Posted by Lieutenant Commander Janusz Korczak (Counselor) in The Holodeck. Personal fitness program.

Posted by Cadet Catt Beñnet (Scientist) in The Holodeck. Personal fitness program.

Posted by Captain Felix Rhodes (Captain) in Side sim The Holodeck. Personal fitness program.
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The program set up she streached while she waited for her time to start. Once again getting strange looks from passing crew. That she pretended didn’t make her feel self concious. There was a chime the door to the holodeck slid open and Catt piroetted into the room. She had a hope that by dancing her way in she might distract whoever was inside from scolding her for being rude. Ballet wasn’t really something Caitzns had embraced. She had of course never been to Czit. And she had only a childs understanding that of her own species customs. A small cat dancing ballet cause the two men with tennis rackets to laugh rather than vacrate the holodeck. She did her best to ignore them as she danced. They just stood there the entire time as she danced watching her. It wasn’t exactly ballet as her movements were not scripted but rather she used ballet moves and poses to follow the music in her own interpretation.
She was young and limber, more flexable and more graceful than most humans but admittedly she was a four foot tall feline not a tall human woman and she suspected she looked rediculous.
It wasn’t till the music ended and she stopped dancing that she noticed she had not ordered the holodeck door to close. Some crew had stopped to watch and a small crowd vhad gathered. Her ears blushed bright pink and she slid into a curtsey to the audiance. And straightened up again. Wishing the audiance that had formed was not blocking the exit so she could flee. There was silence. For a full minute as the crowd absorbed the fact that the performance was over. Catt had never danced before an audiance so had no idea what to expect.

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences .

A slow clapping began from the back, just a single individual. Slowly, the gathered crew followed suit and began applauding. After a few moments they began to trickle away, going about their various routines and duties after the pause to see something not the norm, until just a single individual remained… the one that had apparently started the ripple effect of clapping.

The ship’s Counselor, Lieutenant Commander Korczak.

To say their previous engagement had not gone terribly smooth would have been an understatement. But yet here he stood, all unremarkable and plain figure that he was, with a slight smile on his face.

“Very impressive, Cadet. I was pleasantly surprised to see you in such a public display. But you are quite a good dancer, if I may so. Such movement and grace is not a strong point for me, but I do enjoy a well-done performance of the dancing art. Well done, indeed.” he said in a friendly tone, the slight smile not leaving his features.

Korczak, CNS

Catt watched the crowd disperse with relief. She had a warm glow in her heart from the applause. But she was still feeling shy. As the councelor stepped forward and spoke she closed the distance between them. “It wasn’t meant to be public. I have had some issues with people overstaying their holodeck time so I burst in when their time was up and started dancing. I expected them to leave actually and I forgot to shut the arch so....”, she had of course been studying the floor as she said this. But she looked up into his face as she finished. “Once I got to earth. I couldn’t trust anyone. To many years of fighting to eat. Fighting to avoid ending up as a meal. So. Fighting to survive in a slave pen. i am sorry I alarmed you. I don’t function as well as I wish when feeling trapped.”,
Catt said quietlly shyly.
“Dance was one of the exercises I took up to keep up my activity level. It allows me to relax and expend energy. Every movement is a phraise in a conversation of pure body language. Caitans are good at linguistics.”, she was aware she was again talking to much. What was it about the councellor that made her so on edge.
She smiled, and let pent up tension relax. “Arch close.” , she said and skipped away from him to dance a few movements. Faster more aggresive poses a cat on the hunt. The joy of success, the frenzy of hunger sated. It led into wariness the hunter hunted. Flight, fear and captivity. Desperation submission and dejection. Release. Gratitude , rejection. The poses became lost and Disconected but led into purpose renewed, hope and dedication. She stopped dancing then and panted. Holding the last pose for a half minute then curtseyed.

She was hot and sweaty now. And released excess heat by panting hard. She knew she had danced her life story for him. The universe was a sea of emotions for a Caitan. She hoped he understood. She hoped their common language was dance. Her childlike frame and lack of mane likely made the more adult themie of submission hard to understand. She was adult but she looked like a 12 year old. She started to plan out a dance that might explain that but it dawned on her that he might misinterpret that as a overature she easn’t prepared physically or mentally to allows to happen.

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences

OOC: Nice posting and characterization. A small piece of info is you don’t really need to have a thread title down as a side sim. In general anything that does not say ‘Main Sim’ or some kind of check-in is regarded as a side sim, so mostly we tend to prefer to keep the thread title to the ‘Location : Activity’ format, so your first post title was perfect.

-Dave

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OOC: Noted. I had thought to flag it such as it’s not temporally parallel to the away team main sim. But pointing that out was likely not required. This bump is to fix the title
And keep it current for thr CNS. Also practicing snipping.

Korczak watched intently as the Cadet danced, and when she was done, nodded in acknowledgement and understanding. “Your propensity for self-reflection during dance is quite impressive, Cadet. I would imagine the engagement of mind and body in such fashion to be at least somewhat cathartic. Is that the case?” he asked, but his tone was more of curiosity than of analysis. It was as if he had shut off being the Counselor and was now simply engaging her in conversation.

Korczak, CNS

Catt smiled and stepped near to him. “You need to smile more often. I couldn’t read your body language. It was driving me crazy.”, and she offered a hand to him. “If you ever need to interview another Caitan. They will try to interpret your body language as well as what you say. They can’t help it.”, she shifted her weight to one foot and sighed , “My own body language makes other Caitans uncomfortable as well. So I avoid them. But you don’t need to. You can just relax and everything is fine for you.”, and again bright eyed attentive ears and a sweet smile her tail lifted but still. She didn’t hold the pose long but giggled at herself. “Part of why I took up dance was to master using body language better. ” she admitted.

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences