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Mai had discovered the Sensorium earlier in the journey, but due to a variety of things (brain slug parasites chief among them) she'd never really had a chance to explore it properly. She'd dropped in, bored again. After all, exploring was something, wasn't it? And maybe she could find Zuko. Instead, the Sensorium had given her a replica of Ember Island. Devoid of people, but it was Ember Island on a summer's day. She was standing on the simulated beach, not quite sure what to think. For a brief moment, she'd thought she'd gone back home. Then she'd remembered that this place simulated things.

For the first time in her life, she actually missed her home and parents. They'd been strict, but they were still her parents. She sighed softly and then sat down, running fingers through the sand. Why did it feel so real?

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River turns toward the voice, and smiles just a little at the sunglasses and surfboard. "I wouldn't know for sure. This is a bit unfamiliar for me - every time I try to go to a beach, something goes wrong..." And she's never really tried surfing. She's not sure she'd want to attempt it for the first time on a holodeck on a ship she's not familiar with, either.

[grayaura.livejournal.com]

Mai raises a figure, looking rather nonplussed, "...surfing?"

[kindofscary.livejournal.com]

"How rude of me," he replies, "I should have brought the volleyball set. Tell you what, we'll take it in turns."

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"That's quite alright. I'm not so much in the mood for beach sports anyway." She's more in investigative mode just now, and while it's easily derailed for a little conversation... She still has things about this ship she'd like to figure out. Though the other passengers probably know more than she does, at the moment...

"How does this work?" she asks after a moment, glancing over to Mai. "This room? Is there a control panel, or...?"

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"Sorry. Last game I played, my friend ended up setting the net on fire," Mai's lips quirked upward slightly at the memory and she sighs. (Relatively) good times. When River addresses her, she shrugs.

"I have no idea," she glances around, "It just sort of... works."

[kindofscary.livejournal.com]

"Stacy is incredibly, irrefutably psychic. I would guess this deck uses that principle and let's it play havoc on our sense of perception."

There's that disarming grin again, "They were given the name 'sensorium' for a reason."