Part of USS Valkyrie: Subspace Rhapsody

Morning Ride

Crew Quarters // Holodeck
Post Vahalla
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It had been a busy shift. Caela walked into the quarters she shared with her brother, spotting her custom hybrid bike. It was something the builders called a resto-mod. A tri-titanium framed bike, in a paperboy style, sat in the corner. The silver curved main tube had smaller runners on each side, something she had seen from historical records from the Twentieth Century.

Room-temperature superconducting motors sat in the center hub of each wheel. The drivetrain looked nearly conventional. However, the seal unit allowed the cycle to reach speeds that required nearly motorcycle-sized components for brakes, rims, and tires. The much fatter semi-commuter style tires had a pattern that could take street and dirt nearly equally.

A small display sat on the handlebars and could relay information to nearby devices. She hated the girls-styled models so this had the more aggressive men, though she had to swing her leg over. it was a small price to pay for more rigidity.

It had a power cell now, though she didn’t use it on the ship. It had taken her several arguments with her brother Riordan and a botched attempt at adding her own, to force him to comply.

Feeling the need, she changed into padded cycling shorts, a heavy-duty sports bra, and her paired sunglasses. The glasses had a Heads Up Display built in so that she could use everything hands-free. Tying her long copper hair into a pony-tailer, she added high-top sneakers and headed for the holodeck. Since it was getting late, the holodecks were starting to open.

Selecting a random wooded winded semi-paved greenway, it took Caela a moment to loosen up. Soon she had the tempo up where she wanted it, eighty RPM. It allowed her to work on her cardio and some strength training as the terrain changed uphill. Sweat started to build up on her skin, and she started to drain the first water bottle.

In the zone, she lost herself in the trip, and only realized how long she had been there when the door chime sounded.

Toweling off, she said, “Computer. Save performance data to my console and end the program.”

Walking out wheeling her bike next to her, she apologized to the waiting couple as she recovered her breathing. A long sonic shower later, she lay down and was fast asleep in minutes.