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USS Ark Angel

Main Sim - Sall III - Surf's Up Team

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Izak Waryn (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim - Sall III - Surf’s Up Team

Posted by Gamemaster GM CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Sall III - Surf’s Up Team
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“Your sister sounds smart, it’s good to have career goals and all that but there’s so much more in the universe to take in and experience,” he opened one eye, squinting in the sun and looked up at Wyatt, “Trying is a good first step, and, for the record, I think coming down here to a random beach with the rest of us moves over into the success column.”

Lieutenant Commander Ezeami - COS

My sister is a genius,” he said, a small note of pride slipping into his voice despite how casually he tried to say it. “She became chief medical officer at twenty-five—top of her class, no surprise there.”

His gaze dropped to his feet, his toes digging deeper into the warm sand. He shifted slightly, letting it slip between his toes, the heat of it a strange contrast to what he was used to. The sun rested comfortably on his skin, warming his face in a way that felt almost unfamiliar.

He let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head a little. “Back home, there’d probably be five feet of snow on the ground right now,” he added, glancing up toward the endless stretch of ocean before him. The waves rolled in steadily, the sound rhythmic, almost calming.

“It’s kind of weird,” he admitted after a moment, his voice softer now. “Being on a beach… in weather like this.” He inhaled slowly, the salty air filling his lungs, so different from the crisp, biting cold he grew up with.

“But…” he continued, a faint smile forming as he leaned back slightly, letting his hands sink into the sand behind him, “it’s nice. Really nice.”

Ensign Wyatt Blackford Security Junior Officer U.S.S. Ark Angel

GM CockRoach

Izak laughed at the comment about barbecue. “Your Governor said the same thing about the bbq! We’ll all be there, and I’m really looking forward to it. We’ve got a few hours to go yet.”

He glanced around at the beach, ocean, and skyline. “Its really beautiful here… we really appreciate the invite and the chance experience it first hand.” He turned back to the man. “Please let us know if we get too rowdy and bother you… and we’ll be sure to to come over if we have any questions or need any help.”

Lt J.G. Izak Waryn - Chief Engineer - U.S.S. Ark Angel

he looks out at the ocean “beats the miles of corn fields back home that’s for sure.. smiles anyway did i hear something about food..cause i’m always up for food

Ensign Wyatt Blackford Security Junior Officer U.S.S. Ark Angel

Ollie smiled back as he glanced out at the ocean, feeling the sand between his toes, “It is really nice. I love it here. I mean, growing up in Hawai’i this was basically my life. Warmer of course, but amazing. Its in my blood.”

He inhaled deeply and then glanced back at Wyatt. “I’m excited for the food too. A real BBQ sounds amazing. Hopefully, we get a call soon to tell us where to show up.”

Lieutenant Commander Ezeami - COS

One of the colonists said before departing, “..Should be just after sundown in about 5 hours or so, main colony hub..” he said before waving and walking off.

GM CockRoach

“Yeah…” Izak said as his stomach growled. “I don’t know if I can go another 5 hours without food.”

Lt Waryn tapped his combadge. =/\=”Waryn to Boras. Any chance I can get you to replicate catering pack 12 and have NE Nibbles beam it down to my location?” Boras was an Arkarian Engineering Officer still on the ship.

Catering pack 12 contained a variety of small sandwiches from several federation cultures and a few beverage choices. It was designed to serve as a light meal that woukd appeal to a broad audience.

Boras replied, “I can do that, Sir. Its pretty slow up here. Do you need anything else?”

He glanced at the other officers on the beach. “Its R&R… should we get a case if bajoran ale or something?”

Lt J.G. Izak Waryn - Chief Engineer - U.S.S. Ark Angel

Ollie raised an eyebrow at Izak, “Do you have a stash of Bajoran ale up on the ship? Or are we talking about the synthetic, replicated stuff?”

It had been awhile since he had let himself party too hard, but the Chief Engineer did have a point, it was supposed to be R&R. Probably no harm in letting things get a little crazy as long as they didn’t show up to the BBQ later in any kind of embarrassing state.

Lieutenant Commander Ezeami - COS

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