Test Drive #7 - Ten Forward and Captain's Yacht

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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 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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Re: The Iron Bull | Dragon Age: Inquisition | Option 1

[fallsinplace]

Domino was bored too. The Enterprise was a snooze, there was nothing to do and nobody to do it with. She was mostly wandering angrily by this point, stomping around like a petulant child. She tended to stay in the bar more often than not, because being drunk was better than being aware of how bored she was.

She looked around the bar when she went in, like she did every single time she entered any room. There weren't any lurking dangers, nobody waiting to gun her down, unfortunately. Instead there were just the regulars.

She'd seen the Iron Bull before, in passing. He looked like the kind of guy she liked to be around, and he looked as endlessly bored as she felt. She grabbed a drink first, making her way over to the giant, mostly naked man. "So what's your deal? Someone mug you for your clothes?"

[bestworstqunari]

Bull kept his eye on people as they came and went. He'd seen the woman with the tattoo, the way she always looked when she walked in. Someone who knew better than to just assume a room was clear because it was familiar. He was half way through a drink he was pretty sure had coacoa in it in some form when she walked over.

"Yeah, you see anyone running around with a bright yellow tent with arm holes, let me know." Bull said, laughing as he shook his head. "I'm Qunari. We don't do shirts." He gestured up to his horns. He could wear a shirt, but he didn't feel like it. After spending most of his life not wearing shirts, they just felt weird.

[fallsinplace]

Domino snorted at his description of his potential shirt. When he said he didn't do shirts she took it as an invitation to admire the extensive exposed areas of his body. He was definitely her type, even with (maybe especially because of) the bull horns. At least she knew what to expect going in.

"I don't see a problem with you not having a shirt. I'm Domino, it's nice to meet you." She smirked at him for a moment before taking another drink. Whatever it was tasted strong and her tongue was just a tiny bit numb from contact with the drink.

[bestworstqunari]

Oh. This had the potential to turn into a pretty good day. Bull grinned a little wider and finished off his drink in a big gulp and set the empty cup aside.

"I'm the Iron Bull." He gestured towards her drink with a quick but small motion. "You like the strong stuff huh? I can almost taste it from over here." It definitely put the drink he just finished to shame, but he liked to only hit the really hard stuff when he was celebrating or just to try out something new.

[fallsinplace]

The fact that he called himself the Iron Bull almost made her laugh. Were she a less self aware person she would have teased him about it. Domino knew she had no right to make fun of anyone else's name, even if it was hilarious.

She glanced down at his drink when he inquired about her tastes, then smirked widely at him. "Yeah, I like my drinks the same way I like my men." Having spent most of her time around blunt and acerbic mercenaries Domino learned how to flirt badly before she learned to flirt well. Given a low risk situation she preferred cheesier lines because it turned the whole thing into a joke.

[bestworstqunari]

Bull was fairly accustomed to his chosen name being a topic of conversation, and it worked well in Thedas. Less so here, but so far no one had been direct enough to actually talk about it.

"Yeah? Well, if you're looking for displays of brute force to brighten your day, I'm your guy." Cheesy he could do. Something fun and casual to break up the monotony of life on the ship.

[fallsinplace]

She grinned at him and drained the last of her drink. "I think it would liven things up, at the very least. Give me something to look at for a minute or two. I could probably make some kind of joke about bull riding but I think we're both too mature for that." The wry smile that accompanied the words made it clear that she wasn't above that sort of joke at all. Truthfully she wasn't certain bullriding was relevant to his culture, so she didn't want to make an innuendo for nothing.

[bestworstqunari]

"I could keep you entertained for a lot longer than a minute or two." The set-up on that was too good to let it go, and he couldn't help but chuckle a little. He missed having someone he could make these kinds of remarks at. Half serious, half joke, completely dirty. Winking wasn't something that worked too well for a guy with only one eye, but Bull still made a good attempt at it.

He had made a joke or two himself about 'riding the Bull' too, and he had certainly heard more than a few from people who thought he wasn't listening or that he was too drunk to remember. "Humans can make anything sound dirty, but I'll admit, 'riding the Bull' is some low hanging fruit. Just don't let a little thing like maturity or manners stop you from bringing your riding boots."