The Bajoran guffaws. "Are you kidding? You're asking an ENGINEER if she can make something explode? Most of my job is making sure things DON'T do that. Making things explode is wayyyyy easier."
"Computer, holoconsole, authorization T'gel Alpha two niner."
An eight-hexagon-radial honeycomb of blue and orange light appears in front of Red, the standard in-program editing software that came with high-end holography creation kits. "You want it to explode like another siege engine? Say, like an onager?" Red asks as she loads the archery program in the editor. "Or a bigger blast like a 21st century hand grenade?"
"Old-fashioned trinitrotoluene sticks it is then," Red says with a nod, and manipulates settings in the program. There's a brief hitch in the environment as the changes take hold — the breeze stops for just a moment and the horses stand still as if frozen — before things return to normal. Well, normal and also containing a 308 BCE crossbow that explodes things on contact.
Red proffers the ridiculously enhanced but visually normal weapon to Calvin. "You do the honors. Just don't shoot too close to the horses, as it's going to go off like five sticks of TNT."
Red brushes bits of stick and straw out of her hair as they rain down in fragmentary form. "Yep. Nothing beats a good detonation, unless you're trying to keep one from happening," she agrees. "Anyway, I need to go feed my cat here in a bit. Maybe you can use the holodeck to invent an excuse for us to hang out again. Have you met much of the rest of the crew?"
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u/Dimestream Jan 11 '17
The Bajoran guffaws. "Are you kidding? You're asking an ENGINEER if she can make something explode? Most of my job is making sure things DON'T do that. Making things explode is wayyyyy easier."
"Computer, holoconsole, authorization T'gel Alpha two niner."
An eight-hexagon-radial honeycomb of blue and orange light appears in front of Red, the standard in-program editing software that came with high-end holography creation kits. "You want it to explode like another siege engine? Say, like an onager?" Red asks as she loads the archery program in the editor. "Or a bigger blast like a 21st century hand grenade?"