USS Manhattan
Holodeck
Posted by Lieutenant Ben Hudson (Chief Medical Officer) in Holodeck
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Eilah Fayth (Chief of Security) in Holodeck
Posted by Lieutenant Ben Hudson (Chief Medical Officer) in Holodeck
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Ben strolled down the corridor toward the holodeck, having finished his shift for the day. Having managed to take a shower, he was now dressed in a clean set of uniform. He had wondered whether he should have dressed in civilian attire, but he still expected to do some security drills, even if he was sure that wasn’t the pretext that neither he nor Eilab had in mind.As he approaches the holodeck, the door hissed opened and Ben stepped inside.
Lt. Hudson
Chief Medical OfficerThe holodeck had been made into a large gym with weight, equipment, and most importantly, wrestling mats. It was well lit, but the lighting was soft, not bright white.
In the middle of the mats was Eilah, doing warm up exercises, and he was definitely not in uniform. Instead, he wore civilian active wear that was, well, very flattering. Tight fitting, but not enough to be tacky, and accentuating in flattering ways.
When he heard the door open, he stopped what he was doing, turned, and smiled. “Ben! You’re right on time.”
~ Fayth, COS
Ben smiled. Whilst he inwardly grimaced at being in uniform, he was secretly glad he had gone for uniform - he preferred his active wear more comfortable than flattering, and he pulled off the uniform looked well, or at least he thought.
“It is comfortable,” Eilah said, reading Ben’s thoughts with ease. He didn’t even particularly intend to, but that was the trouble with telepathy sometimes.
“I see you don’t skip leg day,” Ben said, with a chuckle as he his eyes darted over Eilah, admiring the view.
Lt. Hudson
Chief Medical OfficerEilah laughed and smiled. “Admire all you like, it’s a great ego boost,” he said and laughed again. “I wasn’t sure whether to go in uniform or not either,” he said, “but it really doesn’t matter either way.”
~ Fayth, COS
Ben grinned. “It’s going to take me a while to get used to you being able to rummage around in here,” he said, tapping his head.
Lt. Hudson
Chief Medical OfficerEilah smiled sheepishly, almost shyly. “Sorry. My abilities are pretty strong. It’s hard not to overhear.”
~ Fayth, COS
Ben nodded, realising that rummage was perhaps the wrong word.
“Don’t worry about it,” he said with a smile. “As for the uniform… well at least I know for next time to go for something casual.” He continued.
Lt. Hudson
Chief Medical OfficerEilah grinned that charming smile of his. “Well, honestly, you’d be equally charming in a dashing suit or a russet sack.” He said. He smiled, “So, let’s do your warm up stretches.”
~ Fayth, COS
Ben chuckled. “In that case, I’ll save some of my latinum and replicate a potato sack,” he said with a grin. “Probably less itchy than dress uniform too,” he continued, before placing a water bottle down on the ground.
“I’ll let you lead,” he said, standing opposite Eilah, waiting for him to start stretching.
Lt. Hudson
Chief Medical OfficerEilah led him through several stretches that worked multiple muscle groups. As he led him through, he’d gently correct Ben’s form.
~ Fayth, COS
“And there was me thinking I had impeccable form,” Ben said with a grin as Eilah repositioned him for the third time, before he stood up straight. “Ok, I think that’s pretty much every muscle stretched, plus a few others that I didn’t know about.”
Lt. Hudson
Chief Medical OfficerEilah laughed. “Well, you don’t want to be too sore, do you?” He asked softly. “Okay, show me what you already know.”
~ Fayth, COS
Ben suppressed a rude quip about being sore. “Honestly, I was never any good at combat lessons in the Academy; I’m more of a pen over a sword kind of guy,” he said with a grin. “So perhaps we should start from the beginning.”
Lt. Hudson
Chief Medical Officer
Eilah grinned a highly entertained grin. “Now, if you keep thinking like that, I might have expectations,” he said.
He showed Ben several basic positions, simple things like foot position, how to hold one’s body, with examples on how easy or hard it would be to knock him over… Which involved some pushing each other around.
~ Fayth, COS