USS Manhattan
Tour of the Ship
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Tour of the Ship
Posted by Lieutenant Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Tour of the Ship
Posted by Lieutenant Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Tour of the Ship
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Hammor smiled and said “Lessons that could be applied to a great number of things, I think. Although I have never been really good and just sitting back and letting things go. Maybe I should try gardening, though. I already have the green thumbs.” The last bit was said with a laugh, as he knew the pun was terrible but too hard to resist.
Hammor, Ops Chief
She couldn’t help by snort with amusement and then shook her head. “I’m not a botanist at all, but I remember lots from growing up on Tracken. We had little in the way of extra resources and replicators were rarely used for food, so we grew, gathered and hunted what we ate.” Faye couldn’t help but be nostalgic for that time in her life. After all, it was before everything had turned upside and become a nightmare.
~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist
At that time, the chef came out bearing a large silver tray. On it sat a large, covered bowl with the handle of a ladle sticking out of it. Two smaller bowls sat on either side, and there was a loaf of dark bread and herb butter next to it. The aroma of the stew and the bread made Hammor’s stomach growl loudly, and the chef laughe das he set the tray down. “Let me know if you need another bowl.” he said with a wink at Hammor. As he left, Daggum looked at Faye and said “You mind if I serve while you slice us up some of the bread?” and he reached for the lid and removed it. Inside was a white and creamy chowder with bits and chunks of various vegetables and seafood in it. The aroma was heavenly.
Hammor, Ops Chief
“Sure,” Faye said, reaching for the knife with a slight gleam in her eyes. “Always got to like a person who knows I’m happy with a weapon in my hand.”
At that moment, Daggum’s comm badge chirped. =/\= Lieutenant Hammor. Please be advised you have pending orders. Report to the station Commanding Officer in four hours for emergency transfer. =/\= came the voice from the other end.
Hammor blinked while looking at Faye. After a few moments, a single yet colorful word escaped his lips and he started laughing. “You have to be kidding me…” he said.
Hammor, Ops Chief (Outgoing)
Lowering her hand, Faye set the serrated blade on the table. “Of course you do…” she muttered, looking positively displeased. Why it was striking her so hard, she normally wouldn’t have wanted to analyze, but she had her suspicions. “Well, good luck,” she said, not bothering to hide her displeasure as she gazed that the meal between them.
~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist
Daggum stood up and began to walk past her, but he stopped and laid a hand gently on her shoulder. “The galaxy isn’t that big. I’ll buy you a proper dinner next time. Maybe even call it a date. Deal?” he said. There was a tone in his words that said that while he was disappointed, he also meant and believed what he said.
Hammor, Ops Chief (Outgoing)