USS Memorial
Starbase 243- Lounge (open)
Posted by Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. (Security) in Starbase 243- Lounge (open)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Starbase 243- Lounge (open)
Posted by Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. (Security) in Starbase 243- Lounge (open)
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As soon as the Memorial returned to Starebase 243 she docked and repair teams started patching her up though she only took minor damage Tralla wanted the ship in perfect shape meanwhile The Tribunal for Ensign Jean-François Chéreau was held and dealt with the Young Ensign getting sent off to a Penal colonyNow it was time for the crew of the memorial to get some newcomers and await their next orders
Memorial
Understanding that they might not get back to a Starbase for a while, the young Ensign decided he needed a break himself. He wondered off the ship and onto the starbase looking for a nice bar or lounge to sit in and relax.
Banner
Wendell was in one of several lounges. He was seated at a table near the window. And he was still dressed in his uniform, trying to decide what to have for food.
CSO
Wendell didn’t know what time it was. He spent long hours in the lab or on his bridge station. His mindset told him that it was just after breakfast. But he felt like it was time for dinner. He pondered this while trying to decide what to order to eat.
CSO
It was definately just past dinner. So it was that he ordered a nice ribeye steak. Medium rare. With a baked potato swimming in butter. And sauteed mushrooms and onions. With a talk glass of iced tea.
CSO
Sivith came in to eat and sat near Wendell with his large order of biscuits and gravy. He nodded at Wendell. “Morning good sir.”
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Zero was in the corner watching everything and eating his food.
Lt. Zero (CTO)
“Morning,” Wendell replied. “You’re our Chief Engineer, right? I’m sorry. I haven’t had a chance to check in on Engineering lately.”
CSO
“Yes. I am and don’t be sorry. I still haven’t checked in on Engineering! I just got here yesterday and finished processing in. I’ll be going there today finally after breakfast. Have you had this before? Humans call it biscuits and gravy and I loooove it.”
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“Biscuits and gravy, good stuff,” Wendell agreed.
Into the longe floated Zoz-Eki-Ion s/he wasn’t really under h/erm own power though as a couple of local children each had a tenticle and were dragging the squid like alien around behind them. The kids apparently grew bored of pulling Zoz around and abandoned h/erm just inside the enterance. Zoz for her part blinked a few times raised a tenticle towards each of the kids but dropped them again before they touched the children. “JUvenile humanoids, engaged me in play activity. Abrupt loss of interest indicative of incomplete diciplinary socialization. Notation to be continued after information gathering is completed. “, Zoz said to a padd held in another tenticle. As S/he was doing this she spotted a group of humanoids that looked familiar and floated over to them. “Greetings.”s/he said offering each a tenticle.
Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. Security.
Wendell shook a tentacle. “Hello,” he said. “Care to join us?”
CSO
Zoz clasped the hand offered and shook it but then held it longer than was typically comfortable for most humans, “It would be pleasing to be included in your gathering.” Zoz , said. Cheerfully. The use of inflection was still a ongoing exercise so it was more a what s/he hoped sounded cheerful and not exactly a cheerful tone.
Ensign Zoz-Eki-Ion. Security.
Sivith shook the tentacle as well. “Please. Have a seat. Have you tried this thing humans call biscuits and gravy? I think I’m going to love it here! It’s soooooooo good.”
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