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Ten Forward RPG mod account ([personal profile] ten_fwd_mods) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd_ooc2014-12-27 03:39 pm
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Test Drive #7 - Ten Forward and Captain's Yacht



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 Captain's Yacht: Oooh, you sneaky stowaway! You've found yourself in a very exclusive part of the ship: Captain Picard's personal craft, used for short jaunts when a shuttle just won't do. (One must retain some decorum, after all.) It may not be as large as the Enterprise itself, but there are sure to be some surprises aboard once people start snooping.


[OOC: The Captain's Yacht is located at the very base of the Enterprise's saucer portion, so if you put someone in there you can also play them trying to get back to somewhere they know!]
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[personal profile] fishermansweater 2015-01-12 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Because it's now," he says, slowly, his faint district accent drawing out into a drawl. He's staring at her, green eyes suddenly intense, catlike.

The first time he'd met Katniss, he'd asked her for her secrets, like he's done so many times, to so very many people he'd rather have nothing to do with. Tell me a secret, he'd tease across the pillows, eyes gleaming in the dark, and none of them ever knew just what he was doing with them. Katniss passed that test better than any in the Capitol, too: she'd replied that everyone else always seemed to know her secrets before she did, and Finnick, after a moment, had agreed.

He certainly knew more about her than she seemed to expect him to.

It's as true now as then. Everything she's feeling is there in her face for him to read, and he's never found it hard to read her, not even last year when he was mentoring, before he ever met her.

Those emotions clear on her face are what tell her secrets, but Finnick can't quite interpret their confidence. Sadness, guilt, surprise, disbelief ... there are bits of all of them there, and they go with the haunted look in her eyes that is more than just the ghosts a victor carries.

He suddenly feels cold.

"You weren't expecting to see me," he says, quietly, something sinking in his posture.
Edited 2015-01-12 19:06 (UTC)