((Holosuite #2, Deck Five, USS Thor))
Fingers clutched tightly around the handle of the Bat’leth she’d pulled and she stood like a judgemental sentinel watching Rejac attempt to cook in her presence. Divya had the choice to ask for assistance from one of her old teammates and had chosen Saa, not as an assistant to cook, but as a weapon of sabotage against her current enemy. It was a tactical choice she’d expected from someone who’d once served as Security and Tactical Chief on the Astraeus.
As the Risa Deluxe three-ringed whisk sputtered and stalled, Sevantha felt she needed to do her job and needle the Klingon Captain, mutineer turned chef.
Saa: You’re gett-
He threw the tool across the stage. Scraps of tiny metal pieces, chipped plastics, and splats of batter decorating the floor. Far from a flattering display for one who carried themselves with honor and pride of a house.
Rejac: Not a word, soft one.
Tam: Oy, she is the toughest soft one you will ever meet!
Sevantha had never argued the idea that as a Betazoid, she was a soft-worlder, as Betazed had been a resource filled world that prioritized peace and comfort over war. The Dominion War had been the planet’s first real experience in modern history with conquerors. Their only natural predator on their world besides the demons told in stories of old were the time when Caitian’s still actively hunted them for their flesh.
She still had never braved looking up Caitian replicator recipes and what the exact ingredients for synthetic Betazoid flesh was, though, she was morbidly curious.
Saa: …And if there is doubt I am content to prove otherwise.
An indirect challenge was issued as her hand gripped the Bat’leth a little tighter. Usually, Sevantha was the individual who followed her medical oath: do no harm. Yet, this was a simulation, there was no harm in satisfying a duel within a simulation should it come down to it. Beyond simulations, she was more cautious, but she’d never stepped down from a challenge when it came to protecting her patients.
Rejac turned, his eyes narrowed, his hand went to grab a large blade from one of the drawers.
And then out went the lights.
Taj’el: I hope this is a good thing…
She couldn’t see the Vulcan officer, but it confirmed that they had been busy working on ways to liberate them from the overlapping program. Part of her was relieved, the part that served as the proctor to oversee Divya’s performance, as she found herself woefully inadequate to judge how the cooking competition would factor into it. At least she saw how tactically she had handled the situation.
Another part of her was disappointed she did not get the duel with the Klingon.
Tam: Taj'el, you did it! Great work.
Saa: I am glad our distraction served its purpose.
Flexing her fingers, she missed the weight of the Bat’leth, though it was far clunkier compared to the akai sticks she was most familiar with.
Tam: Computer, arch.
Annoyance touched her features as once again, nothing happened. She knew Engineering had expressed concerns about running all four simultaneously, however, Trake hadn’t believed it’d been an issue.
She quietly hoped the other ones had just a hint of strangeness in them.
Saa: And back to things not working…
Taj’el: Response
Tam: Alright, we need to find the problem before a new holoprogram starts. Check out the panel beside where the arch should be, and I will examine the box on the floor. ::glancing at Saa:: Maybe don't mention to Carras or Ral that I don’t know the name of the box control thing.
Turning to Divya, she lifted both hands in the air with palms out, a gesture of innocence. Neither Morro and Wyatt expected much better out of the Counselor, for very good reason.
Saa: I’ll take it out the airlock with me if you do the same.
Silently her eyes shifted to Taj’el in quiet assessment of if the Vulcan was going to keep the secret also.
Taj’el: Response
Tam: Umm, isn't there supposed to be a computer panel here instead of this?
She’d been grabbing her PADD when Tam made the observation. Her brow quizzically raised as instead of a control panel, Divya held up a thick cord that she was certain shouldn’t have been there. Before she could make a full assessment, Divya began pulling up panels, causing Sevantha to pause in consideration and look around. What was going on? She was far from an engineer and holodeck programming was even further off of her skillset.
Saa: …There should be…
Sevantha exhaled in frustration, her hands moving to sit on her hips as she looked down at her PADD. Was the holodeck still timing them?
Taj’el: Response
Saa: Last time I attempted any engineering it was a partially destroyed bridge and a medkit we stripped of all tech, and I ended up with a new body in the process.
Taj’el/Tam: Response
The wire ran nearly the entire length of the holodeck, it felt like it didn’t belong, which made Sevantha question whether or not someone had been modifying it under the radar. Panel by panel, another piece revealed itself, but before Divya got to the wall, the lights in the room started flickering again.
Out went the power.
Saa: Tam? Taj’el?
Taj’el/Tam: Response
She called out into the darkness, lifting her PADD to offer a little light to the area, before slowly the emergency lights of the bridge began to appear.
Computer: Loading…. Loading…. Loading…
A viewfinder appeared, the bridge of the USS Thor looked worse for wear. Sevantha slowly moved to the communications station again, still searching for the missing crewmates.
They were in the Badlands again, she recognized the storm from earlier, and in the distance once again she saw a ship. Were they finally back on track? Yet something felt different, the ship didn’t look like the Klingon bird-of-prey. Instead it looked like a Federation ship.
Tactical Hologram: Sir, we have reasons to believe we may have birds-of-prey nearby, cloaked…
Her eyes shifted to the Tactical holographic officer before Sevantha looked back to the screen. Activating the communications array, she stared at information gathered already by the ship.
Saa: …The USS Kobayashi Maru.
Well this certainly was a turn. And if Klingons were still factored in, she didn’t doubt Rejac still lurked nearby in the simulations. The large wire Sevantha noticed still remained exposed on the floor of the simulated bridge, which raised further questions, before ultimately she sighed. They still had command training to finish with Divya and this had just taken another very unpleasant spin.
Saa: The wire is still here.
Taj’el/Tam: Response
[[TBC]]