Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Ben Park (BO Tactical) in Cargo Bay

Posted by Gamemaster GM (Gamemaster) in Cargo Bay

Posted by Ensign Reia Shandy (CIO) in Cargo Bay
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IC: “You are a stranger, an alien,” said the man who retorted before. “You feed us to get information. We may be rebels but we are not traitors!”

GM

Reia decided to interject here.

“I assure you that is not true. Mister park is a respected crew mate of mine and I feed you because you are hungry.” Reia explained attempting to put them at ease.

• Reia, CIO

The man was taken aback with the CIO’s answer. For the briefest of moments, he hesitated. “If I do not want to give you information, what would you do?”

GM

“She would feed you and let you be.” Tom said from the direction of the bay doors.

Tom was wearing his best friendly face and looking like a fresh from the academy graduate.

“I think the important question is, since you are no longer prisoners of the pirates, where do you want to be?”

• Tom, IntSec

OOC: Apologies! My internet connections had some issues.

IC:

The man was taken aback a second time. He took a longer to respond but without the defiance and bravado, “I am sure I speak for my friends: we want to go home, if only we could…”

“We have been branded traitors!” said a woman. “We will be seen as such and then treated as such.” She started weeping and her two children, a boy and a girl, began to comfort her. The others, who were murmuring before, fell silent.

GM

Reia made note of the situation and did her best to be sympathetic but, in truth, she had nothing to say that would ease what they were going through. And when the hell did they get an IntSec officer on the Genesis?

• Reia

Ben had made three big pots of a hearty, meaty stew with fresh bread to dip it in for the guests aboard in the galley. He had already planned this meal when he had helped transport them from the encampment. He walked to the nearest panel and presseda button =^= computer begin transport from the galley under Park alpha-three six and place them horizontally along the back wall of cargobay one.=^= A shimmering light appears with three tables were gently lined up against the wall. It had three huge pots of stew on one table. The middle table had multiple loaves of bread that were still warm on covered heating trays. The last table had plates, cutlery, and napkins Ben looked at Reia “you mind helping me move the tables out a bit so I can serve food to our guests?”

Park

Reia began to help Ben with the tables while still managing to observe their guests and the newly minted IntSec officer.

“Good preemptive thought process there.” she murmured to Ben.

Tom arched an eyebrow.

“You’re outcasts. You don’t want to be prisoners of the pirates and you can’t go home. Is there an easy third option?” Tom asked the man while gesturing to the tables being prepped for a meal.

• Tom, IntSec

Reia had to guess that there wasn’t an easy third option, there never really was in situation like this.

• Reia

The remark brought about different facial expressions from different Pallasians: some scowled, some looked sorrowful, some wept, some looked anxious. No one had a response after the remark.

GM

Ben had started scooping a ladle full of soup into bowls when he saw a signal from a crewman. He nodded back to signal that he’s ready to serve them food.

Park

Again, it was the children that broke the ice. Some of the children tugged the sleeves of their mothers and pointed to the food waiting for them. Some of the women slowly moved towards the lieutenant with their children in tow. Some of the mothers looked tentatively at the other Pallasians but a few of the mothers looked straight at the lieutenant, their maternal instincts telling them that feeding the children was of utmost importance at the moment and not their status in society.

GM

Ben smiled at the Pallasians as he started handing out full bowls of soup and a piece of bread to the Pallasian mothers. “Enjoy the food” was a commonplace phrase that he used as he handed out the soup.

Lt (j.g.)Park

Magnus watched the people with care, things were going pretty much as expected, they were slow to trust a bunch of strangers… no not just strangers, aliens, beings from another world so far away they probably couldn’t comprehend it given the short amount of time they had. Starfleet Officers were so used to being around aliens that they sometimes forgot sometimes they were the most alien of them all.

XO