SNIP

OOC: If you want we can explore this further, or when ever you want skip forward a few hours to diner :D

There were plenty who were ready to help take over if he truly got reassigned, but she was glad when he didn’t pursue the idea. Stepping back as he mentioned the panel, she realized they had both switched back to ‘work’ mode. Taking the panel from him and leaning it against the opposite wall, she nodded at his assessment. “Well, let’s make sure it’s all tight and working and I think we can manage one more section before end of shift, if they aren’t any worse than this.”

They spent the remainder of the shift working on the panel and replacing the bolts. By the time shift was over, they had nearly finished the second junction. Marking it for the next time they had time, they cleaned up and ended up back in Engineering by the time the next group of engineers was arriving. They nodded niceties and went their separate ways. Kristi put the gear away and went to give passdown to the computer and oncoming shift, so they could monitor the power in that area and notify her if anything strange happened. Mike went to his office to do his shift report.

Kristi was looking forward to dinner and her mind kept wandering. It took her twice as long to make the passdown before heading for the hall and her quarters to get cleaned up.

Kristi
Engineer

((Your choice to end, or put dinner here and just change heading… or make new thread))

OOC: Here’s as good place as any to continue…

IC:

USS Viking - Deck 12 Kitchen

“What I wouldn’t give for my mom’s spice rack.” Mike sighed as he looked at the cupboard in the USS Viking’s kitchen where he was prepairing the meal for Kristi and himself. He tried replicating different herbs but the screwy replicators on board USS Viking, the ones that made almost every dish taste different and weird made things very hard and complicated. He was trying to impress a girl with his cooking, so naturally he wanted things to be perfect indeed.

He was glad she requested something simple, like chicken. He’d probably try to impress her more with some kind of lobster or Beef Wellington. Well he was still doing a three course menu, and the ship’s kitchen didn’t have all that much to offer. Luckily almost every meat tasted like chicken.

Since Mike’s quarters didn’t come with a kitchen, just the standard replicator, he cooked where a stove could be found. The price to pay to use it was small as well. He had to cook a larger batch, so crew members coming to the lounge could also benefit from his cooking. A change indeed from the usual hotdogs, hamburgers and french fries.
On todays menu they could also find Garlic soup with toasted bread , Chicken with cheese sauce and steamed vegetables on the side. For desert however, he only had ingredients for the two of them, but that required almost no preparations fortunately.

After taking enough for the two and checking the time, he was glad he still had about 15 minutes. Knowing Kristi, she would arrive at 6pm sharp. Just enough to prepair everything and things not to get cold.

– 15 minutes later–

Mike was back in his quarters and setting up the table for two. It was 6pm and everything was ready. But as he started to wait, his hands started to get sweaty. He kept wondering if he did everything right or if he forgot anything. Seconds started to strech, and they seemed more like minutes....

Lt. Mike Stone, CE