far-trader
SOC-14 10K
The door of the express shuttle opens and Sawter steps out, nearly walking right into the wall when the door to the Comms Center fails to open. Jeff does a double take and realizes the reason the door didn't open is because it's not there. Instead of a door directly opposite the shuttle there is just a blank wall. Confused he turns around as the shuttle closes and whisks off. The deck number on the wall beside the door reads 119-01 which would be... the forward obersavtion lounge?! About as far from the lower comms center as possible. So when the shuttle slowed, it must have been redirected and the displays fed false data. Curious, and disturbing. Almost as disturbing as that not too distant droning that has been in the background and he's just noticing consciously, coming from the lounge around the other side of the access core apparently.
Cautiously Jeff makes his way around and is confronted by a shocking scene of some strange ritual and what he hopes desperately is only a holo projection on the lounge viewports, because if that's what it looks like outside the ship in the midst of this jump we are screwed!
He can now hear voices and snippets of conversation from around the corner by the interdeck lifts as one of the lifts closes and departs. A conversation that seems to be leading to a rather one sided and messy confrontation. Cursing his apparent lack of sensibility for self preservation he begins quietly humming and walks around the corner with his hand comp held up at chest height and his eyes and fingers on it...
"Ah, there you are!" Looking at the group of passengers and glancing at his hand comp screen still held over his chest. Two males a few steps from the interdeck lifts who seem to be doing the talking and one female hanging back by the lift keeping the door open. Addressing the guards Jeff continues, "Sorry about that, part of my tour group went wandering, I'll take them now. A stewards work is never done right". He smiles and winks. Turning his back to the guards to usher the men towards the lift, herding them onward with his hand and the hand comp his face turns decidedly serious as he continues "Come along now, you're going to miss the opening of the dolphin show if we don't hurry, your friend will just have to catch the next show. Into the lift now." In big bold letters on the screen of the hand comp are two words and a single puctuation mark <DO IT!>
Cautiously Jeff makes his way around and is confronted by a shocking scene of some strange ritual and what he hopes desperately is only a holo projection on the lounge viewports, because if that's what it looks like outside the ship in the midst of this jump we are screwed!
He can now hear voices and snippets of conversation from around the corner by the interdeck lifts as one of the lifts closes and departs. A conversation that seems to be leading to a rather one sided and messy confrontation. Cursing his apparent lack of sensibility for self preservation he begins quietly humming and walks around the corner with his hand comp held up at chest height and his eyes and fingers on it...
"Ah, there you are!" Looking at the group of passengers and glancing at his hand comp screen still held over his chest. Two males a few steps from the interdeck lifts who seem to be doing the talking and one female hanging back by the lift keeping the door open. Addressing the guards Jeff continues, "Sorry about that, part of my tour group went wandering, I'll take them now. A stewards work is never done right". He smiles and winks. Turning his back to the guards to usher the men towards the lift, herding them onward with his hand and the hand comp his face turns decidedly serious as he continues "Come along now, you're going to miss the opening of the dolphin show if we don't hurry, your friend will just have to catch the next show. Into the lift now." In big bold letters on the screen of the hand comp are two words and a single puctuation mark <DO IT!>