<strong>Lieutenant JG Davin (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329997.msg15798140#msg15798140)</strong><br/>Location:<strong>Holodeck, Turning It Off And Back On Again</strong><br/>Tagged Players:<strong>None… Yet.</strong><br/><hr/>Off-duty. That was what he was supposed to be, at least, before he got word that someone needed to recompile the holodeck safety subroutines. It was sure to take at least half an hour, but in spite of his grumbling Davin set about the task willingly enough. After all, the mess hall would still be there when he finished.<br/><br/>He raked his fingers through his dark hair between the points of his ears, sharp yellow eyes impatiently watching the progress bar ticking on across the screen of his tricorder. His preferred off-duty jacket, a dusty gray thing frayed at the edges by time and rough use, lay in a crumpled heap at his feet as his toes tapped out an impatient rhythm. Inside the holodeck the computer rendered a simple wireframe scene between two vague humanoid shapes, the figures approaching one another, reaching out, and shaking each other's hands.<em>Bw-eep!</em>First check successfully completed.<br/><br/>"One down, twenty five to go," he muttered to himself, not for the first time questioning the level of redundancy in the ship's systems. Resigning himself to the realities of Starfleet engineering doctrine he leaned back against the far side of the holodeck arch and let the progress bar tick down, and the test scenes within the holodeck grow slowly more complex.<br/>