TEST DRIVE #10 - Cetacean Pool and Ten Forward

[tenforward_m]

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Option 001. Cetacean Pool/Aquatics Lab: Of all the places in the world, you open your eyes and you find yourself in a medium-sized aquatics laboratory, filled with various living specimens along with various science officers bustling about trying to maintain order. There's much to explore here (and hopefully, in the crew's opinion, not break), but the main attraction is the large pool at the far end of the lab; enormous but tanklike in appearance, it contains several dolphins happily swimming about, seemingly without a care in the world.


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Option 002. Aboard the Enterprise, Ten Forward: You have no idea what just happened. One minute you were home, and now you're on a spaceship, in the middle of a crowded room. It looks like a bar. There are people eating and drinking, some in uniform, others not. Some are clearly aliens.

You've managed to land in Ten Forward a long bar with barstools and a bartender, tables sprinkled throughout, and the far wall is nothing but windows out to space. It looks like a nice lounge, low conversation making the room hum.

Better ask some questions and find out where you are, or just tap the closest person on the shoulder and try to make friends. The bar is open.

Comments

[my_guardian_devil]

"What, the view? Yeah, I've seen it."

Her skepticism isn't going anywhere fast, but the more invested Reddington seems in this story, the more she takes in the things around her. She gathers her skirt in her hands and slowly makes her way toward the bar, glancing at the fixtures and patrons she passes on the way.

She has to do a double-take when she catches a Vulcan out of the corner of her eye.

"Is that ... ?" No, she won't buy in yet. Her focus returns to Red. "We were leaving the King's auction. There's no way I could have ended up here unless I'd been drugged again."

[pearltergeist]

"Oh, pardon me! My name is Pearl Fey," she replied, with a small bow. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. And, well, the city I meant was Los Angeles, but now that I think about it I suppose that could be the case in many others as well."

Re: Option 2

[kaylinneya]

She nodded, then tipped her chin up again. "Yes sir, Private Neya of the Hawks. I do not know how much, if anything you have been told about me, Sir, but I wanted to present my case in person, since I saw you here."

"I work hard. Protecting people, solving crimes, it is all I have ever wanted to do since I was 13, sir." She was used to dealing with the Hawklord, and usually in so much trouble that adding a few extra "sir"s in here and there could only help her.

"I do not know how long I am here, sir, but while I am here, I want to serve. Here I have been provided with food and a room that is just my own. I am unused to charity, and uncomfortable with it. I wish to serve while I am here, earn my keep, and perhaps a few coppers besides. Sir."

And all of that might have been impressive... if not for the salute. Not only wasn't it necessary... it was sloppy, the wrong hand, and... her palm was up.

[pronounsarehard]

"I'm from a few years in your future. You'll probably be happier not knowing the exact date. And don't worry about not recognizing me. I've changed a lot since we last met. Well, since I last met you. But you might want to work on your tongo." She grinned and winked at him, a little of Jadzia coming through.

2??? :D

[usescontractions]

"Please, do not worry. It isn't as if I am particularly partial to this outfit."

Lal offers him a smile, placing what she assumes would be a comforting hand on his forearm instead of moving to shake the milk from her dress.

"It is you, Mr. Barclay. But not the same you. You seem older." She stops, realizing that might be interpreted badly. "I am sorry, I meant that you seem as if you have been displaced by Q. It was not a comment on your appearance."

[suspense_kills_me]

"If the word you're looking for is Alien, then yes it is. Though I suppose we would be the aliens to him."

Red nodded a bit. That sealed it. Lizzie was almost from the exact same time as he was.

"No, you haven't been drugged and no hope of becoming so from the scotch, but," he shrugged a bit before handing her the glass.

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[multispacialklingon]

B'Elanna had been walking around the ship for awhile now, just learning the way of things aboard this ship. She paused though, when she saw a familiar face. She studied him though, just taking in the familiar face.

"Lt. Barclay?"

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler | X-Men Movieverse (AU) | Option 1

[quiteafew]

Kurt's eyes flew open when the hum of jet engines abruptly cut out, wondering for a heart-stopping moment if they were being attacked again. But there's no screaming, no shriek of metal, and this is most definitely not the plane he'd been in a few moments before.

For starters, even modified fighter jets (he assumes that's what the Blackbird was; Kurt knows old land vehicles, not planes) generally don't have room for what looks like a dolphin tank. For another, even the ones who called themselves his fellow mutants don't look at him with the amount of nonchalance that the other people in the immediate area are. It reminds him of the circus, or would if not for everything else being so alien.

Tightening his grasp around the metal rosary in his hand, Kurt begins to gravitate toward the dolphin tank. It's out of the way compared to where he had been, and familiar enough in that those creatures haven't seemed to change. And they're calming, which he suspects he may need soon.

[electro_kinetic]

Noriko likes the aquatics lab, even if maaaaaaybe she isn't supposed to be in it but in her defense nobody said squat about not being able to swim with the dolphins and she's not clairvoyant; but hey, what the crew doesn't comment on won't incriminate her or alert the rather annoyingly irritable captain of this boat. She's absorbed in watching the marine tricks, the splashing and chirping between the animals as they play, and doesn't notice the other mutant in the room until his reflection, blurry and distorted, colors the glass beside her.

That blue is hard to miss and even harder to resist, and the clicking of rosary beads cements it, a smile already touching her face as she turns. "Kurt!"

And that...that is not her Kurt. The fingers, the tail, the color, yes; but he's conspicuously missing the fur. And the solidness of his yellow eyes. And the sheer size of the man's presence in any given room, because her Nightcrawler had never seemed shy, not like this where any of her age group could see it. "...Who are you?"

Please don't hate me forever.

[petalwing]

The small little bug like creature flitted through the room, dodging around people, going this way and that. Everyone was moving. Big moving bigthings. Then Petalwing saw a bigthing not moving! Standing all stillstill like a barkbranch!

The small creature, a handspan in height, flew over... just as the bigthing started to move. It sighed, flittering in front of the smallyoung bigthing.

"Why Smallyoung Bigthing start move?" it asked, sulkily. "Smallyoung Bigthing had been all stillstill, ready for wrapstuff. Then start move."

Re: Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler | X-Men Movieverse (AU) | Option 1

[agathaheterodyne]

Agatha looked up and smiled warmly at him, before going back to observing the dolphins. She had missed the presence of obvious constructs. His blue skin reminded her of home, and she wondered what he had been built for.

Much like these dolphins. Unfortunately, the dolphins all looked... like dolphins. For the life of her, she couldn't figure out how they had been modified, and it was driving her crazy, not knowing.

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[agathaheterodyne]

Agatha blinked as the milk spilled down her front, causing her to drop the armload of gears and tools she had been carrying in with her. She liked working around other people sometimes, she had gotten used to it when fixing the Castle, and sometimes her room was just... too quiet.

"Well... that's new," she said, watching the white liquid pooling in the crevices of the bits and pieces.

[quiteafew]

His head turns instantly when he hears his name, a sharpness to the movement that could indicate reasons to his reticence beyond mere shyness. He could also simply have quick reflexes; his build is similar enough to certain other versions of himself that a similar career path is likely.

"You had the name right the first time," he answers slowly, eyebrows drawing together. She doesn't look familiar to him, and if it weren't for her calling him by name Kurt would assume she didn't know him either. "My name is Kurt Wagner."

[electro_kinetic]

"Uh."

Noriko is still blinking at him as she studies the man in the coat; there are enough things right that it's confusing when she sees one wrong. He even has the sharp teeth, though. "You... You look a lot like a friend of mine. Same..." Well, this is going to be awkward. "Same everything, really, except for your face. And he was furry."

She isn't reacting badly, all told; she's used to her own version of Kurt, and so this guy being blue and having a tail is so far out of the realm of being a problem that it's laughable to think anyone would take offense. "You move like you were in the circus too."

[quiteafew]

It's in Kurt's nature to return a smile given, even when that means showing more than perhaps is wise of his narrow teeth. The tips are sharp, but he's old enough now to hide that under most circumstances.

For a few moments he watches the dolphins in silence, breaking the silence with a soft question. "To ask you whether I am hallucinating all this would be very silly, wouldn't it? To expect the truth if I were and you were part of it?"

Never

[eternallyhazel]

Artemis looked curiously at the creature hovering before him. It was as if someone had taken Chix Verbil and shrunk him down to the size of...well...what ever this was. So he asked. In his own special way of course.

"And just what might you be? A shrunken sprite or a distant cousin perhaps? You certainly have the vocabulary of a brain so small."

[eternallyhazel]

The bow was in keeping with the Japanese style he'd noticed in her clothing but her accent and the mention of the American city did not seem to connect.

"And a pleasure to make yours, Miss Fey." He greeted, not forgetting his manners. Then, continued on, stalling a little as he tried to remember what Mulch had told him about the city. "I am from Dublin, in Ireland, as you might have guessed from my accent. Much more quaint than the bustling streets of America."

[pearltergeist]

Pearl gave a small, refined laugh.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that all of America is bustling. That is certainly the case in L.A, but I come from a very small village up in the mountains. Dublin would probably still seem very busy to someone like me, but I bet that all of the history there would make it a wonderful place to explore."

Option 2

[reborn_into_beauty]

She regards the lieutenant as one would a foul smell. It's a very subtle glare. But it doesn't take much from these eyes.

"Yes. I suspect you are."

SHODAN considers the man's body language. Timid. Easily intimidated. But clearly a crew member, judging from the uniform.

She consciously softens her expression. "It's quite alright. Can you find me a towel?"

[agathaheterodyne]

When she had seen the teeth she had been startled, but into a wider smile. Another Jaeger? She had never seen one quite that shade...

And then he spoke and she tilted her head. No Jager, then. She enjoyed their company, though she knew few did. Knowing they meant her no harm helped. Well, there was Vole, but he hardly counted...

She chuckled lightly. "You really are on a space dirigible," she assured him. "No hallucination."

Awww, thank you!

[petalwing]

"Silly Smallyoung Bigthing! Petalwing is Petalwing! A preserver! Highthings send Preservers to keep alive!"

The creature's voice was screechy, and made nails on a blackboard sound plesant on comparison.

[fuckingblind]

(god life kind of ate me. BUT HI i am d and i have a problem with chris pine faces.)

Danny could hear a bit of movement closer to him than the rest of the bustling room. His head turned to the side, eyes searching in the direction, but the person (he's almost positive someone is there). He's usually eerily good at that sort of thing.

He's pretty sure whoever it was, was staring too, and he hated that. Like, really hated it. Then the person finally speaks up.

"Pretty sure that's not really useful to either of us," he says. His hands went out in front of him, guiding off of her voice so he didn't bump into her, but he wasn't certain if anything else was around that would get in his way.

"Don't suppose this is some kind of elaborate prank, huh?"

[fuckingblind]

Well save some for the rest of them, Trunks. Danny might not have cosmic power working for him, but he's smacked his brother around a time or two. He's had the broken noses to prove it. Snatching people out of their lives is a little rude, he deserves to get his face smacked.

He can tell by his tone that he isn't. It---sounds different when someone is pitying you. The way their voice pitches or drops. The soft intake of breath in surprise. Stammering sometimes too, as they falter over whatever it is they are trying to get out.

He can hear the guy's smile, small but genuine. "Yeah, you're telling me. I guess I'm just lucky I didn't go toppling over something the second I got here."

Danny turns his head, focusing on the sounds outside of conversation around them. "So---are we in like a bar or something?"

[sf_girl_friday]

It actually took her a moment to realize his eyes weren't focusing the way she expected. The similarities between this being and Kirk were too startling for her to notice anything else. He looked enough like the Captain to be his brother. If she didn't know what Sam looked like, she might have believed that was who had been brought aboard the ship with her.

"No, it's not but I thought it was better to tell the truth than pretend I knew what was going on." As she spoke, she remained still so he could get an idea of where she was in relation to him. "I'm sorry if I was rude when I first saw you. At first I thought you were my commanding officer."

Jan wasn't certain if he had noticed her reaction, but it was best to apologize now than have him think she was rude. "If this is a prank, I don't know how someone pulled it off. Even Scotty couldn't arrange something like this."

[eternallyhazel]

Artemis was wishing he knew a lot more about L.A. than he did currently. His only visit to the city had been over three, no six, years ago and it hadn't been to see the tourist attractions. He was drawing a blank here and he didn't like it. And he certainly didn't like how this was happening more and more in his life.

"Oh? And which mountains would those be?" He finally replied. Perhaps he'll have heard of the range from his geography studies.