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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.
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.
Re: Hiro Hamada | Big Hero 6 | Opt! 1
She was in the wrong place and getting herself more and more lost the more she walked.
And then that voice. She was moving before she had decided to change directions, walking swiftly.
Everyone always told her that no one needed to read her mind to know her thoughts, and Severn said that she had a whole set of expressions she only used around children. Certainly the warm smile, the softness in her eyes had no other place in her life. She smiled more as she absorbed his words.
He could have been one of Marin's. Sassy, smart mouthed, but well dressed and healthy. More than she could have hoped for most of the children in her life to this point.
"Hello," she said with a warmth in her voice that very few people would have ever heard from her. Severn would know that voice, but that was Severn, he knew more about her than she knew about herself.
She familiar, a small transparent dragon-looking thing, uncoiled from her shoulders and craned it's long prehensile neck to peer at him.
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Okay, so- females, in general, were not alarming to him. Coming from a city of many cultures; a veritable melting pot of ethnicity, if one cared to consider it as such, Hiro was used to plenty of things. Fashion statements galore; languages and accents so thick interpreting them took ten minutes of hardcore charades. Cultural divides, he gets. Differences in appearance, that's totally fine.
Small, transparent dragon-looking things? Not quite falling under the same category. At all. Hiro's first instinct is to call fake, but the closer he looks, the less that seems likely. Those aren't super-spectral cameras focusing in on him, those were eyes. He was having difficulty hearing the usual click or hiss of machinery in motion because there was none. She has a dragon on her shoulder.
She has a dragon on her shoulder. Hiro stares at it, slack jawed, then to the smiling face. Back to the dragon.
"...Hello?" His life and his choices; those are going to have to start coming under serious question, after today. "Maybe I hit my head."
That sounds rational.
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She shook her head and tore her eyes away from it, looking him over again.