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Welcome to the Illyria!
Now that you've all got your room assignments and communicators, it's time to explore this ship. Please check out the deck plans to figure out where you're going. You can read about some of the existing crew members you might run into here.
Even those of you who may feel right at home on a spaceship will find that the Illyria is definitely a bit... different. Mostly because she's kind of a wreck right now. Whatever it was that threw the ship all the way out here to wherever we are, it really did a number on the ship itself. There's a lot of damaged areas, and several of the ship's systems have been compromised. You'll find that the replicators don't always work right (I asked for hasperat and I got pok tar!?), the turbolifts are unusually persnickety (I said bridge, not engineering!), and the environmental controls in your quarters may not do as they're told (why is it snowing in Room 4J?). Several corridors are blocked by debris, and more often than not the lights are flickering if they're on at all.
So what will you do? Help clean up the mess in the hallways? Try some bizarre alien food in the mess hall? Try and infiltrate restricted areas to get a peek at the ship's systems? Feel free to make your own top level comment, and treat this as a big mingle. Get to know your new crewmates, explore your new home, make friends or enemies, and whatever you do, don't try the gagh. If you need the captain or the first officer, please let a mod know, but try and stick to threading with your fellow new recruits!
(Don't worry about the entry tags for the moment, they will be added shortly. Before we throw ourselves into missions on alien planets, we wanted everyone to have a chance to get to know one another, so please use this opening log as an opportunity to kick off some CR with crewmates and bunk buddies, and if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask a mod!)
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Once again, Yamato found herself flustered. "Ah, I'm sorry if you are not used to it. That is Ramune, a drink which is something like carbonated lemonade. It is uh...not from this ship's stores. I had it with me." Yamato smoothed the truth over a bit there-she had her own bottling plant of the stuff squirreled away inside her hull. But explaining the nature of how that worked was a lot of trouble.
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Especially with the malfunctioning replicators.
"In fact, this is some of the best food I've had in awhile. It definitely beats Neelix's cooking half the time." Let's not get started on Leola root stew.
She then peered curiously at the bottle again. Picking it up to look it over. "How are you supposed to open it?"
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"If this 'Neelix' shows up I would be willing to perhaps give him a few lessons. Though it may not count for much upon this ship, I am known for my hospitality, and my skills."
Yamato thought about demonstrating for a moment but then thought better of taking it from the woman. "You take the chopstick-or anything that will fit down the neck of the bottle really-and push the marble in to break the seal. It takes a bit of skill to drink it without the marble rolling back into the neck however. I apologize if that gives you any difficulty." Yamato offered a sheepish smile. "I am afraid that is the only kind of bottle it came in." Glass bottles and marbles. A design from the 19th century, no wonder the woman from the 24th was having trouble with it.
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She smiles though at the idea of giving Neelix lessons. He would probably be rather enthusiastic about that. Wanting to learn new cuisines and recipes to help the crew. He wasn't bad at cooking just... he didn't have much to work with and had different tastes. He really did try though.
Finishing the ice cream, B'Elanna put down the bowl and focused her attention on the bottle. Taking the chopstick, she prodded at the glass marble. She frowned as it didn't budge, and tried harder, eventually it came loose with a pop as the seal broke.
"Takes a little elbow grease," she says with a grin and takes a sip. Which is very brief as the marble gets in the way. Takes skill indeed.
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"There are a pair of flanges inside the neck that will hold the marble out of the way-you just need to turn it the right way." This time Yamato almost moved to turn the bottle, but hesitated at the last second.
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She doubted that even after the replicators were fixed, that they'd be able to rely on this as much as the crew was used to. If it was anything like with Voyager, they would have to conserve energy, and that meant replicator rations.
At the mention of the flanges, B'Elanna looks and turns the bottle the right way. "Oh, I see it." And takes another sip from it. Yep, that worked much better this time.
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Well, no need to burden B'Elanna with her concerns on that. She automatically put on a cheery face again, especially as she figured out the soda.
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She doesn't know how strong this girl is but... any help is appreciated really. It's hard to do clean up and do repairs at the same time.
Taking another sip from the bottle, this stuff was pretty good, she also started on another riceball. Yamato had gone to all this trouble and she didn't want to be rude and not finish what she had been brought. She could use a break anyway.
"So... Where did you say you were from?"
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Yamato blinked at the question and then chuckled a bit, demurely covering her smile. "I did not say, please excuse me. I am from Kure in the Hiroshima Prefecture of Japan. I moved around the whole Pacific for business though."
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"Japan? I've never been there."
She's visited several places on Earth. But Japan was certainly not one of them.
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"If you want to know more about it, I know a great deal myself. Elaborating on our culture or our beautiful landscapes would be a pleasure." She sounded like a tour guide or a hotel clerk, ready to make a suggestion for a would-be tourist.
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It was a curious question. She didn't really know much about ancient naval vessels, but that didn't mean she wasn't interested. Time travel is definitely weird though, and she's heard a lot about it from Starfleet history.
"Maybe another time, I do need to get back to work."
Which isn't a lie. She does have a lot to do, and taking this long of a break was an indulgence.
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"Ah-oh no, I do apologize, I didn't mean to distract you for too long..." And now she blushed, flustered and standing up much too quickly. Things had gone all pear shaped.
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When the girl got to her feet, looking all embarrassed, B'Elanna probably should have expected that.
"No, it's all right. ... Thank you again, for the meal. It was very thoughtful."
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In either case, she beat a hasty retreat, ponytail practically whipping as she moved.
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Shrugging a bit to herself, she just went back to work. A little more refreshed now thanks to Yamato.