Posted by Lieutenant Kenneth Fleet (Helm) in Mess Hall - Side sim

Posted by Lieutenant Rachel Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Mess Hall - Side sim

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Roger Ferguson (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall - Side sim
Roger was still growing accustomed to the daytime hours. Since becoming the Chief Science Officer, and switching from the night shift to more traditional day shift working hours, he had found himself seeing faces of crew members he had barely seen before. With such a small crew compliment, Roger had studied the duty rosters, and he knew who most of the crew were, but he hadn’t had much chance to interact with many of them.

He had finished up a shift in the science lab and then made his way here to the mess hall. Typically during his late night shifts, he would just replicate something and take it to eat in the science labs as he worked alone. Now, he had replicated a cheeseburger and French fries and a cherry cola for himself. He stood, holding his tray of food, smiling as he looked around the room and noticed a few other crew there eating, talking, laughing.

Not wanting to intrude on anyone, he took a seat at one of the empty tables, and picked up a French fry and popped it into his mouth.

-Roger Ferguson, CSO

OOC: Anyone free to join :)

“That seat taken?” A voice behind the scientist seemingly appeared. When he turned around he’d see an unusually tall woman stood behind him holding a tray with a salad bowl and a glass of orange juice. She what could best be described as a wild mane of bright ginger red hair kept in check only with a small blue ribbon barely holding it in place. She wore the standard Starfleet uniform with the blue science colors but she was not a member of his Science staff and her rank pips signified her as a Lieutenant.

Dr. Grey - CMO

“It is not,” Roger said cheerfully. “Please, have a seat. It’s Doctor Grey, am I correct?” He let out a small chuckle. “I haven’t seen much of the day shift people since I came on board. Usually if I have a medical issue it’s NE Berry I get the pleasure of seeing.”

Roger took a swig of his cherry cola and gave Rachel his trademark grin.

“Mind if I join?” a few moments later, a second voice piped up. A young voice, belonging to a fairly young man. He wore operations yellow on his shoulders, with the rank markings of a Lieutenant. He felt more at ease among the Department heads sometimes, his rank earning him odd looks from the ensigns wondering what a Helm officer was doing with Lt. Pips. Those of them who were new enough not to remember his brief time as Chief Engineer, that is.

“Absolutely!” Roger said joyfully, pulling out the chair next to him. “Have a seat my friend.”

A plate piled with two grilled cheese sandwiches was in one hand, and a glass of milk in the other. Brown hair fell evenly over his forehead, framing deep green eyes. “Good to see you Doctor,” he smiled at Rachel, then looked to the CSO. “And you’d be Roger Ferguson, I presume? I think I saw you on the bridge.”

Fleet, Helm

Roger wiped his hands clean with a napkin and then held one out in Kenneth’s direction. “Roger Ferguson. I don’t think we have had the pleasure of an introduction. I’ve been permanently assigned to the overnight shift since my arrival.”

-Roger Ferguson, CSO