. But with the return of his odd weapon to the holster and her shield came down from around them. Except for her personal shields of course.

"I really don't want to know the details on how that's possible. People I can deal with at least no matter what they look like as I've seen stranger things over the years," Savil was willing to admit that openly of course. Why hide it? Especially not when a softly glowing blue ball drifted over to circle Jack with the speed of the curious rather than the alarmed. "I'm a bit more worried about Kellan there than the unGifted temper flares here. She's lost quite a bit of weight."

It's better not to have a shield thrown up between them.

Not because he is planning on attacking her, not because he has any fear of her. His particular ability makes it difficult for anyone to do any lasting damage to him. But the pressure's dissipated now, and the shield comes down, which means that neither of them is quite so ready to jump.

Good. Because though Savil is clearly capable, she didn't make any move against him until he'd drawn his gun.

Although a moment later, as he's about to try to offer up something about the spaceship to make it seem less crazy for her when a little blue glowing ball floats up to circle Jack, making him start and stare at it.

"And this is Kellan?"

TEST DRIVE #2 - The Holodeck/Ten Forward

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