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Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jerricho Range (Chief of Security) in Nine Forward Lounge - Dinner (Earlier)

Posted by Lieutenant Zeke Drake (Chief Medical Officer) in Nine Forward Lounge - Dinner (Earlier)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Jerricho Range (Chief of Security) in Nine Forward Lounge - Dinner (Earlier)
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As much as Zeke hated the prospect of it, he needed to interact more with the regular crew. So it was that he found himself in the Nine Forward ship’s lounge. He found an empty table near the window that looked out over the stars. Then he pondered over what to have for dinner. In the meanwhile, he ordered a nice glass of chilled white wine.

Lt Zeke Drake
CMO

So it was that he ordered a nice pan pizza, with double pepperoni and double black olives. And a bottle of chilled white wine. It had been a while since he had a pizza. Possibly back to when the ship was back at the starbase getting repairs done from the previous mission. As he dined, he took in the view of the stars as the ship was at some warp speed or another.

Lt Zeke Drake
CMO

The large framed man paused as he spotted the CMO, pizza and white wine, his wife often replicated him pizza on his first night back from deployment, unless they were on earth then the went to Chicago for the real deal. “I got a replicator code for the Pizzaeria Uno’s menu if you want real chicago deep dish.” Range offered, “I got it from thier head chef after arm wrestling half his family and or Kitchen staff” for once the chief wasn’t in uniform just black cargo shorts running shoes and an olive drab tshirt with SFMC stenciled on it with few obviously repaired rips and tears. “I prefer mine with a good beer though.” the two men had a lot in common that they didn’t know or talk about.

Lt Commander Range CoS

“Ah, Uno Pizza. Good stuff, Sir,” Zeke nodded. “Have a seat, will you? One of the doctors on my staff thinks that I should mingle with the rest of the crew. I’m not really that good at doing that. You look like you just got back from a work out.”

Lt Zeke Drake
CMO

Range nodded “let me grab a drink and I will” Range stepped over and replicated a pitcher of Sam Adam’s Summer Ale and 2 glasses in case the Doc wanted some. Range returned with the pitcher and glasses settling into a chair that only mildly protested. “As for a workout nope, mornings are for that. Just comfortable attire for the evening. My wife used to call this my leave uniform,” Range said with a bitter laugh. “I dont mingle well either actually”

LtCmdr Range CoS

“You have reason to mingle,” Zeke noted. “In the long run, it will help you with promotions, at least. And assessing how the rest of the crew might react in any given situation. What do they call it? Ah, yes. Profiling.”

“In my case, mingling might be fine one day. The next, I could be working on you at my surgical beds. So, you see, I need to maintain a certain… Professional objectivity.”

Lt Zeke Drake
CMO

Range shrugged, and settled into the table. It was not often that he sat and talked to anyone outside of his duty day. There were things that had been requiring him to do more of that, and well it was time to adapt he decided. It had been nearly 7 years, it might not heal the wounds but it was time to move on. “Zeke you are a little strange, but I can live with it. As long as you can always patch me up, ” Range said with a laugh, as he poured the first mug off the pitcher

Lieutenant Commander Jerricho NMI Range, Chief