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USS Ogawa

Side Sim: The Science of Streching Legs

Posted by Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti (Engineer) in Side Sim: The Science of Streching Legs

Posted by Lieutenant Kusinut “Ember” Sutalo (Diplomatic Relations Officer) in Side Sim: The Science of Streching Legs

Posted by Ensign Echego Em’ujo (Educator) in Side Sim: The Science of Streching Legs
There was nothing harder than keeping the attention of teenagers. Sometimes, Echego wondered if it would be easier to herd cats than to deal another day with the rowdiness of fledgling adults. Others, she knew it would. Although vexing, she found the challenge stimulating. Each day was something new–usually a fresh retort or insult that left the Klingon two steps from strangling a child, but nonetheless new. Today, she was ahead of the game.

It was 0530 when the message would appear on her student’s educational PaDDs. She had intended it this way, knowing class would not begin for another two-and-a-half hours, which gave them adequate time to prepare for the day. Addressed to them, the message read:

Students,

**Class will take place in Holosuite 2 today, rather than our classroom. You will not require typical supplies. Instead, I have attached a list of items you will need for today’s activities. I expect to see you all dressed and fed at 0800 this morning. If you are inclined to skip breakfast this morning, I suggest you rethink that thought; you will need any energy you can muster. **

Ms. Echego.

Attached to the message was a list of items:

- Functional swimwear
- Running shoes
- Functional athletic clothing
- Water bottles and any additional exertion-related necessities (i.e. inhalers, etc.)

Snacks, lunch and water refills will be provided to you. As will all athletic equipment and additional supplies.

Today was going to be a different kind of session.

Echego, Teacher

OOC: If any of the crew or civilians would like to be involved, they are more than welcome to attend!
Fixing errors

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M’Nalie recieved an alert that a athletic event was going to be held on holodeck two. It did not specify what the activity would be or who would be attending but of interest was that it was being sponsoed by a Klingon. She had always wanted to wrestle a Klingon. She went through the equipment list. Replicated a one piece bathing suit that would do as athletic attire as well. Added a webb harness to carry 4 oversized canteens. Distributing the weight so that it did not bother her. Visions of a triathalon, or survival exercise danced in her head and she was so excited at the prospect she started purring. She arrived at the entry to holodeck 2, 10 minutes early. Logged her activity with engineering in case she was needed then paced impatiantly till others arrived. She had eaten yesterday so should not need to eat again for another two days so she did not bring more than 20 pounds of beef jerky as a snack. Earth produced many interesting flavors of jerky that she was eager to sample.

Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti. Engineer.

The message itself caused havoc in the Taylor quarters that morning.

“What the hell is functional athletic clothing, I mean and swimwear? What is wrong with his woman?” Cai complained loudly as he stormed around in his pyjamas.

Willow brought her spoonful of cereal to her mouth and didn’t look up from the Duty roster she was reviewing. “Uhh…I assume functional clothing for athletic activity. You have those, try something from the bag of fitness stuff and Tae-Kwon-do wear at the back of your wardrobe.”

“I’m not going. I’m not doing this…what if I couldn’t swim?”

“You can swim.” She replied casually ignoring his anger.

“Yeah! But that’s not the point Will.” He yelled and started listing all of the many reasons that organised sports and athletic pursuits were stupid. She let him rage and once he was done stood.

“You’re going, get dressed, don’t wear anything black in case you overheat, and lose the hood for once. Try shorts and if you have palpitations or feel faint let an adult know and go to sickbay.” She gathered her belongings and put the bowl into the replicator.

“I haven’t had an issue with my heart in three years.” He rolled his entire head at her.

“Well maybe this will be a good thing and you’ll enjoy yourself. Besides you wouldn’t want to be the only teenager in the ship not there…what if Sadee needs someone to be her buddy or something?”

The blue haired teen turned red and muttering under his breath things like “none of your business, stupid ship, idiots” went to get ready.

And so it was that at 7:55 Cai slouched up looking very much uncomfortable in a pair of black shorts and his trade mark purple hoodie. Apparently a sign of defiance. His ear buds still in his ears and a backpack over his shoulder. He didn’t look impressed.

Cai

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