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TEST DRIVE #15 - Holodeck and Ten Forward

001: Where were you a minute ago? Well, you aren't there anymore. Instead, you're standing in a very large, dark room lined with yellow. There are doors at either end of it.
Here's where things get a little choose your own adventure-y. You could:

1: Approach a console filled with buttons, located a few feet away. Press one, and it'll let you out of the room. Travel down a long hallway and you'll be in Ten Forward, the Enterprises' entertainment lounge. Have a drink, mingle and try to figure out why you're here.
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2: Maybe you just muttered some vague request under your breath. Maybe you wished aloud you were somewhere else. Or for help? If you did, might be in a fire station. Muttered something about killing whoever dumped you here? Surprise - you're in a slasher movie!
Though they're confusing, these visions feel about as real as they can be. And guess what - other people can experience those fantasies with you, as if they too were really there. How ever will you escape? Or do you want to?
[OOC: Welcome to the Holodeck! If you choose this option, whatever your character chooses to say out loud will cause a virtual reality program to load and play. While your character feels as if what they're experiencing and seeing is quite real, they're purely living through the latest and best in what he Enterprise has to offer in entertainment. Make sure to detail what your character's fantasy is, so that those threading with them will know how to react.
Open til next month's test drive!]
Because I cannot resist..... (And am watching the orginal episodes with my father)
Oh, she knew who this had to be... but... how? Just to be sure, she pulled her notebook - Tardis blue and designed to look like the sides of that beloved blue box. She flipped through the pages, looked at her image of him, and... her notes. Then closed the book with a grin.
"Well. Maybe it is my birthday after all," she said with a flirty smile.
Oh. This would be fun.
(Originals are pretty great in their way)
"ah, hello there. Tell me, are you...employed here?"
It never hurts to check, after all. She doesn't look hostile, far from it. And since she isn't in the process of warning others, screaming in alarm, running, or aiming a weapon, that ensures a more positive result.
posted from my iPad, please excuse errors and brevity
Because really, what fun is it seeing your husband almost a thousand years before he meets you, if you can't be a mystery to him, if you can't mess with his head. Blimey, though, to see him so young. That was something she had never expected. Well well well. Just one more little gift from time and space.
So much better than being dead. Or whatever it was she was being.
I will somehow live :P
Not all of them good. Traps are a thing that he encounters with fairly staggering regularity.
He stands tall, hands going to his lapels.
"You have the advantage of me - who are you, if I may ask?"
Re: I will somehow live :P
"Spoilers," she warned, with a smile. "But you can call me River. River Song."
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"Hmph," he said, sizing her up. Well, she didn't seem a threat, but he didn't like such reticence. Spoilers?
"Well. I suppose I need to ask you other questions you already know the answer to - where precisely am I?"
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She grinned, and she couldn't help herself. "Like companions."
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"Well, better not to go alone," he replied, intrigued despite himself. Though it was all a little silly, wasn't it? A masquerade being acted out obviously, like a farce. She clearly knew him well, but was saying precious little.
But damned if that wasn't precisely what piqued his interest to find out what lay at the far end of the line.
"Companions? Well, as good a term as any," he replied, striding forward, ready to explore.
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So much to learn. Oh, she could always look back at her notes, remember what she already knew, but why? When this was ever so much more fun, why?
"So, tell me about yourself, Doctor. Tell me something you think I could not possibly know, see if you can surprise me." Wouldn't that be a fun game?
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The better class, of course. Not the sort with tentacles.
"Young lady, you may seem to know me at first glance, but I am not in the habit of giving away bits of my life history and personal anecdotes to people I have just met. Now, I am all for mystery in one's life, but I will not take on mere account that you are a force for good in this situation - or my existence."
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"Alright then, Doctor. I shall earn everything I learn. I look forward to it."
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"Very well, then. Do keep up."
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And she realized that this might be the first chance she's ever had to be with the Doctor that wasn't either the occasion of her death, or after he knew how and when she would die. His eyes had looked young in the Library too; and it saddened her to think she was to blame for some of the weariness in him that made him seem so much older.
"So?" she asked, shaking her hair, to shake off any melancholy before the Doctor could become aware of it. "Where to?" my love
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"This way, I should think. And you can begin by telling me everything you know about this place, hmm?"
And he was off again, a certain subtle spring in his step. Old he may look, and old in this body he may be - but the Doctor was always the Doctor.
Just more or less crotchety depending on incarnation.
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"Clearly a starship - though whether it is civilian or military..."
There was much to consider about this place. The architecture certainly seemed civilian, but there was more to it than that, though it was difficult to put his finger on it.
"Perhaps both."
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For her, there would be much more flirting, fighting, and guns. But anything with the Doctor beat anything on her own.
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"We shall see, certainly," he replied, turning a corner.
"Such bland architecture," he said, trying very hard to pretend the previous moment hadn't happened and that she hadn't seen it.
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"Well, it would look better in blue," she said with a grin, glancing out of the corner of her eye.
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She knew of him, certainly. Enough to be charming. He wasn't at all sure what that meant.
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"You are entirely too clever by far," he admits, finally. "Such an attitude is either well-founded or entirely without justification. I begin to suspect it is the former."
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"Do control yourself. Taking such a liberty. Really."
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