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Side Sim - Relaxation and Exercise in the Holodeck

Posted Jan. 27, 2019, 11:48 a.m. by Ensign Kaia (Engineer) (Riley W)

Posted by Ensign Kavox Monsant (Science Officer) in Side Sim - Relaxation and Exercise in the Holodeck

Posted by Ensign Kaia (Engineer) in Side Sim - Relaxation and Exercise in the Holodeck

Posted by Ensign Kavox Monsant (Science Officer) in Side Sim - Relaxation and Exercise in the Holodeck
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Kaia, Eng.

Monsant gave off a hearty laugh. “Ahh, ok, I’m Ensign Kavox Monsant, science department. Oh, he never tried it again. Once Doc Carey found out why his leg was broken, he made the…” He paused just a moment. “.. well, he made the authorities yank the whole accursed thing out. He had to settle for torturing us in normal grav after that.”

-Ens Kavox Monsant

Kaia nodded slightly. “I’m glad I never had a teacher like that,” she muttered. She continued to jog. Her small figure seemed fairly suited to running, although perhaps not as much as that of a human. She stopped to take a breather, drinking a little more of her water.

Kaia, eng

Monsant gave a little shrug. “People who lived through the Occupation, they always seem to think those of us born afterwards are weak. They want struggling and suffering to be the defining characteristic of our entire species, just because it was the defining characteristic of their generation.” He shrugged again and took a long drink from his water bottle. “At least that’s what my dad says, and it made some sense to me.”

-Kavox Monsant

“Oh, you’re not human?” Kaia stared at him for several moments, trying to pick out the difference. When she couldn’t find it with her eyes, she stepped over to Monsant and took a deep breath through her nose, sniffing the air around him. “Ooh!” she exclaimed, jumping back again. The little two-foot tall ensign grinned slightly. “You’re from that Bajor planet, aren’t you? I’m so sorry,” she looked a little sheepish. “All you humanoid races look so similar to me…”

Ens. Kaia, Eng

OOC: it’s like that psychological phenomenon where people who you are familiar with are easier to tell apart.
- Miriam

Monsant blinked a couple times, then laughed heartily. “Oh… I’ve never been mistaken for -human- before,” he said, after getting his chuckles back under control. “Actually I’m from a planet called Edasich, but all four of my grandparents were born on Bajor, so close enough I suppose!”

-Ens Kavox Monsant

Kaia chuckled lightly. “Well, shall we continue this jog thing?” she suggested, and headed forwards. The field of grain transitioned back into a wooded path as the three joggers continued forward.

Kaia, eng

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Monsant wiped a bit of sweat from his brow as he continued down the path. Contemplatively, he glanced at the engineer. “So, tell me the truth, which odor gave it away? Was it the Hasparat I had for dinner last night?”

-Kavox Monsant

“No, it’s not the food you eat,” Kaia said with a small giggle. “Every species has a distinct odour to them, expressed through their sweat and the smell of their breath. It can be covered up a little by perfumes and things like that, but nothing can really get rid of the smell. My species has a much more sensitive sense of smell than most humanoid aliens out there, so I can smell all that stuff. Usually I filter it out, like how your ears filter out white noise, but I can focus on it if I want and determine the nature of what I’m smelling if I focus,” she explained.

Kaia, eng

Monsant considered this, a little contemplative. “I suppose that would make sense. The pheromones a Bajoran gives off are slightly different from those of a Human or a Vulcan, and of course the bacteria that live in my sweat glands are used to a certain pH and such that doesn’t quite match what a Klingon or a Tellarite would have… I wonder if its more the bacterial side or the pheremone side that you’re smell..ing… sorry, I think I geeked out for a second, didn’t I?” His grin turned a little sheepish. “I just never really considered it in those terms. I know scent is more important to some species than others, but as a primary source of species identification, that would be…”

He paused, eyes widening a little. “I wonder if you would be able to detect someone who was in disguise, say a Romulan posing as an Andorian or something. Surgery would fool my eyes, but not your nose perhaps?”

-Kavox Monsant, Sci

“It would be difficult to hide from me,” Kaia said with a grin. “I think that Romulans and Vulcans are annoyingly hard to tell apart, but other than that I can pretty easily identify any species by smell. Even animals have their own particular musks that I can identify if I know them fairly well - just like you have to know the difference between a Bajoran and a Human in order to identify them by sight.”

She stopped for water again. “Oof, I’ve been jogging for a while now. It’s a little harder for my little legs,” she admitted. “Do you mind if I change the program?”

Kaia, eng

“I don’t mind,” Monsant said. He was considering the idea of smell as a way to detect infiltrators still. He got as far as considering using a tricorder as a substitute for a nose before realizing how silly the idea was - a proper scan would reveal right away an infiltrator on a dozen other parameters, starting with the vital signs being radically different; body temperatures, respiration rates and volumes, vascular patterns. People didn’t just routinely scan each other to prove they were who they appeared to be on the short term, and invariably would get caught up by a long term one unless it was something like a Romulan posing as Vulcan, which scans could almost never separate anyway. So much for a brilliant invention!

He wiped his brow, and grabbed his own water bottle. “What next?”

-Kavox Monsant, Sci

“What’s your opinion on heights?” Kaia asked, casually leaning against a nearby tree and lifting her wrist to visual level. The small device that was strapped to her wrist was her current interface with the holodeck’s programming, so she could access the running program without getting the arch.

Kaia, eng

“Depends how high,” Monsant answered, a bit warily.

-Kavox “Phobia found” Monsant

“Just tree high,” she said with a small smile. “My people live in expansive tree-house networks, with bridges between them, linking them up and so forth. I was thinking of visiting the library,” she explained. “Don’t worry about things being too small, it’s all set up to support Laleri, who are bigger than your people.”

Kaia, Eng

“Trees. Trees should be alright,” Monsant allowed. Although, of course, trees could be fairly low, easily climbable things, or massive structures easily into the hundreds of meters, with occasional excursions to the thousand level in some places. He was working out the logistics of creatures larger than humanoids living in such areas, when he blanched just a little - the logistics of a giant getting into a tree meant the tree would have to be… sizable in the first place, right?

-Kavox Monsant

Kaia nodded and pressed a few places on her device, the landscape shifting a few moments later. Kaia and Kavox found themselves on a wide platform that appeared to be in the open air. The platform was made of slats of wood bolted together and treated with what looked like a light varnish. On one side of the platform was a massive tree-bark wall that stretched out for a while before curving. Above was the canopy of leaves, and to the other side was open air, about five meters away from where they stood. The platform was wide enough to host a two-lane road, plus sidewalks. Kavox would be able to see, in front of him, more of these gargantuan trees and platforms, with several levels of platforms above and below them. In each tree, there was no shortage of small holes that were windows and doors.

“The great Treetop City… what do you think?” Kaia asked, taking in a deep breath.

Kaia, Eng


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