TEST DRIVE #15 - Holodeck and Ten Forward

[ten_fwd_mods]

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.

OR

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!]

Comments

[clutchfate]

The smile that Dara flashes resembles Kale's as well. "Oh, biting I can handle, that's easy- I just bite back. Randomly being dragged off to some sort of... vessel? That's enough to make a man wary of strangers."

[ashes_ascended]

"Good to hear it." Phoenix can't help a grin. It's only a shame the circumstances aren't too great for making new pals and deciding to stagger off down the nearest watering hole. Because Ten Forward just isn't the same as a good old fashioned Earth pub.

"You just got here, huh? There's a good number of us in the same boat. No pun intended."

[clutchfate]

"Oh, is it press-ganging season already? I must have missed the notice." Dara laughs and turns to properly enter the lounge. "But yeah, just a few minutes ago. I woke up in that room back there, the empty one."

[ashes_ascended]

"Black walls with yellow lines." It's not really a question, it seems pretty normal for most new arrivals. Not that Phoenix has seen many yet. "They call that the holodeck. Look, let me get you a drink and I'll try and break it to you gently."

Because tact and diplomacy are totally his forte.

[clutchfate]

"Oh, you don't have to be that gentle. I can take a bit of rough." Any innuendo that may be taken from these words is totally accidental. Really. Please ignore the smirk.

"But the drink sounds amazing. Bring it on."

[ashes_ascended]

"I'll bear that in mind." Because he really will flirt with anyone, and the angel - who is not the standard holier-than-thou type - will take any form of smirking as encouragement.

He heads towards the bar. "What's your poison?"

[clutchfate]

"Whiskey, please." Dara looks around as he goes, taking in the varied people and things- and the view. "Fuckin'..." Space is enough to distract him from the prospect of booze. "Where the fuck are we?"

[ashes_ascended]

Phoenix orders whisky for the newcomer, and a bourbon for himself. He hands the glass to the young man.

"Fucking outer space." He responds cheerfully. "It's not as bad as it looks though. We're on a starship.. it's a little dated, but for its time, its brand new and uber-efficient. Come on over to the uh.. I don't even know if they're called windows on a starship. Viewports?"

[clutchfate]

Dara takes the glass and heads over to the window, obedient for once in his life. "This is dated? We haven't even got out of the atmosphere at home. Morrigan's ruffled feathers, this is brilliant." He's young enough to forgive the kidnapping for now, since it comes with being! in! space!

[ashes_ascended]

"Eh, well, I'm from over a century in the future." Phoenix stands with him. Looking out at the stars never gets old. The words that fall from his current drinking companion's lips reminds him even more of Kale.

"You're from Earth." He assesses, recalling Kale's annoyance at the word 'Ireland'. "From Eire?"

[clutchfate]

"I've been to Faerie- they've got some mad things there- but never to space. It's amazing from up here." Dara leans against the clear surface, staring out into the stars.

"Yeah, that's right. It's the accent, huh?"

[ashes_ascended]

"The fae realms, huh?" There are fae realms on his own world, but Phoenix is aware that on Earth it's a whole different kettle of fish.

"Only partly. You remind me a lot of a guy I met called Kale McCallum. He fired a dart at me, and I nearly shot him, but I think we sorta hit it off. You could be his brother."

Phoenix is completely unaware of Trever. It might be entertaining to keep it that way.

[clutchfate]

"Yeah. Not often, but I've gone." Sometimes they need a McCallum or two and Dara is far better at navigating fae diplomacy than Talia or his father.

"Well, I am a McCallum. Dara McCallum, at your service. I don't know a Kale, but we all look alike more or less."

[ashes_ascended]

"Not many mortals get that far, from my sadly limited knowledge."

Phoenix isn't surprised that Dara doesn't know Kale. People have been brought here from all over time. For all the angel knows, Kale might be Dara's grandfather, or something.

"Phoenix Kaelen." He introduces himself, now he knows who he's talking to. "Big family, I assume?"

[clutchfate]

"Special circumstances. We're right on the borders, so sometimes we have occasion to cross 'em."

He grins at Phoenix's name, and then outright laughs at the comment about family size. "There's eleven of us kids, but I suppose that's not so big on the cosmic scale. But Phoenix? Your parents must have had some high hopes for you."

[ashes_ascended]

He can't help wondering how many kids those kids will have, and how many cousins, uncles, aunties there might be.

As for his name, it's not something people regularly comment on. "My surrogate mother picked it out, kinda. She thinks it's tied in to my destiny. Not that anything remotely connected to the phoenix has cropped up in nine hundred years," he shrugs. "So it's prob'ly just an element name she happened to like."

Oh, how wrong he is.