Posted by Ensign Clinton Reed (Engineer) in Holodeck 5, Tag Captain Holloway
Stores Grandfather didn’t trust replicators, and up untile his mother took over the Tortuga, they only had one on board and it was strictly rationed. So it is no surprise that the quick dinner he grabbed had been resequenced protein and vegetables.

Woofing it down, Stores rushed off to to meet Captain Holloway.

Stepping out of the turbo lift a few minuets later on Deck 16 the crono at the corner of his HUD shows the time to be 17:40 hrs. Damn Stores, calm yourself. This is training not a first date he thought as he stepped out and made his way down the haul to holodeck number five.

Twenty minutes later, Holloway showed up. This time wearing the fully black uniform of Starfleet Intelligence. and her fiery red hair tied neatly in the ballerina bun she always wore. It was 1800, not a second earlier or a second later. She smiled politely at Reed when she saw him waiting by the Holodeck.

“Been here for long?” She asked in way of conversation as she tapped the panel next to the Holodeck door.

Stepping away from the panel, Holloway turned to Reed. “I have been thinking about our conversation, and it occurred to me that what you might not need an ‘away mission training’ session. Not immediately, anyway. There’s no way you will get the hang of surviving planetside if you don’t familiarize yourself with what being planetside is like first.”

“The overwhelming majority of the students at Starfleet Academy, if not all of them, grew up on a planet. And even if they didn’t, just the fact that they are studying on a planet, sets their expectations. So I thought we could start where most of us started, and go from there.”

With a tap on the panel next to the Holodeck entrance, the doors opened. “After you.” Holloway smiled and she gestured to the open arch.

The arch opened up to a square bustling with activity. Groups of young men and women, wearing Starfleet cadet uniforms walked up and down the cement paths. Large extensions of green grass welcomed whoever wanted to lay down on them to study or to relax. In fact, many cadets were doing just that. On the right, a large modern white building obscured most of the view, and right ahead, the Golden Gate Bridge stood in all its glory. It was a beautiful day. The birds chirped, the sun shone bright in the sky, and there were no clouds to be seen.

Capt. Holloway, CIO