Posted by Ensign Kristiana O’Larria (Engineer) in Presim- Wrenches everywhere continued…

Posted by Lieutenant Mike Stone (Chief Engineer) in Presim- Wrenches everywhere continued…
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

Kristi was near frantic. She had had to go back to engineering to explain a report from earlier in the day. Not wanting to answer questions why she was dressed up, she had put her uniform back on. Now, at six, she was in her room frantically tossing her uniform onto her bed and changing ‘back’ into her dinner clothes. She hadn’t wanted Mike to see her in uniform, cause he always did. She wanted to look nice for him tonight.

It was nearly ten after when she arrived, breathless and on the verge of tears thinking that he had given up on her and thought she had stood him up. She smoothed her hands down her outfit (*) once more before palming the chime. The blue two piece outfit was a pair of leggings tucked into black akle boots and a one sleeve form fitting top that showed her figure off well. Her hair was loose down her back with a single barette holding it off her face. She then held her breath and waited…

Kristi
Engineer

https://maethrashade.freeforums.net/thread/367/kristi-outfits?page=1&scrollTo=2158 Blue leggings with skirt and top

When the chime rang, Mike broke the record for the fastest 10m dash. The door itself seemed to open up much slower then usual, and Mike’s brain did an overtime, until....

She came into his view. If he had 100 thoughts a second before, worrying why she was late, if something happened to her, if she got cold feet, maybe forgot…
Now his brain stopped all processes and just wanted to take in the sight before him. Like an old 14400 bit modem, his brain first memorised her head, those fiery red hair, open breathing lips, red cheeks. Went down to her sholders, the blue dress she wore. He checked out her legs, and all down to her black boots. His head dropped a bit lower still, until he noticed his boots as well, and realised he was still in his uniform. So busy with his cooking, and later with worry, he forgot to change.

”...... wow, you look stunning....” Invite her in already, stupid His brain though. Mike awkwardly sidestepped from the door and motioned her inside, never taking the look from her.

“Do come in. Uh, please excuse me for just a moment, I didn’t get to change out of the uniform yet…”

He motioned her to the chair next to the table, set for two then quickly disappeared into the bathroom with jeans and regular shirt under his arms. Even though the soup was getting cold, he knew he had to get out of his uniform. She saw him in it daily, and he was her boss while he was on duty.

Faster then Klingon’s trigger finger, he was out of the uniform, and in his casuals. “Here we go....” He said to himself in the mirror, then went back into the main room.

Lt. Mike Stone, CE

OOC: Nice site… I always said, that I should keep tabs on all the characters and what their adventures were… mostly to easier recall quests, details and what they did as I’m rather forgetful. It’s been… 5years of roleplaying on this site alone, and many more on others before that.