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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His spine straightens almost instinctively at the question, but the surprise is short-lived. He pulls his hands back with no further prompting than the aggravated tug and complaint provide, pursing his lips and sighing in disapproval. He feels no call to apologize. Perhaps he had been staring, but it seems obvious to him that the boy is simply trying to get a rise out of him.

"It certainly is not," he says, as terse as he had been a moment ago. "Everything I have told you is true. Now, I imagine from your actions that you do not need my help, but perhaps if you would calm yourself for a moment I might explain your situation better."

If he can deign to be civil.

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Danny can sense the shift in the air, the emotional charge, the irritation and upset. Once Picard pulls his hand back, he relaxes someone, face twisting in brief irritation at the sigh from the other man. He's not trying to get a rise out of him. He's trying to figure out what the hell just happened to him.

"Right, okay. And no, I don't. I'm fine," he says, tone firm. "But yeah, sure, explain away. I'm all ears."

You think this is uncivil? Oh, just you wait.