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Side Sim: Relaxing on the Holodeck

Posted Feb. 19, 2020, 2:31 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Achilleas Petrakos (Scientist) (Matt Evans)

Posted by Lieutenant Anastasia Darren (Chief of Psychiatry) in Side Sim: Relaxing on the Holodeck
Another shift completed, Ana made her way from her office to her quarters in desperate need of some quiet, alone time. She had ensured one of the Ogawa’s holodecks would be available to her and so she planned to make good use of it just as soon as she could change.

Beelining directly into her bedroom space, she sat on her bed to unzip the black boots she wore. Pulling them off one by one, she set them at the end of her bed, straightening them to be perfectly parallel to one another. She lifted her hips just enough to push down her uniform trousers, removing them one leg at a time and then carefully folding them into a tidy square. Her uniform tunic and undershirt quickly followed, joining the pants in their small pile. She darted over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of soft black leggings and an oversized, cowl-neck gray wool sweater, tugging them both on as the excitement of her time on the holodeck increased. A pair of fuzzy gray socks and then purple slippers later, she made sure her comm badge was securely pinned in place in the event one of her patients needed her and left her quarters. She forced herself to slow her eager gait to a simple fast walk as she made her way to the holodeck.

Once there, she calmly ordered, “program Darren Alpha Six” and barely waited for an acknowledgement before stepping through the holodeck doors, forgetting to lock the holodeck to herself for the time being. As the doors slid shut behind her, she immediately closed her eyes and took a slow, deep, measured breath. The programmer had done a fantastic job of perfecting the slight dusty odor of a bookstore and she could feel the tension slowly melting from her shoulders as they relaxed downward. She focused on the feeling of her fingers brushing the softness of her sweater, the grounding of her slippered feet against the holodeck floor, the utter silence…

In an almost hypnotic fashion, she slowly opened her eyes to take in the orderly rows of books, comfortable seating areas, and welcoming fireplace installed in a wall of the homey store. There was no one else present, another perk of the holodeck where she didn’t have to be concerned with being interrupted by a talkative patron or a salesperson. Her pace slowed considerably, she made her way to a large table in the center of the room with stacks of books on it and a handwritten sign signifying “NEW RELEASES.” She methodically picked up each book, gently and carefully paging through them before returning them back to their precise place on the table. This went on through several books until one with a classically handsome shirtless man and well-endowed princess piqued her interest and she carefully carried her treasure to a nearby seating area by the fire. Her back to the entrance to the bookstore (and holodeck), she went to kick off her slippers and then shared a smile with herself as she collected them from where they landed and tucked them neatly under her chair. Her legs tucked up underneath her as she curled in the oversized seating location and she opened the book carefully to the first page, sinking into a world of fantasy, castles, princes, and princesses as she devoured the pages in front of her.

Darren, CoP

Achilleas was walking down the corridor holding a large tripod in one hand and the long body of a telescope in another, while a large wicker basket was hung on the crook of his arm. He was excited as this was his first real break after coming aboard. So many scientific equipment recalibrations, orientations, psych evals, DH and CO meetings. It was nice to finally get a chance to breathe and enjoy some down time. He was in a hurry but was being careful not to jar anything. This equipment was ancient and held great sentimental value to him.

The computer directed Achilleas to the nearest holodeck from his quarters, but curiously not the nearest available one. He absentmindedly didn’t even think to check before entering, not realizing a program was already running before he was seven steps inside and then froze into place. The doors closed behind him and vanished from sight. He was immediately entranced by the sight and smells pervading this homey looking store. Noticing a table near the entrance, he moved to it to set down the stuff in his hands while being extra careful with the telescope.

His hands free and his curious mind spinning with fascination, Achilleas begins slowly moving down the rows of books and felt the spines with his fingertips. He saw books by Jules Verne, Arthur C Clark, Hemingway, David Brin, Isaac Asimov and many others. This was a treasure trove of stories and epic tales he thought to himself. He slipped a book off of the shelf but unwittingly toppled over three others which sent them crashing to the floor.

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