Posted by Lieutenant Bethany Kovra Gadi (Counselor) in Dinner for One - Officer’s Mess
Bethany was tired of eating alone in her quarters. Well I guess she really wasn’t alone. She had Luna. That’s why T’Jal had insisted she get a pet to bring with her. *Can get a wee bit lonely bein’ ship’s shrink, Bethy.’ And T’Jal was right. She was always right. But tonight instead of sharing raw veggies off her plate with the insistent little rabbit, Bethany headed out to the officer’s mess. She was still eating alone, but at least the scenery was different.

But she found upon arriving she didn’t have much of an appetite. So she ordered a large mug of coffee, the blend that Stores had shared with her, and took it to a seat in the corner where she could stare out the window. Isn’t that what people did when they were alone in the lounge? Stare out at the stars?
Lt. Gadi, CNS

Two shifts of staring at a screen, waiting for the results to change, was all that had occupied Priscilla’s mind all day. She was ready for dinner elsewhere. Her own quarters, like others, was becoming claustrophobic and small. As she entered the Officer’s Mess, she noted not many were around. Grabbing a large glass of fruit juice and a slice of chocolate cake with matching ice cream flavor, she started to walk to a table in the corner. Someone else was there, this time.

A slight smile lit her face as she recognized the Counselor, whom she was supposed to see in a couple days for her annual eval. Hoping to win points, and maybe make a friend, she went back and grabbed a larger slice of cake with extra ice cream, and two spoons. Taking the new order with her, she paused by the table and looked down. “Best seat in the house. But it requires two things to sit here. Companionship and chocolate.” She smiled, nodding to the tray with enough dessert to probably feed four people. “Good thing I can help with both. I’m Priscilla, by the way. Priscilla Simms, the new CSO.”

Her dirty blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail and she worse black slacks with an emerald blouse that cut from her right shoulder to the arm pit of her left arm. Her right arm boasted the 3/4 sleeve of the blouse, while the right arm bore a gold circlet around her bicep and was bare. A gold torc that matched the twisted pattern of the arm band was around her neck and a bracelet on her right wrist. Soft boots of black came half way up her calves.

Lt Priscilla Simms
CSO