Posted by Lieutenant Luke Wyatt (Chief of Security) in Officers Mess - Change of Scenery [Open]
Sitting at one of the tables in the officer’s mess Luke sipped at his iced Coffee, a drink which he found to be extremely rewarding since his academy days both for its caffinated properties and its taste, he never liked hot coffee either. Today Luke has sat alone, at least for now, he didn’t discourage company but he was working on the latest security reports both ones he needed to fill and ones that came in from Starfleet Security, he liked to keep up to date with the latest.

Though Luke had his own office he usually felt the need to roam the halls or just change his location, he found alongside the coffee that it kept him focused and stopped his mind from wandering into oblivion, if procrastination was a sport he’d be the Federations number one. The second reason he decided to come to the officer’s mess was that he was hungry, indicated by the rumbling stomach and again he could have just replicated something in his office, but who wanted to sit in an office all day?

• Lt Luke Wyatt, CoS

A bowl of something creamy, hot, and very aromatic was dropped in front of him; followed immediately by a small loaf of dark bread and a ramekin of butter. “You looked hungry, and I could hear your stomach all the way in the kitchen.

A Bajoran man stood next to the table. He wore blue jeans and a white chef’s coat that looked surprisingly clean and starched for someone working in the kitchen. On the left breast was a pocket, on which was embroidered ‘Executive Chef’ and a pair of crossed chef’s knives. “So whatcha workin’ on there, L-T?” he asked informally.

Harv