Posted by Ensign Viyara Nazeen (Scientist) in Holodeck- Cryptic Messages
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (CNS) in Holodeck- Cryptic Messages
“They don’t bother me,” Janna said with a smile. She pushed her chair back as she got up and gestured for Viyara to take the lead “After you.”
“Okay,” Viyara replied as she rose to her feet. Without bothering to put on shoes, she left her quarters and led the way towards the nearest holodeck.
Outside one the holodecks, Janna turned to Nazeen. “Okay, your choice of program, but it should be something we can sit and chat.” She had her reasons for that caveat, and other than that it was the other woman’s choice.
~Janna Kingston, CNS
“That’s no problem,” Viyara replied before addressing the computer. =/\=Computer, start Climbing Program Nazeen 3 =/\= With a glance towards Janna she added, “I promise we can sit. No climbing necessary.” Without another word she stepped forward and entered the holodeck.
The two women now found themselves on a rocky ledge looking down into a canyon with a river running through it. The sun was shining and a soft breeze was blowing, making the temperature and air very pleasant. They were the only people and there was ample space for both of them to sit as close to or as far from the edge as they wanted to. Taking several steps forward till she was at the very edge, Viyara spread her arms wide and just stood there for a moment and took several deep breaths.
As much as Janna was taking in the extraordinary scenery, she was more importantly watching how Nazeen interacted with the program she had chosen. There was a fearlessness present that made her smile and she knew if she could channel even just a small amount of it towards the difficult things Viyara had been avoiding (likely for a long time), then she felt confident they could accomplish something here that Viyara could feel proud.
When she finally turned around again, some of the tension seemed to have left her body and Viyara seemed slightly more at ease. As protected as she usually felt in her quarters, this was a place where she felt free and thus safe in a different sort of way.
OOC: Once again she is running her program of Trolltunga: https://trolltunga.com
~Ensign Nazeen, Scientist
Janna smiled at her. “Computer generate two soft flannel blankets.” A chirp and a shimmer and two folded blankets came to rest on the rock surface. Unfolding one with a snap of her wrists, Janna sat down cross-legged. “Tell me what you felt just then,” she said. “I can see it, but I want you to name it.”
~Janna Kingston, CNS
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