Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in Side Sim: A Side of New Friends (Tag XO)

Posted by Civilian Bezre Myrh (Diplomatic Attaché) in Side Sim: A Side of New Friends (Tag XO)

Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in Side Sim:
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The Officer’s Mess appeared clean and quiet. Bezre Myrh stepped inside, pleased by how clean the room was. Not that they expected a dirty room but they were particular about cleanliness and could always tell when a room was in need of a good dusting. Their skin would itch and (depending upon the severity of dust) turn red. They approached the replicator, not really in the mood to explain their dietary restrictions to the chef. Oh, they should have Serras write an explanation and prepare a list of approved dishes for the chefs to put on file. Yes, that would be perfect. But for now. . . replicated soup to sip upon at a table by a viewport.

Bezre pulled back their protective veil from their face and began to take careful sips of what appeared to be a cloudy broth-based soup that smelled bitter and sour. It wasn’t really a soup to anyone’s tastes but it was the perfect home remedy for uneasy stomachs. Bezre has yet to adjust to the motion of the Manhattan. That was their life though. Always having to adjust to every new environment but it was a noble kind of suffering for the good work they do.

Bezre Myrh - Diplomatic Attaché

Sitting at a small table for two next to the view port at the back of the mess sat. Cmdr Mal’athar. Her silky black hair was expertly pulled into a neat low bun and her lime green skin shone beautifully against the red neck and grey shoulders of her command uniform. Even just sitting and eating toast she was elegant and attractive. Her electric blue eyes flicked up as the door opened and took note of the new Diplomatic Attaché entering.

“Good afternoon Bezre Myrh. Welcome to the Manhattan.”

Mal’athar, XO

Bezre glanced up as their name was called, and smiled. If their memory served them right, and the pips on the collar correct, then this was commander Mal’athar. Bezre carefully picked up their bowl of soup and joined the XO at her table, “Afternoon, commander. Thank you for the welcome, I am excited to be aboard a Starfleet vessel once again.” Bezre perched on the edge of her seat, perfectly balanced, “Especially one as magnificent as the Manhattan. I can not begin to express how excited I am to see a ship of this scale dedicated to research and exploration!” It was truly a blessing to see the evolution of ships across the past two centuries.

Bezre Myrh - Diplomatic Attaché

Shedda grinned, “I have followed the planning and construction of the Manhattan class since the idea was first developed. I knew I would serve on one of them. A science vessel like this is a dream posting for a scientist. I just never expected to be first officer of the class’s primary ship.” Shedda set a hand to the bulkhead, “She is a magnificent ship.” She picked up her decaf coffee and took a sip, “How are you settling in?”

Mal’athar, XO

Bezre nodded along. Harian Myrh loved to stay up to date with exciting and new ship specs. Especially anything that went fast. A regular speed demon that one but a ship did not need to be fast to catch his eye. He would have been delighted by the Manhattan. They hummed in agreement. Though Bezre was no scientist, they understood the potential of the ship and the resources it carried and made readily available. “Quite well. My rooms were adjusted to my exact specifications. Serras called my accommodations ‘excessive’ and ‘picky’ but he thinks requesting any kind of accommodations as a sign of ‘weakness’.” They delicately sipped soup from their spoon, “How long have you and the captain worked together?”

Bezre Myrh - Diplomatic Attaché