Posted by Ensign James black (Security Officer) in Deck five mess hall alternative time line

Posted by Ensign T’Mor (Science Officer) in Deck five mess hall alternative time line

Posted by Ensign James black (Security Officer) in Deck five mess hall alternative time line
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James took the turbo lift to the mess, he was hungry. Plus it would be a nice chance , to meet the crew. He replicated, a steak and some synth ale.
He looked around and saw a few people sitting at the tables, he noticed a small group of NE,s at one table. But sat at a table that was empty,spike had to eat too. He seen a few board games, on a shelf. James took a padd out of his backpack, and began to look at different things to paint on the ship.

Ensign James black security
T’Mor entered the mess hall. Her stiff and even pace seemed to contrast the state of her uniform, which appeared to be covered in bits of straw. Tucked under her left arm was a black sketchbook and a small fabric pouch.

“Herbal tea, blend number five, ninety-five degrees Celsius, and one slice of lemon.” she dictated to the replicator.

It immediately went to work on the request. The drink, once fully materialized, gave of a light herbal aroma with mint undertones. With her free hand, T’Mor took the cup and began scanning the room for an empty seat. There was, regrettably, no completely empty tables. She weighed this inconvenience against that of simply returning to her quarters. At the moment, her cabin mates where in a rather loud and intense game of Kadis-kot. It was still much quieter and less cramped here. She approach Ensign Black’s table, noticing he seemed to be one of the few sitting alone.

“Pardon me, ” she said “Is this seat available?” She pointed to the seat directly across from his.

~€> Ensign T’Mor, Science

“Unless the Invisible Ensign is sitting at it, looks like it,” Came a voice from behind her.

Walking around so that he was now beside her and in view of the man seated at the table, a man wearing the red tunic of the Command branch and the rank pips of a Lieutenant Commander revealed to be the body behind the voice. “Take a seat, Ensign,” he spoke at the same time that he himself sat down in one of the empty seats and looked at the Ensign who was already sitting there, then looked at the time piece above the bar. “I’ve only got a few minutes then I’ll leave you two in peace but, I assume you are Ensign James Black, one of our Security Officers, yes?” He asked as he looed at the man, then shifted his eyes to T’Mor.

“You are Ensign T’Mor of our Science team unless I am mistaken?” The straight forward but quiet tone of his voice coming from a face that wore no expression, paused for a moment before breaking into a warm smile. “I’m Darius Morgan, the ships new Executive Officer. I’m just making my way around the ship meeting and greeting, it’s nice to meet the both of you.” Raising a bottle in salute to them both, he took a drink. It was a beer bottle, complete with condensation on the outside that revealed the glass to be cold. On the label, the brand ‘Speights’ was visible.

LtCmdr Darius Morgan, XO

“ nice to meet you both” James smiled, “ I am indeed ensign james black.” James opened his backpack and pulled out his pet hedgehog,” meet spike”. He chewed a bite of steak before James put spike on the floor with some grapes that he replicated,and asked” so T’Mor how do you find the ship so far? And sir the wolverine, is a fine ship to serve on.I’ll do my best to make you proud excuse me “James pet spike and got up and returned with some water for him.

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“Likewise,” T’Mor returned the greeting with her usual calm tone. “The ship is sufficient. Though it does lack the same space as others in the fleet.”

T’Mor set her sketchbook and the fabric pouch down on the table before finally sitting down. After retrieving a pencil from the pouch, she opened her sketchbook to a clean page opposite a rather rough drawing of a flowering pea plant.

“I hope you do not take offense, commander,” she said, sketching something onto the page, “This vessel is more than capable of completing the missions it receives.”

After a few moments, it became clear she was making small sketches of the hedgehog.

~€> Ensign T’Mor, Science

Spike was enjoying his grapes, as James showed them his newest painting it was of the brig. “ T’Mor do you like to sketch a lot? Maybe you could make one, and I could paint it. Commander how long have you served on this ship? This is my first experience, and I was wondering how long you were serving in star fleet? “ he took a sip of his synth ale and stretched his arms out, “ I was thinking of starting a hologram program for the crew.
Do either of you have any suggestions?”

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“There is one holoprogram that I have found quite useful for improving my drawings.” T’Mor commented, “A virtual instructor that can offer feedback on technique. Perhaps more crew members could join for an instructional session.”
T’Mor looked over Ensign Black’s painting and gave a small nod of approval. “It is well done. How long have you been painting?”

~€> Ensign T’Mor, Science