TEST DRIVE #10 - Cetacean Pool and Ten Forward

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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.

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[seekingcrocodile]

"Two people, now." He'd trust Liam with his life too. "It took some time to get there though."

[dresdensluck]

Somewhere nearby, a familiar voice could be heard, and a familiar figure could be seen, not walking, but crawling...

Harry had been here a few months now. It was long enough to get settled in while still trying to investigate ways home, and Ways home, as well. Long enough to start a whole new life, with a girlfriend, which seemed an odd thing, still, to think, even as he knew it to be true.

Harry was, today, wandering, trying to pinpoint the ways energy flowed on the Enterprise. Sure, maybe he could have asked, but where was the fun in that? He was still protected by the weird bubble that Q had put into place to keep him from blowing out all the power circuits on the ship. Even so, he did his best to keep his 'aura' in and not get excited or too annoyed by life here.

Thus it was that he tended not to geek out about the space stuff as much as he wanted to, and when he was working, like now, he kept his head down. He was, if nothing else, always utterly graceful. Of course.

Thus, witness a Harry Dresden, wearing, anew, a version of his trademark duster, as he half-crawled, half-walked, along one section of floor, emerging from the people slowly, peering downward, his Sight on as he tracked the power lines flowing through the ship. He was muttering, just loud enough to be heard.

"Man, if only this could be a Rebel Alliance ship. I had the plans to those once upon a time, back home. But no, gotta be drawn to the great gravy train to the stars. Why me? Oooh, hey, there's one junction... that must be where the EPS conduits for this section meet up and flow..."

[liamjones]

He sipped his water. "Tell me," he said, not quite an order, but something more than a request.

[seekingcrocodile]

"This is a bit of a long story. Three hundred years to cover and all." He takes a sip of his not!rum and starts. "After I'd been a pirate for some time, I was in a tavern, doing the sorts of things one does in a tavern, having a good time, when I met a woman. I didn't know it right away, but oh I came to love her so much."

[liamjones]

"Things... certainly you do not mean... drinking, brother?" he asked, startled.

He leaned in to listen about the woman, though the thought of his brother drinking and carousing in a tavern like some common wharf rat was quite distracting. And quite impossible, was it not?

[seekingcrocodile]

"Not all alcohol is bad, Liam. Just a little of it does no harm." They can come back to that.

"It was all so complicated. She had a husband, and a son, and the morning after we met, she came to me and begged me to let her come with us. She didn't love her husband, she was unhappy in her marriage, she didn't want to stay. She wanted a different sort of life, and it was a life I could give her."

[liamjones]

"But... to take a son from his father, Killian," he said, startled again, but his voice was quiet. After what they had gone through, even for love, to take a son from his father... He couldn't quite imagine it. Not from his baby brother.

Not that he didn't think his brother wouldn't make a wonderful father, he was sure Killian would be the very best father, but to usurp someone else's son that way...

[seekingcrocodile]

"I didn't." It's not easy to admit, but he also knows for a fact what that father did to separate himself from his son. "She didn't bring her son with her, and she regretted that until the day she died."

[liamjones]

"...died?" he asked softly, then he shook his head. "I think I should stop interrupting you brother, and let you tell this tail at your own pace," he said softly, finishing off his water.

[seekingcrocodile]

"She was...there were all these things I never knew I wanted before I met her. Then I had her, and she didn't care about my past, she loved me anyway. When I lost that, I never thought I'd find it again."

[liamjones]

He gave a small nod, listening. "And, did you, Brother?"

[seekingcrocodile]

"I did, at long last. She helped me realize I was on the wrong path, the path of vengeance. It's even easier to handle the fact that there was never any justice for what happened to her."

[liamjones]

"I do not follow, brother, please."

[seekingcrocodile]

"Her husband found us. I couldn't stop him from killing her."

[liamjones]

He leaned closer, this time squeezing his arm instead. A concerned look was on his face as he watched his brother, wishing he could take this pain himself, to spare it from his brother. 300 years. He should have been there with him, to help him through all of this....

[fuckyoudracula]

"Probably not," he agreed, smiling far too sweetly for it to be real.

As for the whole being stuck in space thing? He sighed, picking up his glass to drain the last of his pint in a few deep gulps. "Well. It breaks up the monotony, in any case. Though it looks like it will get old very fast."

[midnighthour]

"Slim pickings?" Her tone was light but it's obvious that the thought bothered her. She didn't know how he might feel about being cooped up on a ship in space but her wolf was not amused. She wanted to run and as the weeks drew near the feeling would increase. There was no where to run here.

Kitty missed the forest, the smell of the fresh dirt and recent showers. The hunt and trapping your prey. She had to stop thinking about it pushing the thoughts and the wolfs needs away. For the first few months this will be VERY interesting and for the moment Kitty was at a loose what to do about it.

[fuckyoudracula]

"You'd think being on a bloody spaceship would be fun, but it's shock full of white hats. Can't so much as think of doing anything fun before security starts giving you the stink eye." Granted that Spikes idea of fun tended to run on the illegal side, reacquired soul or not.

[midnighthour]

Kitty laughed at that glancing over to the guards that stood around the room. She wondered if Spike had made a name for himself here as a trouble maker and then how they would feel having a large wolf running around the ship. In this case it might be better to just announce her condition. She had on the radio and nothing was quiet as terrifying as the day she met Cormac.

"What would you do for fun? Assuming it doesn't involve bodily harm?" Her tone was sweet though a little sarcastic. She wasn't one to talk about bodily harm considering how her hurts went. At least she didn't hunt people.

Howard Stark - Agent Carter / Marvel Cinematic Universe

[likesfondue]

Howard Stark, man of many talents. Bright. Enigmatic. Intelligent. He was a man who was a charmer. He loved the ladies, and some of the men too, though that didn't get as much press. Some things just had to remain private, even if you were a Stark. A man who loved science, he loved to see how things worked. His mind was always whirling, always trying to invent something new, something better. He was a man who loved his work.

Sometimes a little too much. His life suffered for it. Oh, he had a life, lots of fun and knew how to throw his money around, but that didn't always buy happiness. His best friends were his butler and the woman he could never have, the one that was just too good for him. He wasn't surprised by that fact. As fabulous as he was, even he couldn't play second fiddle to Captain America. Nobody could ever fill those shoes. Instead, he loved Peggy like a friend. Like a sister. And always made sure to be there for her as much as she was for him. He'd have been lost without her. Peggy and Jarvis were the only two who had rooted for him all along and believed in his innocence, even when he wasn't really. He thought he'd been doing a good thing. The road to hell and all of that.

Peggy. He could go for a little does of her right about now.

He smiled as he made his way around the bar otherwise known as Ten Forward, sipping his drink and eying the other patrons. Waking up in a place he didn't remember passing out at wasn't a new thing for Howard. Space, now that was something different. If he was going to find out anything about where he was, he was going to have to do what he did best. Charm people. He turned, walking up to the first person he saw with a huge grin.

"Hey, I'm Howard. A bit new around here. Fancy showing a new guy the ropes? I promise not to bite hard?"

Inara Serra - Firefly/Serenity

[hashersecrets]

A woman of beauty and grace, dark hair cascades down her shoulders as she glides through Ten Forward. There is a twinkle of something in her eyes, but otherwise she appears impassive, as if she cares not for anyone around her. The best way to get information is to look around, acting as if you're not noticing at all. Brief snippets of conversation can be heard, but if she hears it, she shows no sign of it.

She smiles at the patrons. While she may look friendly and accommodating, she is anything but. The smile doesn't quite match her eyes. She doesn't linger to speak with any one person too long. If she does, she knows she'll never find out where she is.

She moves up to the bar, one arm resting against it as she glances around Ten Forward. Ordering a glass of tea, she wishes that she had Kaylee or Wash with her, someone who might be able to at least tell her where they are.

The idea of when doesn't even cross her mind. One thing she does realize is that she is on a ship. And, sadly, not one she recognizes. It's not like anything she's ever been on before, Serenity or Alliance.

Whatever did happen, she is a very long way from home.

Max Bergman | Hawaii Five-0 (2010) | Option 2

[warp_9]

Have a young man stood in the centre of Ten Forward. He's stood there, stock still, staring around with a look of slack-jawed awe, before removing his glasses, rubbing at an eye, and replacing them.

He's wearing a green jacket, open, with a red checkered collared shirt underneath. On the jacket is an insignia, a red circle with the dual twisted serpents, rod with wings, embossed in gold, that symbolises medicine. The badge also bears the words "Medical Examiner - Honolulu." On the left is his name; "Dr. Max Bergmen - Chief Medical Examiner."

Definitely medical.

Either way, he's obviously recognising where he is, given the look of sheer awe on his face.

[seekingcrocodile]

"I swore I'd get vengeance for what he did. Given the nature of it all though, he was nearly impossible to kill. So I returned to Neverland to give myself time to figure out how to get what I was after."

He figures that's enough information to absorb at once right now.

[meimeimechanic]

"'Nara?" Kaylee sounded muffled around the berries that she was in the middle of eating. She could have sworn she saw the companion walking through the Ten Forward. She finished them up as quick as she could and started running across the bar to one of her good friends. Weaving around the folk and tables trying to go as quick as she could to get to the bar when she saw Inara sat there.

"Inara!" She bounces up. "Hey!" Kaylee was so glad to see someone else from back home. She missed her family.

[stark_spangled]

He knows that voice.

He hasn't heard it in 23 months and 69 years, but he knows that voice like he knows the sound of Vibranium taking a hit, or the smoker's lung stutter of war birds flying overhead. He glances up, focus shifting from the pad of paper sitting in front of him to some unfixed point at first.

"He's lying," he says, loud enough to be heard, the corner of his mouth half-cocked in a smile. He sets the pencil down and looks in the direction of the voice at last. Even if Howard isn't looking right at him, Steve would know that silhouette anywhere. "He's got jaws like a pit bull's."

It's been 1 year, 11 months, and 14 days since the last time Steve Rogers laid eyes on Howard Stark, but it feels like a lifetime ago. And in a way, it has been.