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USS Sentinel

Galley - Midnight Snack (Open)

Posted by Ensign Marcus Anders (Security Officer) in Galley - Midnight Snack (Open)

Posted by Ensign Cleolet (Engineer) in Galley - Midnight Snack (Open)

Posted by Captain Elijah ‘Eli’ Carmichael III (Captain) in Galley - Midnight Snack (Open)
Elijah was finding it increasingly difficult to sleep, perhaps it was the mountains of reports he was due or perhaps just the new stress’ of life in space, being a Captain is all he ever wanted but it wasn’t quite what the textbooks and stories made it out to be. He knew this aswell of course but he couldn’t help find his mind wandering to a different life perhaps one on solid ground and now traversing the endless dullness of space. He found himself quite often wandering to the Galley in the middle of the night. His thoughts paused and he chuckled. night now that was a funny concept in space aswell. None the less he found himself walking through the doors of the Galley greeted by the night duty chef who knew what he wanted, a strawberry and lime gin with several pieces of watermelon. The Gin took off the edge and the watermelon just tasted sublime.

He sat himself down at his usual table, there weren’t many people around at this time but there were some oil burners in the corner pouring over what seemed to be some mechanical device he applauded their work ethic, all he wanted to do was sleep.

  • Captain Elijah Carmichael

Just as Carmichael took a seat the doors opened and Cleolet walked in, she looked slightly eerie with her eyes glowing from the darkened decks. She had just finished some over time in the shuttle bay. Ever since she had been assigned as the chief of shuttle maintenance she had, had trouble with one particular shuttle. But finally she had found out the issue and fixed it even if it did take hours of overtime to do so.

She was looking for something to drink it was thirsty work crawling round a shuttle. The night-time didn’t really effect her mostly due to her feline DNA. she ordered a whiskey on the rocks and looked around the room. Noting the engineers in the corner and then Captain she walked over to him. “Couldn’t sleep Sir?” she asked trying to start a conversation. It wasn’t often you got to speak to the captain one to one.

Ensign Cleolet (Engineer)

Ensign Marcus Anders struggled to stifle a yawn as he crossed the threshold into the mess hall and got an orange juice from the bar. Seeing the two officers having a conversation on the other side of the room, he decided to leave them to it and sit at one of the centre tables to take a few seconds to himself.

-Ensign Marcus Anders: Security-

Rand had been working late and was still up. She’d have been done earlier and curled up under her blanket, but Randy was talking in his sleep, and it was SO distracting. And this particular report she really she shouldn’t be filling out while annoyed with her brother. So PaDD in hand she left their quarters and made her way down to the galley. It was always empty this time of the night and she’d get a juice, finish her report, and then go to bed before she had to be up for her run. She entered the galley and stopped short. Why were so many people up this late? This wasn’t the dinner hour for Gamma shift so it should be fairly empty. She looked around, changed her mind and started to leave. “Hey Rand,” the duty chief called softly. She turned with a slight smile and took the drink he handed her. “A little crowded tonight.” He raised a brow at he comment and pointed to the very far corner. “It’s quiet over there, or here by the counter. Your choice.” Rand sat down where she was. She hadn’t missed the captain’s presence, the two engineers, En Anders and En Cleolet in the room as well. She turned her attention to the padd and sipped at her drink. The sooner she finished it the sooner she could leave and avoid any awkward social situations.
Yeoman Rand

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