Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jox Drunis (Chief Of Weapons Control) in Rokon eats!!!! Tag Anyone

Posted by Lieutenant Rokon (Medical Officer) in Rokon eats!!!! Tag Anyone

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jox Drunis (Chief Of Weapons Control) in Rokon eats!!!! Tag Anyone
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Rokon was hungry and went into the cafeteria to get some grub hopefully to sate his appetite but to meet some of the Crew. Getting his plate of food and drink he took a seat directly in the middle of the room.

Rokon Medical Officer

The door to the dining facility opened and a very large Romulan walked in. As he went towards the line to order his food, many of the crew moved quickly out of his way with furtive glances to see if they had caught his attention. He picked up a tray of food and then turned and surveyed the available seating. As he did, many moved from where they sat alone at a table to join others; obviously in an attempt to not sit with the figure. Seeing an open seat with the Medical Officer, Drunis made his way over and took a seat. As he did, he looked at Rokon and said “You are Rokon, are you not?” and picked up his fork, but didn’t eat. He just looked at the Medical Officer expectantly.

Drunis, CWpC

Rokon was paying attention but decided to just look down for a bit and nibble on his food. His little social experiment was not fairing well and as he put down his fork and picked up his drink he heard his name and looked up. He almost dropped his drink as he had never before seen a Romulan of this size. This Romulan could be the lightest gladiator he had ever seen if the guy was one. With a start of faltering his words then regaining his composure he spoke. “Ah. Yes sir. I am the new medical officer and you are?” Well it looks like his social experiment was now working too well. But he did come here to meet new Romans and hopefully a few friends and allies.

Sub-Liuetenant Rokon, Medical Officer

“Centurion Drunis. Chief of Weapons Control.” he replied coolly and then stabbed a bite of his food and ate it. As he chewed, his eyes stayed on Rokon. He took a drink after he swallowed his food and then said “How do like your new posting, Sub-lieutenant? Are you satisfied with your selection for the ship?”

Centurion Drunis, CoWpC

“Please to meet you Centurion Drunis. Is shake your hand but we’re eating.”. He smiled and looked away as to get time to collect himself. How would he tell this really, really huge and muscular Romulan and the Chief of Weapons Control at that, that he hated violence and was a noncombat or that he considered himself one anyway. But maybe this Romulan Hercules could just be the dude that helps him gain the confidence he needs.

“Well. I’m confused as why I am on a combat ship since I specifically requested to be on a purely medical ship. Maybe my betters saw that I needed confidence and a way to sway my pacifist views.”. He then took a bite of his food and a deployed and a sip of his drink.

Sub-Lieutenant Rokon Medical Officer