[ anyone visiting the holodeck today will find themselves stepping out of what should be the turbolift leading onto
the bridge of the
enterprise-e. they'll also find picard sitting in his chair,
the viewscreen blank, save the stars streaking across the screen, giving the illusion that the ship is at warp.
there's a padd in his hand that he's staring at intently. working? ...not really. anyone who gets a good look at the padd will see that he was reading through moby dick, the urge to reread the novel finally catching up with him after lily had so kindly compared his loathing of the borg to ahab's conquest of the white whale. ]