Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) in Side sim: Taylor’s Quarters

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brad Walker (Chief Of Staff/Second Officer) in Side sim: Taylor’s Quarters
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IC: About 5 minutes later, the chime to Willow’s quarters rang.

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

OOC: Just joined and I love this post :D

Alex

Brad stood in the corridor outside Willow’s quarters wearing a bright blue vest over a while tunic, paired with black trousers.

“C’mon, Will, answer the bloody door,” he muttered to himself. If any more NEs came by and saw him standing outside the CO’s quarters dressed like this, they were going to start rumours…

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Ooc:lol! Sorry Brandon!

IC: the door opened and Willow stood for a moment watching him. She wore a cream long sleeved tshirt under a bottle green short sleeved one and a pair of light blue faded jeans. She smiled, “Sorry! I was trying to balance bread and I knocked over the water jug…honestly.” She grinned and stepped aside. “Come on in.”

Brad nipped into the room quickly, allowing the door to slide shut behind him.

As Brad entered the dull thud of what sounded like contemporary Talarian music came from the closed door to Cai’s room. Thankfully muted by the bulkheads and the extra soundproofing Willow had insisted on. She scowled and shook her head. “Sorry, don’t mind Cai. He’s decided he’s protesting dinner.” She made her way over to the table.

“Ah yes, the traditional Talarian hunger strike anthem. I thought I recognized that bass strain,” Brad said with a straight face. “He give a reason, or is this just a random teenage ‘my body doesn’t need food’ thing?”

“His sister has friends or his sister sucks. Pick one.” she said with a sigh.

“I hope you are hungry, I programmed for Italian if that’s ok…can I get you a drink?”

“I love Italian. Spag bol, or are you tasking the poor replicator with coming up with an entire pizza?” Brad asked. “Mind you, your answer is going to weigh heavily on my drink choice.”

Willow Taylor

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Willow grinned. “Well since i spilled water across the table and its soaked…pizza?”

Willow Taylor

“Pizza’s fine, and I’ll have the replicator’s shoddy excuse for lager,” Brad replied. “Just curious, what was the plan before Captain Clumsy reared her head?” he asked teasingly.

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Willow stuck her tounge out at him, “That’s insubordination you know, captain clumsy thanks for that,” She procured his drink and a bottle of beer of her own and indicated the sofa while the replicator tried to make sense of the change of meal plan.

Brad took a seat on one end of the sofa, barely restraining himself from kicking his feet up onto the coffee table while he took his first sip of the (definitely synthehol) drink.

“I thought a nice civilised at the table meal with something light to start and then spaghetti and bread. Possibly wine.” She explained and flopped onto the sofa.

“That sounds both delightful and good for you,” Brad said. “Ah well, maybe next time you won’t get flustered trying to do too many things at once,” he said. “Honestly, how has being a Captain not drilled that habit out of you yet?”

Willow Taylor
CO

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff