(OOC: Anyone wanna play?)

With only a few hours left before they got to the Paulson Nebula. Casela was in her office, a very slim tactical backpack open on her desk. She moved swiftly about her office moving things from where they were hidden and into the bag. She replicated a few things and put those into the bag as well. Despite the amount of things in the bag it was still slim and low profile. She locked the bag in a small locker in her office. She headed to the training holodeck on deck 29. She had to work out the nerves or she’d be pacing the bridge….waiting…for Leviathan to arrive at its destination. She had no idea who they would be sending to the Einstein. As CNS she would only be required to go on away missions for specific or extreme circumstances. But her status as a S31 operative and a member of RTF made her chances higher. So either way, on the bridge, assisting sickbay, or on a mandatory away team she’d be ready. But first to work out the tension.

Inside the holodeck, Casela locked the door. It was more a precaution to give her warning if someone came in than to keep them out. “Computer run Synthi-er training program Omega. If someone tries to access the holodeck change to program Alpha immediately.”

“Acknowledged, Begin program?”
Casela took a deep breath and nodded to herself. “Begin”

The scene came to life, and like always it gave her a sick feeling in her stomach. She knelt down and picked up the weapons pre-determined for this program. She slipped the combat jacket off and tossed it to the side. She slipped the fans into the back of her uniform, the garrote went into her sleeve, the kubatons went into small pockets at her waist. Several knives went into her boots, and another kubaton shaped metal cylinder went into a special loop on her right pant leg. And for this program two tonfas slipped criss-cross across her back.

Casela stepped past the archway and the music began. She always worked this program to music. No words or ambient sounds. Her memories provided that. This training program was made to take certain preprogrammed elements and randomize them. She never knew who or what would come first. She started walking, in normal situations she never, well usually never, just walked into a situation. It was all about subtlety, but this program was about releasing tension, and facing demons.

The first opponent appeared behind her. He was particularly vicious. She never got tired of killing him over and over on the holodeck. He grabbed her around the neck from behind. She tucked her chin, turning her head to the side slightly. She grabbed his wrist and forearm, torqued her hip, ducked and threw them both across the floor. The impact loosened his hold. A quick back elbow to his face and she was up on one knee and spinning around, the kubaton out and stabbing brutally down into the jugular.

Casela was up and moving again. This time she moved down between two buildings. The Dennis the Mennis twins. She backed up to the wall, cross stepping till she got to the first one, blocking and then sweeping his leg. She locked on and took him with her as she cross stepped back the other way. As the second punched, she used the other’s leg to block. A quick backhand and then a knee and the other was down. The tonfas slipped out, knocking them out cold and then returned. She moved on again.

Casela moved, flowed, from one place to the next. Each subsequent opponent dragged up demons that needed exercising. And then, the bigger badder ones appeared. Casela’s smile was demonic itself. The computer had chosen a linear progression this time. The next few would work up a sweat, then it would get hard.

Lt. Synthi-er, CNS/RTF