USS Europa
Bridge- ‘Missing’ Side Sim
Posted by Lieutenant Steven Leon Marsh (Chief Science Officer) in Bridge- ‘Missing’ Side Sim
Posted by Lieutenant Steven Leon Marsh (Chief Science Officer) in Bridge- ‘Missing’ Side Sim
Posted by Ensign Cassidy Abrams (Security Officer) in Bridge- ‘Missing’ Side Sim
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
“Is that an offer?” Cassidy said with a tired smile. “Except the phaser- that would just be pushing it. Can you spare a bit of time? I’ll even accept a good cup of coffee. I just need to focus on anything other than grid patterns and expected ping frequencies. I’m seeing them in my dreams now. When I sleep that is.”
Ensign Abrams, Sciences
“Of course.” He smiled. “Why wouldn’t it be. ” He and Abrams hadn’t a lot of recreation time, especially after all the missing ship and parents hub bub. He leaned over and lifted her by her elbow. “Food first, alcohol second, drugs last.” He raised his eyebrows twice…
Marsh
Cassidy laughed and shook her head. “How about some food and coffee first?” she said with a wink as they moved to the turbolift. “You pick the place.” Truth be told, she was quite happy with the idea of having a bite to eat and just curling up with him. If she dozed briefly, well that would be a nice perk, but so would anything else they got up to.
Ensign Abrams, Sciences
“Why don’t you head to my quarters… I’ll pick up something for the dining room and bring it back.” He wandered ahead of her for a moment. “Is there something in particular you want to eat?” He questioned even after all this time he wasn’t certain about what foods she might like to eat. He paused as he thought to himself. Perhaps he should know her a little better.
Marsh CSO
OOC: I’m going to split this thread and if the bridge action moves far enough ahead, we can always be in two places at once if needed.
IC:
She had shared some of parents interesting mix of cuisine with him on occasion and it was usually what she wanted when she was upset. Today was no exception but she wanted something she hadn’t had in awhile. “Boxty with roast beef and gravy. Trust me, it’s amazing. Good comfort food.”
Gazing at the data, Cass sighed and rose to her feet, giving Steven a grin as they moved to the turbolift. “You know, when I said I was seeing stuff in my dreams? It was like this weird pseudo reality of real data inserted into crazy scenarios. At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if the TAM poofs into existence and communicates with our computer in some made up language.”
Ensign Abrams, Security