Posted by Cadet Matthew Riley (Scientist) in Dinner and Making Friends

Posted by Cadet Kyle Anders (Security Officer) in Dinner and Making Friends

Posted by Cadet Matthew Riley (Scientist) in Dinner and Making Friends
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Kyle gave a soft reminiscent laugh, “Lola and Riley. They were six months when I left for the Academy, they’ll probably be around a year and a half now. I’ll have to visit next time we head home. Ichabod… Ichabod, where have I heard that name before?”

-Cadet Kyle Anders: Security-

Riley’s eyes widened and he jerked his head back slightly. He slowly grinned, then turned to the server. “Could I get a flan, please?” then gestured for Anders to order if he wanted to.

As the server walked away, Riley continued. “Riley’s a good name,” he grinned. “And you must read old literature. There’s an old story from where my dad grew up called The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. The main character is Ichabod Crane.” He laughed. “It’s 600 years old.”

• Cadet Riley, Science

Kyle clicked his fingers, “Ah, that’s it. I knew I’d heard the name somewhere. And what a strange coincidence, surprised I didn’t notice before.”

-Cadet Kyle Anders: Security-

Riley thanked the server as they dropped off his flan, then spun the spoon on the table. “Yeah, it was a big deal in that area, and according to my dad was taught in schools.” He shrugged. “But again, it is 600 years old.”

He slipped his spoon into the custard, the texture of its resistance so familiar. He gathered some of the caramel on the scoop and then brought it to his mouth. His eyes closed. Delicious. Not quite the best I’ve had, but this is what I needed.

He sighed in satisfaction, and took another bite.

• Cadet Riley, Science

Another server appeared behind Kyle several seconds later with a small bowl of creme brulee (OOC: Pretend there’s an accented ‘e’ there somewhere xD) Using a spoon that had been placed on the tables by the servers, Anders cracked the top of the burnt sugar with the blunt end of the spoon. The sugar gave a soft, yet satisfying crack. Kyle never tasted anything so sweet. He wiped a small blob of the creamy custard from the corner of his mouth and lent back in relaxation.

-Cadet Kyle Anders: Security-