Posted by Civilian Stovik (Healer) in Side Sim: Mess Hall

Posted by Commander T’Leia (Executive Officer) in Side Sim: Mess Hall

Posted by Civilian Stovik (Healer) in Side Sim: Mess Hall
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Finding a few minutes in between her double shift, T’Leia decided to make her way down to the Mess Hall. She only had a few minutes for a meal and wanted something fresh rather then from the synthesizer in her quarters. While the synthesizer could make a few basic items it wasn’t as comprehensive as the Mess Hall. And the Mess Hall offered fresh foods.
Entering the Mess she made her way swiftly and efficiently over to the counter which seperated the Mess from the galley. She ordered a Vranto salad with kreyla bread on the side and a cup of Vulcan spice tea.
Turning she surveyed the available tables and noted the Healer sitting at one. His own meal appeared to be finished, as indicated by the tray of empty dishes in front of him and he was sitting and sipping a cup of tea.
“Tonk’peh, Hakausu. Lau I hau du?” T’Leia asked as she approached his table. (Greetings, Healer. May I join you?)

Commander T’Leia

Stovik glanced up from his introspection and noted the Commander standing with her tray in her hand. “T’ rivak, sanoi hayal-tor. Uf nam-tor du, Commander?” The Healer said affably as he indicated the opposite chair with one hand. (Of course, please sit. How are you, Commander?)

Healer Stovik

Setting her tray down on the table, T’Leia took her own seat and taking a bit of her salad she studied the Healer sitting opposite her as she chewed. “I telv-tor ish-veh report svi’ fudau tor wuh missing hydrochloric sash. Tor du dva-tor wuh wuh-lan’s var? ” She asked in between bites. (I read your report in regards to the missing hydrochloric acid. Do you believe the Ensign’s story?)

Commander T’Leia

Stovik nodded.”Rik’ intruding fi’ wuh wuh-lan’s awek’es, I kupi kash-ral ish-veh sincere confusion heh dismay svi’ fudau tor wuh meli-tukh. Au truly had rai vokaya il fai-tukh t’ leralmin-tor meli-tukh.” (Without intruding on the Ensign’s privacy, I could sense his sincere confusion and dismay in regards to the chemicals. He truly had no memory or knowledge of said chemicals.)

Healer Stovik

Alan entered the mess and was passing by T’Leia and Stovik’s table when he suddenly decided he must stop. “That’s wrong. It’s wrong you know. Meli-tukh. The end consonant should be harsher. It’s meli-tukh.” All of this he said without meeting either of their gaze. “I trasha du tor ish-veh yem. Ik tor yeht Vuhlkansu.” (I leave you to your meal. That was correct Vulcan.)

-Alan Dysart