Posted June 30, 2020, 11:36 a.m. by Ensign Ben Wilkinson (Security Officer) (David Stiles)
Posted by Gamemaster GM (Gamemaster) in After Mission Party
Posted by Ensign Ben Wilkinson (Security Officer) in After Mission Party
Posted by Gamemaster GM (Gamemaster) in After Mission Party
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As per Genesis Custom, All crew members are invited to an after sim mission celebration at 1900 hours.Marius as completely contrary to his nature was first to arrive, primarily because he had to do all of the programing. The Lu’au was consistent with a mission completion celebration as it was the Polynesian ritual celebrating an achievement or war victory.
The hologram came complete with an endless beach and dancing hula men and women in grass skirts, shirtless where appropriate proceeding though the routine tasks of a lu’au. Two were at the entrance, lei-ing people. Others were at the bar and serving drinks and food. Several were attending a kalua pig, others were at lomi salmon, poi, and haupia. For the vegetarians of even replicated food there were cooked and raw bananas, taro leaves in coconut milk, and other vegetable fare. The food wasn’t holographic but replicated and brought to the holodeck for service… same with the drinks.
There was a wooden floor pressed into the beach so people could join the dancers without getting holographic sand in their shoes as well as tents and beach chairs that looked out on the water as the sun slowly set over the horizon.
Marius
Ben’s relief was evident on his face. He finally didn’t have to cook this time. Granted, he loved cooking for the crew, however it was nice to just relax and enjoy the event. He started to wait outside by the doors for Tigress to show up.
Ben
Ben did not waght long Tigeress showed up a few minutes after he did. “ Hi Ben how are you” she said with a smile then leans in and kissed him on the cheek. She smiled then looked at the holdeck doors waiting for him to head in first.
Ensign TigeressThomas arrived not long after, wearing a red Hawaiian print shirt, khaki shorts and some flip flops. He had a pair of old aviator -style sunglasses tucked into the pocket of the shirt if needed.
Stepping into the holodeck, he accepted a lei from one of the hula girls and surveyed the scene for a moment before heading to the bar for a mai tai.
COS
Ben had been told there was a party going on and he was encouraged to attend. Entering the holodeck he saw that it was Lu’au themed. A girl came up and hung a lei around his neck, and handed him coconut shell with a small umbrella sticking out the top. He sniffed the drink and the odor of Kahlua and rum rose to his nostrils.
JSOA large man in a grass skirt was moving around with a tray of food. He approached Ben and asked, “Roast pork bruschetta?”
Kenson
Ben accepted a small portion of the roast pork. “Nice party. I’m Ben Wilkinson the new SO on board.” He balanced the pork and his drink with his left hand and arm, and held out his right hand.
“Pleased to meet you,” said the large man. Although he could touch the man, Ben realised that the man was part of the holodeck program.
GM
Ben had realized that the man was a simulation when he had felt no warmth in the hand that shook his. You really had to focus to tell the simulated people from the actual crew members, especially the way some of the crew were dressed.
JSO
Bowing slightly, the man moved away to offer the food to other guests.
GM
Ben felt slightly embarassed that he had not recognized the man as a simulation immediately, but they were so real it was hard to tell. Swallowing his slightly bruised pride, Ben headed for a larger group, who hopefully were the real thing.
JSO
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