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TEST DRIVE #16 - Turbolifts and Ten Forward

Option 001. Trapped in a Turbolift: This space travel thing is new to you, and you're starting to think the ship is purposely out to get you. A turbolift is just a grandiose name for an elevator, which should be the safest way to travel after all! But someone out there is out to get you, you're sure of it. Because the next thing you know, the lights flicker and the lift grinds to a stop. You're trapped, with whomever was unlucky enough to be in the lift with you.
It could be hours before you're rescued. These turbolifts span the entire massive ship, and don't just travel straight up and down. No, they can travel horizontally, vertically, sometimes even diagonally. You could be stuck between any deck now. There is a small access panel on one of the smooth walls, but how good are you with getting these things to work? Let's not forget that sudden stop tossed everyone around a little, and people could be hurt. Time to put your emergency thinking cap on, and make friends with the people beside you fast. You could be the only way back to freedom.
Conversely, you could slide that pack of cards out of your pocket and start a rousing game of gin rummy. Really it's up to you.

Option 002. Ten Forward: You have no idea what just happened. One minute you were home, minding your own business, 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, and some of the food is looking rather strange too.
You've managed to land in Ten Forward. A long bar with barstools and a bartender span one side of the room, with a bank of strange computers on that same wall. It looks like people are ordering food and drinks from them. Tables are sprinkled throughout, and the far wall is nothing but floor to ceiling windows with a view 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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She thinks she likes this new ginger. She's definitely different.
"Edward?" she repeats, a little surprised; "that's an awfully masculine name."
She imagines she probably doesn't need to point that out to her, being the one who has to live with it.
"Amy," she says, holding out her hand; "Amy Pond, resident of Leadworth, Earth, and your current tour guide to the Enterprise."
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She definitely doesn't seem bothered by everything that's happened in the last five minutes, and that makes her special.
"Space travel isn't new to me either, but the ship is," she says, grabbing their drinks from the bartender and sliding one toward Ed.
"It's twenty-three...sixty-eight? here, last I checked," she adds, squinting at the ceiling in thought; "though where I'm from it's only twenty-eleven."
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"Where are you from?" Amy asks, eyes scrutinizing Ed from over the rim of her glass.
The only people she knows who'd face this situation like that are Timelords or their companions.
"An' what do you do, when you're not crashin' into walls?" she adds.
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Coincidence, then.
"That's an impressive CV," she says, though she pronounces it like "siv" instead of C-V.
"So your next mark was in this Ganymede place?"
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It seemed like a pretty hard crash, and all.
"Well the Enterprise probably isn't anywhere near Ganymede, even were we in the right year," she says, glancing about the room.
She takes a sip of her drink. She wishes it were real alcohol, but at least it tastes all right.
"An' it's a Federation ship, so I doubt you'll find many bounty hunters on board," she adds.
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"Though I do know a few people on board who wouldn't mind knowin' a good hacker, if you know your stuff."
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