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!]

Comments

[fishermansweater]

She shows no sign of recognition of the Games, no more than she had of him, and that makes him deeply uneasy, more deeply so than anything else so far. Everyone in Panem knows him, everyone knows the Games. The Games are mandatory viewing, and his face has been all over the screens this year. He's popular, he's talented, he's a darling of the Capitol. The cameras love him. Even without seeing much of the footage, he knows a lot of it has been of him, just like a lot of it has been of Katniss and Peeta, of Cashmere and Gloss, of Johanna. They're star attractions of this year's entertainment.

What she goes on to say, though, makes even less sense.

Except it's also sickeningly familiar. He looks back from the window (or screen, he's still not sold on that as a genuine view into space) to her.

He's good at words, good at people, at finding the gaps in what they say and leveraging them. Now, though, he goes for the direct approach.

"And what about Q?" he asks, his smile cold.

He's been taken and transported before, many, many times. In his experience, it doesn't happen because people wish him no harm.

[aehallh]

"As I said, it seems he views bringing all of us here from our own places and times as a sort of practical joke." Her lips thin, an expression of displeasure and one of the handful that exactly corresponds to the same expression on a human. "So far he's done nothing that has resulted in any permanent harm, but I do not trust that that will continue to be the case."

She takes a couple steps back, only to pick up her tea from where she'd left it and bring it with her, sitting down at a table within conversation range. He's welcome to sit with her — although, studying him, she wouldn't be surprised if he chose not to.

"Q is from a race of seemingly god-like beings. I fear there's little we can do to resist him — for the time being."

It's fairly obvious that doesn't sit well with her. Irian cannot complain about the treatment she's been afforded on board Enterprise — they have been more courteous with her than she anticipated, as someone who is, in this timeline, technically an enemy national. But she's also too conscious of the fact that they're stuck in a cage, even if it is a cage with decent food and comfortable quarters.