3rd Contract [Wandering from room, holodeck, ten-forward, halls]

[magicsprice]

For the most part Gold has been keeping to his room, occasionally reading actual books, occasionally finally deigning to poke at the PADD to figure out how it worked and learning what he could from it. When he wasn't reading, he would spin on the wheel. Of course, the latter activity typically left him with a byproduct that he should perhaps looking into a means of using. Unfortunately, given the confined area and the lack of any obvious need of wealth, he was at a small loss at how to go about bartering the gold away.

When he wasn't in his room, he could likely be found either wandering the limited area of halls he was allowed to roam, debating on if he should even bother continuing the program he'd begun crafting within the Holodeck, or seated within Ten Forward (more for the chance to see his son, or failing that, to observe the 'natives', than any desire for other company).

During one of his trips to the lounge, he'd discovered what had first seemed to bear some relationship to a chess set. How one actually played on the strange board was something he was still working on fully figuring out. When he's not paying much mind to the crowd around him in the lounge, he's studying the set up and trying to figure out its rules and strategies. His first few attempts at actually playing versus the computer had ended in abject failure, perhaps if he had someone who knew the game to play against and question, he might actually learn how to at least give the damn computer a decent challenge the next time he bothered to play against it.


(ooc: feel free to talk with the man anywhere in the areas mentioned, just tell me where either in subject header or your tag!)

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[rhapsoidein]

They may not have been real, of that she knew, but they were at least real enough in the sense that they existed somewhere. Items like these were not created just out of one's imagination, after all.

"Ah, no," Genesis heard him from the back, her sensitive hearing allowing it, but she hadn't really expected a greeting. She hadn't been sure if he was part of the program or not, but she suspected not. "I was just... curious. Didn't expect to find a town when entering the holodeck. Homesick?"

[magicsprice]

"I imagine not....and yes." Perhaps it should come as no surprise the woman had figured out part of why he was here still tinkering with this program, instead of giving up on it.

It might not be real, but having the familiar walls, smells, and sights around him did help him behave himself when he had grown sick of the sight of the ship's halls and his own guest room. If not for the fact he had his doubts that the captain, crew or the rest of their guests would approve of his occupying the holodeck for days on end, it would be rather tempting to live once again in his house, real or not, and forgo returning to his guest room.

[rhapsoidein]

Well, she never saw him tinker with it. But it wasn't hard to figure out, either. It certainly felt real enough, but also awfully lonely. There was no one in the town and she had a feeling she knew why.

"It won't replace home," She murmured, fingers gliding over a few of the trinkets. "But it could help for a little while. I doubt the crew will like you occupying this for long, though. But I'm sure you can find a way to save the file for later use."

[magicsprice]

"It wont. The computer's magic might be capable of creating such real and solid illusions, but that is all they are." He'd been more invested in the program before he'd realized that there was no real way for him to recreate the people he'd wanted to place in this mock-up of Storybrooke.

Once he'd realized that the people created could never feel anything like the real thing then he'd gotten frustrated with it and he'd ceased to work on it as seriously as he had before.

"I know. I tend to only visit whenever I need a break from the world of our current hosts."