Posted by Captain Alexxander Ryley (Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim: Observation Lounge

Posted by Fleet Captain Katelyn Jacobs (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: Observation Lounge

Posted by Captain Alexxander Ryley (Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim: Observation Lounge
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The glare on Katelyn’s face spoke volumes about her opinion of Ryley’s thoughts as she slid down off the biobed with practiced ease, not wincing this time as she impacted lightly with the deck of the ship. “Are you satisfied, your highness?” she commented, her tone shifting back to more playfully snarky than just plain cranky.

Jacobs, CO

Ryley raised his eyebrows, the corner of his mouth turning upwards. “Not really. I’m hungry and lost on a ship I don’t know with people I don’t know.” He leaned on the new cane and puffed air between his cheeks. “You don’t know where I can get my hands on a burger do you?”

Ryley
MD

Katelyn rolled her eyes at Ryley’s “not really” and reached for her black leather jacket she had tossed aside during his examination and repairs. She shrugged it back on over her tank, leaving it unzipped for now. “I suppose I do owe you dinner,” she remarked. “Crew Lounge, Observation Lounge, or Holodeck?” She smirked briefly and didn’t wait for a response. “Observation Lounge. It turns out you don’t need a reservation when you’re with the CO. Let’s go.” She spun quickly on her heel to walk toward the Sickbay door but then remembered her companion and, as much as it pained her, slowed slightly to allow him to catch up.

Jacobs, CO

He limped to her side again, having been lefr behind at her sudden spurt of speed. “Oh dont slow down on my account Kiddo…” he muttered at her and took the chance to look around as he walked. After a few minutes he added. “This ship is bloody huge…”

Ryley
MD

Katelyn rolled her eyes at Ryley’s first comment but responded sincerely to his second, a twinge of doubt entering her typically overly confident speech pattern. “Yes, it really is.” She continued the walk in silence after that, with them arriving at the observation lounge soon enough. The pair was quickly shown to a table, embodying the idea that rank had its privileges and Katelyn gratefully slid into the chair, resisting the urge to collapse forward as the exhaustion of the last few hours… weeks… coursed through her.

Jacobs, CO

Ryley let the silence hang between them and when they were seated proceeded to order enough food for at least two of him and a doggy bag. He knew he’d regret it soon enough when it all hit his stomach but he hadn’t been able to eat whatever he wanted for a while and seemed to be making up for lost time. “You wanna talk about what’s eating you?”he asked in The sort of awkward way a person who isn’t used to asking that sort of thing asks.

Ryley
MD

Katelyn just stared at Ryley as he placed his order and then followed up with a Scotch and a chef salad for herself. “Hungry much?” she commented, ignoring his question entirely.

Jacobs, CO

“Avoidance much?” He asked mimicking her tone, “You’d be hungry too if you’d been eating what I have the last six months.” As some dishes ended up I front of him he took a bite from a sandwich and chewed.

Ryley
MD

“Takes one to know one,” Katelyn retorted, reaching out first for the glass of Scotch and taking a healthy swig before returning it to the table in front of her and picking up a fork. She stabbed a single piece of lettuce and inserted it into her mouth, chewing for far longer and slower than necessary for it before putting her fork down with a clatter. She took another gulp of the Scotch before leaning back in her chair, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she studied the CMO as he tore into his sandwich.

Jacobs, CO

“Pffft, transference much.” He retorted and kept eating, after some minutes he said “what?” With his mouth still full of food. He studied her then looked at her fork.

Ryley
MD

Katelyn mimed a pig eating at a trough in response to his mouth-stuffed “what?” and then rolled her eyes, her crossed arms uncrossing momentarily to reach for her beverage again and then returning to their defensive position. At least he couldn’t talk much while he was shoveling food in.

Jacobs, CO