Beach - Main Sim (TAG Amber, Anderson, Kiernan, Lane, GM)

Posted Aug. 13, 2020, 9:14 p.m. by Lieutenant Amber Donnelly (Chief Medical Officer) (Melissa Aragon)

Posted by Gamemaster Janus (Gamemaster) in Beach - Main Sim (TAG Amber, Anderson, Kiernan, Lane, GM)

Posted by Lieutenant Amber Donnelly (Chief Medical Officer) in Beach - Main Sim (TAG Amber, Anderson, Kiernan, Lane, GM)


Arriving at the building that was made of concrete, the away team found a three story building, with the first floor what appeared to be a Japanese restaurant. The sign outside was in Japanese, that read: 異世界焼き鳥 (Isekai Yakatori) – the universal translator translated the text as “Different World Yakatori”

The building was styled Japanese, and stood out radically different from the rest of the buildings on the street. Additionally, the tricorder indicated the building was in slight dimensional flux.


Amber frowned at her translator, “Different World Yakatori. Yakatori may be a local phrase. But my guess is ‘different world’ may relate to the fact that with this place being slightly out of phase, we are in a different world to whomever this place belongs to. Question is, do we trust it enough not to phase out with us in it?” She glanced at that others. “Commander,” she nodded to the XO, “I think even if we choose to enter, it wouldn’t be wise for you to. You are too valuable to risk if we phase out. And someone would need to let the Asimov know what occurred.” She didn’t like the idea of anyone going in. But if they were, which, sadly, they needed to to get answers, the XO seemed to much at risk to take a chance.


OOC: FYI, Yakatori can mean “grilled chicken” but in most cases, the word is actually borrowed from Japanese which means basically a bar that serves grilled Japanese food and beer.

“Actually, Doctor, the tricorder readings show the door is a stable anchor in this universe – if I’m reading this correctly, the building is existing in both dimensions and/or universes at the same time,” said the NE. They saw patrons enter and exit the restaurant without any hesitation or any issues entering/leaving the restaurant. The doctor’s medical tricorder would show no abnormalities from entering and exiting the restaurant of the patrons and even the waitress who helped guests in and out. They called in the traditional Japanese greeting of welcome and thank you for those entering and exiting respectfully. The smell of freshly cooked Japanese food hung in the air and towards the away team. From the distance of the times the restaurant door that opened, they could see a cook in a modern 20th century restaurant – equipped with electricity and lights.


“If it exists in both places at once… we need to investigate. Your concerns are noted doctor, but astrophysics was my realm before command. I need to have a look for myself. Besides, the closer we get to familiar cultures, the less likely we are to create a problem.” Sara stepped in and glanced around, avoiding direct eye contact.

-Cmdr Sara Kiernan, XO

Amber nodded respectfully. “Of course. Just wanted to offer it up.” She laughed slightly knowing the woman wasn’t going to just cave and sit back. It wasn’t how you earned The Chair. But she had to have it on record. The reverse would have been true if she had been the one to be asked to remain outside.

Stepping in, Amber let her companions’ bodies hid her tricorder scans of the place.


As the away team entered the shop, the waitress greeted them. They could see it was modern, bright with electric lighting, and it had a L-shaped counter with seats lined up. There were various tables around the room, accommodating for parties of different sizes. In one of the corner of the room was a small Japanese shrink, with fresh offerings given. The chairs were all the same, made out of wood, with cushioned seating that seemed very much of 20th century style. The main chef worked behind the counter, with glass windows allowing customers to see the chef work. There was a grill with food already cooking on it: grilled chicken, beef, pork and vegetables on skewers. At the moment, the chef was unwrapping a package that was wrapped with a Japanese newspaper, and from what they could see – a date was on the newspaper: 2014/04/05. The newspaper looked somewhat new, but it was definitely aged by what it was protecting – a fish wrapped in plastic.

“Welcome!” said the waitress enthusiastically. “Party of 5?” she asked.

“Yes. Thank you.” Sara replied.

“Please, sit here,” said the waitress, as she offered a table with 5 seats. She brought over three light snack appetizers and placed them on the table, then she asked, “Would you like anything to drink?” True to Japanese fashion, she was super polite, and did not seem to be inclined to ask their business or ask them about their clothing.


“Tea.” Sara said with a gentle smile.

-Cmdr Sara Kiernan, XO

A second waitress brought over some hot green tea. The tea looked fresh and nothing like the replicated stuff. “The tea is complimentary service,” said the first waitress, as she put down the drink in front of Sara. “Anyone else would like something to drink?” asked the first waitress.


Amber glanced at the tea. “Tea for me as well…” she glanced around the table to see who else wanted a drink. As she did so, she settled into the seat she was offered, her tricorder shifting to her lap as if it was the only place to politely set it. In doing so, she scanned the tea and the room to be sure there was nothing in it that would be an issue for them.


Lillian sat quietly in the corner then the waitress offered tea
“yes pls I could go some tea” Lillian said as the Doctor scanned the room.
“do you think they know there between two worlds?” Lillian asked as the waitress seamed unaware of there place in this world

Lillian Anderson Security

“I’ll have a tea as well,” said the young NE.

The first waitress had left the table to make her rounds after Lane placed her drink order. The second waitress brought the tea immediately and placed it in front of the three people who ordered it and the drink that Lane ordered as well. They were left alone for awhile. The first waitress disappeared into the back after tending to the customers there.

“How could they not?” asked the NE.

It was 5 minutes later, the first waitress returned with some menus that apparently had been recently cleaned. “I am terribly sorry for the wait, but it has been awhile since we’ve used these particular menus.”

She handed over the 5 menus, which were written in English. “Thank you very much for dining with us. Please, take your time looking at the menus,” said the first waitress, “If you have any questions, my name is Masami Yasuda, I will be happy to answer them for you.”

“It’s in English?!” exclaimed the NE softly, after the waitress left, “These menus look old… and recently cleaned of dust. Sirs, I think she knows we’re different from her regular customers… Perhaps the polite thing to do is to order some food and see if the chef and Ms. Yasuda have time to speak with us.”


Amber nodded. “I agree. If they are aware, perhaps they have the technology to null the field around the ship, even temporarily, till we can get off the planet. Though I certainly wouldn’t bring that up right away. I don’t think it is a trap, but you never know. No point in giving away our vulnerability till we know if we can trust them or not.” She didn’t like the idea of ‘not’ trusting them. But it wasn’t just her she had to worry about. The entire crew, and their ship, were the main consideration.

“And I admit a bit of curiosity about the ‘in flux’ thing. If they are between worlds, is this the only world that can access this place. And if it isn’t, how will we be sure when we leave that we will return to the world we need to be on?” She voiced her largest concern and wondered if anyone else had given that particular thought a passing glance.


“Doctor, correct me if I’m wrong, but can you perform an RNA analysis with your medical tricorder to determine the quantum signature of the people here against us?” asked the NE, “I recall in my quantum mechanics class at the academy, parallel universes have different quantum signatures. What if this restaurant is Earth? The newspaper over there has the date of April 5th, 2014 – If it is any indication of technology sophistication, I doubt they have any technological means to assist us – other than perhaps securing a reliable source of food and information.”


Amber glanced down at her tricorder and turned it sideways to catch one of the waitresses passing by. “I can… give me a moment. And while it’s scanning, I actually think the fact that this place is showing as 2014 and they are aware of the fact we are not ‘locals’ might actually mean they are the only ones with the ability to help us. Surely there has to be a way to make them sit on a parallel universe version of an intersection.” Her back to the door, she glanced at the others. “Keep an eye on the door, if you can. See if there is any change in ‘outside’ as folks enter. May give us a clue how many places have access to this one.”

She glanced at the tricorder as it took the scans of those in the room. She scanned the waitress and another client sitting at the next table.


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