action/video; @b.crusher | ota!
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[Beverly walks down this same street almost every day, on her way to and from work. From that coffeeshop on the corner to the weird little knick knack shop full of bits and bobs from across the multiverse, the sights have become very familiar to her. Which is maybe why this particular door showed up on this particular street. Or maybe it's all a coincidence. It's hard to say sometimes, in the Quarantine.
The door in question would not be a particularly remarkable one save for a unique symbol etched in the center of it. Even so, she easily might have missed it - hell, maybe she already has before today. But now that she's seen it, there's absolutely no chance she won't be investigating. The door opens easily and she lets out a surprised gasp when she sees what's inside.]
Oh!
b. network; video
Good evening everyone! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Beverly Crusher - and I found something a bit... unexpected today. [She grins.] A good sort of unexpected, though. Something from my home world that I'd like to share with you all.
[Here she carefully balances her phone against the wall so that it more or less shows both her and the room she's in. It's not readily apparent what sort of room it is as there is nothing in it and no windows or doors, only black walls, floors, and ceiling criss-crossed with glowing yellow grid-lines.]
Now, I know it doesn't look like much but! [She dances over to the middle of the room. She's really excited you guys!!!] Computer! Play File Dixon Hill, The Big Goodbye.
[Immediately, the room around her changes into a street scene from 1930s San Francisco. A figure wearing a fedora bumps into her. "Sorry, ma'am!" he says as he tips her hat and continues on his way, though not without first giving her an odd look - she is after all dressed in odd clothing for the era.]
It's a holodeck! Or well... I suppose since we're not on a ship it ought to be called a holosuite instead, but in any case, it's a holographic projection system that creates a virtual reality. There are only a few scenarios loaded onto the computer right now, but I plan on making more - with ideas and suggestions from you! I want this to be a collaborative creative project that we can all have fun with! There'll be a link below the video for more information and feel free to contact me with any questions you have!
[She gives a little cheerful wave goodbye before reaching down to turn off the video stream.]
ooc: And here is the info page for all holodeck related activities!
[Beverly walks down this same street almost every day, on her way to and from work. From that coffeeshop on the corner to the weird little knick knack shop full of bits and bobs from across the multiverse, the sights have become very familiar to her. Which is maybe why this particular door showed up on this particular street. Or maybe it's all a coincidence. It's hard to say sometimes, in the Quarantine.
The door in question would not be a particularly remarkable one save for a unique symbol etched in the center of it. Even so, she easily might have missed it - hell, maybe she already has before today. But now that she's seen it, there's absolutely no chance she won't be investigating. The door opens easily and she lets out a surprised gasp when she sees what's inside.]
Oh!
b. network; video
Good evening everyone! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Beverly Crusher - and I found something a bit... unexpected today. [She grins.] A good sort of unexpected, though. Something from my home world that I'd like to share with you all.
[Here she carefully balances her phone against the wall so that it more or less shows both her and the room she's in. It's not readily apparent what sort of room it is as there is nothing in it and no windows or doors, only black walls, floors, and ceiling criss-crossed with glowing yellow grid-lines.]
Now, I know it doesn't look like much but! [She dances over to the middle of the room. She's really excited you guys!!!] Computer! Play File Dixon Hill, The Big Goodbye.
[Immediately, the room around her changes into a street scene from 1930s San Francisco. A figure wearing a fedora bumps into her. "Sorry, ma'am!" he says as he tips her hat and continues on his way, though not without first giving her an odd look - she is after all dressed in odd clothing for the era.]
It's a holodeck! Or well... I suppose since we're not on a ship it ought to be called a holosuite instead, but in any case, it's a holographic projection system that creates a virtual reality. There are only a few scenarios loaded onto the computer right now, but I plan on making more - with ideas and suggestions from you! I want this to be a collaborative creative project that we can all have fun with! There'll be a link below the video for more information and feel free to contact me with any questions you have!
[She gives a little cheerful wave goodbye before reaching down to turn off the video stream.]
ooc: And here is the info page for all holodeck related activities!

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(She looks back at Beverly, barely hiding a smirk.)
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(And so private a place; it's perfect, really.)
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(She comes over and catches Lucretia's hands excitedly.)
This will be wonderful - not just for the dancing, but we'll be able to do so much with this... I can't wait to show you more!
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... Can you program anything into it?
Any environment?
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(She's a little overwhelmed by this, unsure of where to start.) Maybe I can show you the Starblaster some time.
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And that does remind me! Would you like to see the Enterprise next?
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Computer, end program. (The dance studio disappears as abruptly as it arrived.) Show me the bridge of the Enterprise!
(This time, the computer responds not with a chirp, but with a very human-sounding voice:)
Please Specify Registry Number.
(Beverly laughs.) Oh! Right. Enterprise NCC-1701-D, please.
(This is apparently acceptable, as the holodeck changes once again, to the spacious bridge of the Beverly's Enterprise.)
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It's huge, (she says, stepping away from Beverly so she can poke about the place, inspecting curiously.)
Multiple people fly this? Where do you sit?
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She takes a deep breath to calm herself and points to the chair to the right of the captain's.]
If I'm on the bridge, usually I'm here. But I often serve a rotation in command as well.
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Fancy.
(Turning, she catches Beverly standing in the center of the room, her hand resting on the arm of the chair and her mood sobers a little in response. She gets it. As keen as she is to show Beverly the Starblaster, there's no way it won't end up eliciting a similar response. She comes back to stand with her, reaching to rest her hand on the small of her back.)
Right hand woman, huh? I wish I could see you in action some time, Beverly.
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(She takes a seat in the captain's chair and looks up at Lucretia.)
Not quite the same, is it?
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(Oh, she kinda likes Beverly looking up at her from the captain's chair though! Embarassing. She quickly asks,)
What kind of training simulation?
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(That checks out.)
We only had one captain, but he was sure to teach us all the emergency procedures and a bit of basic flight training, just to be safe. Do you know things like that? I suppose you have more room for back-up pilots than we did, though.
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(She grins, and turns to keep looking about the bridge. The back panels of touch screens around at the back aren't like anything she's seen before, and she's very curious about them.)
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Would you like to be my first officer?
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I think I would. Do I have to interview?
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I would have never suspected you of favouritism.
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