[Ten Forward] Release from Quarantine and Rooming Assignments

[ten_fwd_npcs]

Lieutenant Worf has gathered all of the new "guests" together in Ten Forward to instruct them on correct behavior and protocols now that they have been released from quarantine. He looks as happy and approachable as you might expect, which is to say he doesn't. It is his duty, and the captain's instructions, and so he will handle this riffraff the honorable way.

"The computer will instruct you on where all cleared-for-access decks are. You only have to ask where the area you are trying to get to is located, and it will give you clear directions. Do not visit any restricted areas. The bridge, engine rooms, transporter rooms, and all command centers are off-limits."

This is chased by a stern look to all the gathered guests.

"With that in mind, there are a few rules you must obey before I give you your new assignments. One, do not discharge any weapon while on the Enterprise. Two, do not assault any other passenger aboard in any way; that includes injury, death, or violating their personal rights. Three, do not tamper with the operational procedures of the ship. Four, do not steal items or technology from the ship. Five, do not interrupt any official areas of the ship without proper authorization, and do not invade the privacy of other guest or crew quarters.

"Copies of the Prime Directive will be made available to all of you, and placed in each room. As you are not Starfleet officers, you are not obligated to abide by this rule; however, it is important you understand why we do."

He takes a deep breath. Unless they show themselves to be undisciplined or unruly, it is the most he can do.

"Now, the rooms," he rumbles, reading aloud the list of quarters, their location, and the guests who will be sharing them.

Room # 0711 - Pyrrha and Trance Gemini
Room # 0712 - Caspian and Katherine Barlow
Room # 0713 - John Crichton and Eleanor Lamb
Room # 0714 - Butch Cassidy and Jack Twist
Room # 0715 - TWO SECURITY PERSONNEL
Room # 0716 - Shotaro and Amelia Pond
Room # 0717 - Loki and Sigyn
Room # 0718 - Zinda Blake and Natasha Romanoff
Room # 0719 - Stephanie Grace Rogers and Mireille
Room # 0720 - TWO SECURITY PERSONNEL
Room # 0721 - Lady Marian and Darcy Lewis
Room # 0722 - Ian Chesterton and Billy Cranston
Room # 0723 - Andros and Steve Rogers
Room # 0724 - Aeryn Sun and Booker DeWitt
Room # 0725 - TWO SECURITY PERSONNEL
Room # 0726 - Philip and Clint Barton
Room # 0727 - Sinthia Schmidt
Room # 0728 - Pavel Andreievich Chekov and Kate Newton
Room # 0729 - Leonard Horatio McCoy and Adam Park
Room # 0730 - TWO SECURITY PERSONNEL

"I will remain here to answer questions," Worf concludes. "And my team will be standing by to escort you where you need to be."

The list is also displayed on a PADD, where people can refer to it if they need to.


[ooc: This post is open for everyone to tag in and meet their new roommates and neighbors, "party post" style! Everyone should participate if and when they can, so they can get acquainted with who they will be rooming with for at least the next several months. Rooms are aligned the way they would be in a typical hotel: odd numbers on the left, even numbers on the right (so 0711 and 0713 will be next door neighbors, while 0712 is directly across the hall). There is an OOC post in the OOC comm where players can connect with questions and where we'll post more details about the rooms themselves, so check in over there! If you need to ask security questions, or need them to swing by another thread, just put "Security officer, please!" in the subject line of your tag, and the mods will send someone to you ASAP.]

Comments

[mirabile_mireille]

"I lived in Minnesota with my husband," she says. "He built a... a time device, and we were separated--he was sent to the end of the world, and I was sent back a hundred years to Texas, where a friend of mine lived. I'd wanted to visit her before, but I never could until then."

[abyssum_invocat]

"Do you want to go back to your husband?"

[mirabile_mireille]

"There's nothing I'd like more," she says quietly. "But he's--he's gone. He was killed."

Theoretically, if they were pulled aboard from different times, there stands a chance she could be put back into a different one, one where he's still alive. But she doesn't let herself think about that, so she doesn't get her hopes up.

"Mr. Parker says there's nothing to do but move forward."

[abyssum_invocat]

"I'm sorry," she says, and she does mean it, even if her inflection is off and she doesn't sound it. "I don't have a husband, but I think my father dies not very long after when I came here," Sinthia ventures, not sure of her timeline or of whether this is a thing normal people say.

"I talked to someone who knew about him. I think he kills him." Johann is not the type of man to surrender. Of that part, she's very sure. She just doesn't know what to make of the rest of it yet.

[mirabile_mireille]

"My husband used to talk about fate," she says. "Everything a person will ever do is written before that person is born, so he said--there are ways to escape fate, but it's not easy. There's only one blade that can cut those threads, and it's well-guarded."

He'd made it himself, in fact.

"We all meet our end sometime. I hope you have good memories of him to carry with you."

[abyssum_invocat]

"I don't know if they're good. We aren't very close," she says slowly. "I don't believe in fate. I don't think it applies to everyone."

[mirabile_mireille]

"I don't know if I believe in it either," she says. "At least for myself. I don't know whether I have a soul, and that seems to be a requirement for fate--when your soul is made, so's your fate."

She'd never had a voice, when Weyland was still around. She never had the chance to ask him about that.

[abyssum_invocat]

"I don't think that's true," she argues. "I was supposed to be a boy, but I'm not. So something went wrong."

[mirabile_mireille]

"How do you know, supposed to be a boy?" she asks. "Was it fated, or... seen for certain and then changed? I've heard that doctors can do that."

[abyssum_invocat]

"My father wanted me to be a boy. Why would I be something else?" she asks.

[mirabile_mireille]

"A person doesn't get to choose that," she says. "Without the changing sort of magic, or doctors, or something like that. I've wanted lots of things that turn out differently--that's just how the world is."

[abyssum_invocat]

"But he always gets what he wants." Always, as far as she knows.

[mirabile_mireille]

"My husband usually got what he wanted," she says. "But even he had things he could never get."

And now he's dead. Maybe it's better for a person not to get his way. Imposing one's will on the world just seems to lead to trouble.

[abyssum_invocat]

"I don't know if my father has anything he can't get," Sinthia murmurs. "I know he wants the war to end, but I...someone told me it does. But we lose."

[mirabile_mireille]

"Someone always has to lose."

She knows a bit about losing wars. And men being unable to accept that they lost, for that matter.

"I think you are what you're meant to be, and his will only goes so far."

[abyssum_invocat]

Sinthia sighs. "I don't know what I'm meant to be aside from what he wants," she say quietly.

[mirabile_mireille]

"But here you are," she says, gesturing around the room. "Here you are, and his plans probably didn't involve you being here, of all places. I doubt my husband's plans involved me being here. But here I am too."

[abyssum_invocat]

Sinthia sighs. "I'm off the map," she says. "I'm used to having another one to fill in places I don't know, but we're not even close to where I'm from. I don't know what to do now."

[mirabile_mireille]

"It starts with a step," she says. "You pick a direction, and you take a step. Then you take another. If you don't like where that path leads, you can change direction. All we can do is one step."