Posted by Ensign Simon Starr (Security JO) in 17/18 Forward-Lunch Break

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jasmijn DeVries (XO) in 17/18 Forward-Lunch Break

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tenzing Trainor (Chief Operations Officer) in 17/18 Forward-Lunch Break
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After leaving the mission briefing, Tenzing took a detour to the ship’s lounge area. The Operations Chief wasn’t particularly hungry but felt the need to scarf something down since his day was going to extremely long. Taking a seat at one of the tables near the galley Tenzing pulled up the menu to see what he could possibly be interested in eating.

LtCmdr. Trainor
Operations

“Find anything that piques your interest, Commander?” A gentle voice cut through the silence as a young waitress approached him. She wore a genial smile matching the apparent friendliness in her eyes, but it wasn’t difficult to tell that it was, in part, a facade.

17/18 Forward Waitress

“I’ve been on the Ark Angel for nearly two years now....” Tenzing stated as he set the menu down on the table and looked up at the waitress. “.... and I’ve only been in the lounge a few times…” It wasn’t that the Lieutenant Commander was anti-social, he just didn’t have the drive to sit in a public place to eat. Taking another glance at the menu, the Operations Chief placed it to the side.

“Surely someone of your..prestige..has better things to do than sit around, frolicking with the rest of the crew.” She shrugged it off, figuring Trainor simply wasn’t the socialite type. Although she’d met several through her time waitressing at various Forwards, the Ark Angel did not seem to bear many. “I cannot blame you, really.”

“I’ll take a grilled cheese and iced tea.” He stated.

Trainor

“What kind of cheese would you like?” She asked. Rather than to assume and return with an inedible sandwich, she decided to pester him with the question. “Sweetened or unsweetened tea?”

Waitress

Tenzing didn’t think this far ahead. He had always told his mother he wanted a grilled cheese and one was made for him, Trainor never asked with what. Taking another quick gaze at the menu, Tenzing returned his attention back to the waitress.

“Yellow American please.” The Lieutenant Commander said, “… and the tea can be sweet.”

Trainor

“One grilled cheese with American and a sweet iced tea..coming right up!” She threw him a smile, this time genuine. “That’ll be just a few minutes, sir.”

Waving, she turned to head towards the next person. Aside from an older, spiffy man tending bar, she was the only server that evening.

Still a little sweaty from his workout with the chief, Simon takes a seat in 17/18 forward. He relaxes as he lets his muscles appreciate the sitting down, after the run he did this morning. He had to admit, it felt good to take the weight of his feet, even if it was for a brief time before his shift started. He wanted to get showered up before he began his shift, but he knew he could squeeze in a bit of time to at least get something to eat.

Ensign Simon Starr, Security

“Hiya!” The waitress approached star, gesturing to the emptiness that occupied the table before him. “What would you like to eat?” She asked, hoping to make this quick so she didn’t keep either men from shift.

Waitress

“Hi, I’ll get a shepherds pie with Parmesan cheese sprinkled on top, if that’s available,” Starr responded with a smile. “And a orange juice, with ice,” he added as he wiped some sweat of his brow from the run with the security chief he had just arrived from. He looked around to see who else was currently here, and noticed that the Chief of Operations was also present, but their duties hadn’t crossed paths yet, and knew the chief would probably be arriving soon. It was her idea to get something to eat, after all, so he decided to wait and see if Devlin arrived before introducing himself.

Ensign Simon Starr, Security

Allison slid in beside Starr just as he was completing his order, having had to deal with a quick comm call on the trip from the Holodeck to the lounge. She arrived in time to hear his order and, without being asked by the waitress, added in, “I’ll have that too, but with an iced coffee, cream only.” Blowing sweaty hair out of her eyes, she smiled at Starr and shook her head in a playful manner. “This whole Chief of Security gig never stops,” she commented with a laugh.

Lieut (j.g.) Devlin, COS