USS Memorial
Exercise.
Posted by Ensign Tane TeWhiti (Scientist) in Exercise.
Posted by Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. (Security) in Exercise.
Posted by Ensign Tane TeWhiti (Scientist) in Exercise.
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Zoz floated a into the gym and looked about. Most of the exercise equipment was designed for humanoids, ok all of the equipment was designed for humanoids so finding a way to get in cardio when you were a 4 foot long floating squid was going to require inventive solutions. Zoz started by collecting 20 hand weights and liftiting the one on each finger cluster and lift. S/he dipped lower as s/he lifted all 20 tenticles. S/he braced herself and tried holding her/m body in place as s/he lifted. Better but s/he skidded sideways at the same time. Ugh! This was turning out to be as much a mental excercize as a physical one. S/he started alternating every other tenticle curling half up as she curled the other half down. S/he held in place but took on a bit of a spin as she continued the exercises. After ten minutes of continuing the excercise she had developed a fairly rapid spin, was alternating tenticles so that half were going up while half were decending and half of each subgroup were curling in while the other half curled out. S/he was dripping sweat and was bobbing up and down two feet at a time. S/he had drawn a audiance but many had left as her motions caused them motion sickness. S/he stopped worn out when a weight dropped from one of her/m finger clusters. She settled low enough to let the weights rest on the floor and used the weights to cease the spinning. Picking up the dropped weight s/he floated over and placed the weights on a rack and found a corner to hover in till her/m heart and breathing calmed to normal.Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. Security.
OOC: Mind if Tane jumps in?
~ Cass
Ooc Please do.
IC: Tane had stepped in while Zoz had been working out, since returning from the away mission he had decided he was going to get more fit. His large size was only going to get him so far on dangerous missions, before he would need to have some form of fitness behind him. Since graduating, he had admittingly become more lazy and had let his physic go a little when he no longer had to have regular fitness tests. It had become all to obvious when he hadn’t been able to do anything when either the doctor or XO were targeted or the ship was blown up.
He wanted to become more fit. He really did. But Zoz’s actions were so mesmorizing in a nausiating, hypnotising way, that Tane found his feet firmly rooted to the ground in the middle of the crowd that had gathered to watch the exotic alien train. When Zoz stopped, it was like a rubber band had been snapped, and TeWhiti felt like he could move again without worrying he was going to get dizzy again. When his first step proved that he wasn’t going to do anything embarrasing like stumble, Tane lumbered over to the alien, and held out his un touched drink bottle as an offering. Given he hadn’t done any excercise and after watching that, didn’t feel like he was going to, he felt that Zoz had earned it more than he had. “You look like you need this,” the big man said graciously, as he offered the water, “That was an impressive work out. I’ve never seen anything like it!”
Ens. TeWhiti, Sci
Zoz accepted the water bottle and pulled a straw out of the pouch s/he wore it was part of the belt that held the kilt onto her/m.”Thank you. I am Zoz-Eki-Ion. We have not met before. I am new to this vessel so unknown to most of the crew.”, and s/he offered a tenticle in the human hand grasp custom.
Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. Security.
“Nice to meet ya Zoz-Eki-lon,” Tane grinned in his good natured manner and grasped Zoz’s tenticle firmly in his hand, “I’m Tane, welcome aboard.”
“If you don’t mind my asking, where exactly are you from? I have never seen the likes of you before?” He grinned, unable to resist his curiosity but he would understand if Zoz didn’t want to respond
Ens. TeWhiti, Sci
Zoz-Eki-Ion sipped some water that is s/he passed the bottle and the straw under it’s kilt and brought it back partially emptied.. “The exact coordinates would be hard to calculate given we were in transit at the time. It would be accurate to say That like most Argozonites I was born within the homeship of my colony grouping. I can percieve no reason such a question might be objectionable. Why do you ask if I would mind?”, Zoz asked in a bemused tone.
Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. Security.
Tane shifted his eyes uncomfortably as Zoz passed everything under the kilt, feeling somewhat perverted for watching, but also incredibly curious as to how Argozonites functioned.”Some folks are…sensitive when talking about their whanau (family/tribe).” Tane said, shrugging, “They think it’s nosey, especially if they get asked all the time. Other folks just don’t like their roots and don’t want to talk about them. I don’t get that. I love my family, and my home. It’s all part of what makes me who I am.”
Ens. TeWhiti, Sci
Zoz blinked then rotated 45 degrees so as to look at Tane with two eyes. “We are Nomadic for the most part. Care for the young is the responcability of all adult membership in the ship. My Species also have in system habitats. The populations of the habitats tends to be transitory as we excange members whenever we visit. This ensures a healthier genepool. As is typical I transfered to a habitat for education till maturity then traveled on several ships till I arrived at a habitat within the Federation sphere of influence. Thus to my species Family is everyone who coinhabits the ship or habitat we are presently part of.”, s/he said not noticing Tane’s discomfort as s/he had ingested the liquid.
Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. Security.
“So we’re family, provided we remain coinhabiting the same ship?” Tane’s voice raised with infliction at the end as he affirmed his understanding of Zoz’s culture.
“Traditionally, for my species family is related through blood. But some ancient civilisations survived in a similar manner to what you’ve described. It’s one of the policys in StarFleet that I’ve always liked; how they encourage you to bond with the other members on a Starship, and re-embrace the concept that anyone can be family. Makes it easier to be away from those I care about back home.”
Ens. TeWhiti, Sci
Zoz blinked. Humanoids as members of her/m assembly was a new idea. It dawned on her that thinking of segregating society by body type wasn’t something s/he had even cociously considered. She made some tenticle motions that to another of her species would indicate formation of a new concept. It was about as excited a state as a Argozonian could manifest. Zoz realised that The Ensign was unlikely to understand that new ideas and concepts were the ultimate joy in a Argozonites existance. S/he had seem humanoids engage in enthusiasticr displays unrelated to reproduction. But the same displays were used as a prelude to reproduction as well. S/he had so far too insignificant a sample to comprehend the difference. In any case s/he was not seeking that manner of relationship. This led her/m into a quandry state of thinking . Act or don’t act upon a incomplete comprehension of information in hopes of getting a better grasp of the cultural paradynes involved. Life is dull without risk.
Zoz made a happy sounding cooing noise s/he had heard a female humanoid make just before engaging in the social touching ritual known as hugging. It’s exact significance eluded her but s/he was mimicing a foreign behavior so wanted to get the form exactly right. She then enthusiastically lunged at TeWhiti and would envelop him in her tenticles unless he avoided her/m. S/he would if he did not resist then hold TeWhite a uncomfortably long time before releasing him. S/he spoke às s/he did this.
“It is with relief that I accept the concept paradym of crew as family/assembly as I have been feeling a sence of isolation and unease of being over being the only Argozonite. On this home/ship.”, and she clicked several times as the boneplates in her/m mouth did what passed for a smile. Of course this went unseen as her mouth and nose ring were covered by her kilt.
Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. Security.