A Ride on the M // WIZARD, W, ALL RIDERS, ASSEMBLE! // HOLODECK MOTORCYCLE COURSE OPEN!

[tanteiotaku]

Shotaro has been quite busy in the holodeck for the last week or two, and he was usually working on something on a PADD (though his typewriter was never far behind it). He had definitely been embracing the Enterprise's tech in a big way, only occasionally needing a bit of help from Philip. But, it was a delicate dance between figuring this system out and not giving Philip enough information for him to guess what was going on. He wanted to surprise him.

Finally, he had a finished product. And what a product it was. No one could ever mistake this for any kind of real place. From the entrance, one could see Fuuto Tower, a gigantic windmill turn in the distance, and the landscape is dotted with other Earth landmarks, as well as some from other worlds and places as found in the Enterprise databases. The lava plains of Vulcan, the Great Domes of Qu'nos, the cliffs of Undalar on Bajor, and dozens of other landscapes and locations from other worlds. Overall, it was quite the undertaking for someone that had never even left his hometown before. But, as fond as he was of his town, he was sure there were others that felt similarly.

However, that didn't yet address what his purpose in all this was. A large motorcycle course, with a few subdivisions for difficulty levels. The highest level course was both long and a little treacherous, with jumps, tight turns, and obstacles that come along with no warning like falling rocks and slick spots. He did leave all the safeguards on, so injury is unlikely. The lowest level course is a short and simple banked oval.

On the day he's ready to debut it, he's posted a couple of signs, in places like the halls of the guest quarters, next to the Ten Forward doors, under the console of the other holodecks. "Motorcycle Races! Holodeck 2! 5 pm!" Short and sweet.

On arrival, people are going to find Shotaro looking quite proud of himself, and a line of motorcycles of various types and sizes and a console set up so if someone doesn't see what they prefer they can generate it. From motocross bikes, to vintage World War 2 models, your classic chopper, and some sport bikes. There was also one or two from oher worlds that sounded cool. Each was poised with helmets and gloves perched on the seats. But off to one side was a particularly interesting matched pair.

Closed to Philip
He tended to drop in on Philip unannounced. He'd even started letting himself in like he lived there. Sorry Clint. "Hey, Partner. Time for you to find out what I've been doing." He was glad he had an opportunity to surprise him. As often as they shared consciousness at home, that would make it pretty difficult. Any secret from Philip had to be a secret from Shotaro too. But since they hadn't been Double in a while, that made it easier.

[OOC: Party post! Come one, come all, even newly apped characters! Because who needs timelines? Bring a friend or harass Shotaro. Put in your subject if you're open to everyone or if you want Shotaro :|b]

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[decideformyself]

Philip has a look of pure interest on his face as Steve says that. The holodeck really is something.

"Shotaro Hidari," he replies. "Are the two of you acquainted?"

[stark_spangled]

Steve's met a lot of different people since arriving here, but it is a closed system for all intents and purposes. He's probably run across Shotaro at one time or another.

"I don't think we are," he says, shaking his head slowly. The name at least doesn't sound familiar. "But he's here, too?"

[decideformyself]

"He is." Philip crouches beside the motorcycle he's currently investigating, to get a closer look at one of the tires. "Perhaps you have seen a man with an old-fashioned aesthetic, wearing a fedora and tie?"

[stark_spangled]

Steve pauses, one corner of his mouth twitching. 'Old-fashioned', right. A word he's heard a lot since coming out of the ice. He drops his chin with a soft laugh, shaking his head almost imperceptibly.

"Yeah, I definitely remember a fedora," he says. "I'll have to make a point of approaching him next time."

He watches Philip absently, smirk still tugging at his lips. "What do you think? Is she road worthy?"

[decideformyself]

"Oh, absolutely. Every machine here is in the utmost of condition. Shotaro wouldn't have programmed the simulation in any other way," he points out. "Have you ridden before, Steve Rogers?"

[stark_spangled]

"I didn't mean to impugn the skills of your partner," he says with a crooked smirk, quietly amused by Philip's answer. "Just Steve, please."

He pockets his hands, taking a breath as he looks at the motorcycle.

"Yeah," he says. "Yeah, I own a bike back home. And when I fought in the war, I used ones just like this one. I prefer them to cars, really. You obviously ride yourself."

He gestures to Philip, who still looks a little flushed from his ride.

[decideformyself]

Good, because only Philip is allowed to impugn Shotaro's skills.

He pushes his hair back out of his face and adjusts his clips. "I do, on occasion. We utilize a motorcycle as our primary source of transportation back home."

[stark_spangled]

"Yeah? Where is that?" Steve asks.

Riding in New York can be a lot easier than other means of transportation. The streets are usually crowded and cramped, but it gets hot, especially in the summer. It's not exactly like the freedom of a track or the open countryside.

[decideformyself]

"The city of Fuuto, in Japan." There's a certain fondness in his voice. He's really come to love that city.

[stark_spangled]

Steve catches that fondness, and his eyebrows go up a tic as his smile spreads.

"Japan is one place I've never been," he says carefully. "I'm from Brooklyn, myself. New York. I figure riding through the streets in Fuuto must get as crazy as it does in my city."

He takes a few steps to the right, stopping in front of a Harley. He eyes the bike for a few seconds before smiling at Philip and nodding towards it. "You mind if I...?"

[decideformyself]

"Oh, I'm sure it does." He's read about New York and knows that traffic can get rough there, but having to chase after Dopants and dodge explosions probably makes up for that.

He steps back and gestures to the bike as though to say, Be my guest.