Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in recurring side-sim: Sausage and Scuttlebutt

Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in recurring side-sim: Sausage and Scuttlebutt

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in recurring side-sim: Sausage and Scuttlebutt
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OOC: August 1st, 2020 Update

IC: Casela appeared on the CIC and rang the chime. 2 hours before shift, AGAIN! She had two coffees in hand, both black and strong. It was time for breakfast with Zachariah. And if Casela was honest, despite having to get up early, she enjoyed it. Zachariah was a good companion for early morning contemplation. She nodded to the Gamma shift crew while she waited for him to answer.

Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“Come,” came the call from inside the room.

Once inside, Synthi-er would find Cobb sitting at his desk, with nothing before him save for one small glass of water and an expression of near-desperation on his face.

“Ah, Cas,” he exhaled as he noticed the coffees, “my Yeoman tells me she’s bringing us something special for breakfast. I just hope she knows her way around a frying pan!”

• Captain Zachariah Cobb

Casela smiled. What was it with the command staff calling her ‘Cas?’ She took a seat across from Zachariah, as was her habit. She passed one coffee to him and kept the other for herself. “These early mornings are starting to get to me. Strong black coffee I heard is always the answer.” She drank while it was still hot. “Some how I have a feeling, that whatever it is, will be delicious, and even if it is not, we will be polite and eat it anyway. Then we’ll wash it down with more VERY hot VERY black coffee.” She smiled at the idea. “I’m going to need several more cups today.”
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“Polite. Aye,” Cobb murmured, as if trying the word against his tongue for the very first time. With no food to occupy his attention, or his hands, he found himself drumming a rhythmic pattern against the desktop. Morse code, perhaps, for feed me.

“So,” he made idle conversation in an attempt to distract from his hunger, “I hear our latest recruit, Mr Bog, has been causing a few waves down in engineering. I had the pleasure of escorting him to his quarters myself. Interesting lad,” he chuckled.

• Captain Zachariah Cobb