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Side Sim - The Long Awaited Dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Tandra Mika (Incoming Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim - The Long Awaited Dinner

Posted by Cadet Aili McMorran (Scientist) in Side Sim - The Long Awaited Dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Tandra Mika (Incoming Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim - The Long Awaited Dinner

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“Not the first thing you’d think of, huh? Well, that pine smell fits you perfectly,” Tandra said, grinning, lowering her voice. Her heart began beating faster as Aili drew nearer, her face turning red once again. But blushing didn’t matter much now, and she honestly wished she wasn’t such an easy blusher. Leaning in toward Aili, she whispered, “Not to mention I really like it.”

~ Cadet Tandra Mika, Doctor

Aili noticed Tandra’s obvious blush and thought it profoundly cute, the display of vulnerability bolstering her confidence in a roundabout manner. Her lips curling into an angular smirk, Aili leaned yet slightly further. “Oh? I’m glad. I hope you’ll be smelling it plenty.” Having delivered her line, Aili rapidly retreated, pushing her chair out and bringing herself to her feet. Smelling? That’s not a very attractive word! Oh well. The cadet pressed her hands together. “Would you like your appetiser?”, she passionately asked.

Cadet Aili McMorran - Science

Tandra grinned, thinking Oh, me too. “Oh, yeesss,” she replied. Honestly, at this point, she wasn’t sure if Aili were talking about the food or something else. Either way, Tandra was quite excited. Leaning back as Aili did, she sat back in her chair. Though her nerves had not calmed, Tandra felt the date was going pretty well. Certainly Aili seemed into it, and that was always good.

~ Cadet Tandra Mika, Doctor

Aili registered Tandra’s affirmation with a wide grin. As was typical for her, the cadet had prepared each aspect of the evening with meticulous detail. She was deeply reassured that Tandra, and Aili herself, seemed to be relaxing into the situation. Turning to the replicator, she addressed the machine. “Two small soup plates, warm.” The device powered up with a burr and with a flash of light, two deep plates appeared in its alcove. Aili transferred them to the work surface, setting them down side by side. “What’s your favourite food then Tandra?” she asked without looking back. “If I’d thought to ask you yesterday I could have been serving it up right now…” As she spoke, she spooned something out of one of the pots onto each plate before scattering the red and green ingredients which sat on a small chopping board over their tops.

Cadet Aili McMorran - Science

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