Posted by Lieutenant Commander David Morris (Executive Officer) in Side Sim - Mess Hall - Meet and Greet [OPEN]

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alita Claire (Chief of Security) in Side Sim - Mess Hall - Meet and Greet [OPEN]

Posted by Lieutenant Alice Spencer (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim - Mess Hall - Meet and Greet [OPEN]
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David crossed the mess hall floor, the sharp clacks of his footsteps a juxtaposition to his overall extremely relaxed demeanor. He took the last tray of snack food he’d replicated from the incredibly helpful NE, and set it out on an empty table. True to his counseling background, the XO had decided it was long past time to know and check in on everyone on the crew, and therefore had earlier today sent out an announcement that anyone off shift was more than welcome to join him in the mess hall for an informal gathering at 1800. And it was indeed 1800. He sat down near the entrance, waiting for his crewmates to gather.

Lieutenant Commander David Morris
Executive Officer

Enter Zekk, donned in his crisp Starfleet uniform, embodying the demeanor of a seasoned crewmen despite his Ferengi heritage. Arriving ahead of schedule, he seized the opportunity to meet the executive officer before the hustle and bustle of the crew filled the room. “Commander Morris,” Zekk approached, trotting across the mess hall. “It is good to see you again, I hope you’re still not looking for payment after helping me the other day!”

Petty Officer Zekk, Son of Quork
Operations Specialist/Helm
USS Wolverine

Alita stepped into the mess hall laden with a snack tray of her own. Sure, the first officer could replicate whatever he so chose but she would always be the de facto ships cook and would come prepared as such. She saw the commander and the new Ferengi petty officer and approached with a smile.

“Hello gentlemen, hope you don’t mind if I just set this anywhere. I got the announcement about a meet and greet and just couldn’t resist. I don’t think I’ve met you thus far. My name is Alita Claire and I’m the ship’s Chief of Security.” she said by way of introduction to zach. Alita was dressed in off duty casual, jeans and red blouse with a daring neckline.

• Alita, MO/COS

“Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Chief Claire,” Zekk smoothly interjected, his Ferengi charisma bubbling beneath the surface. “I’m Zekk, freshly aboard this vessel as your humble Operations specialist, and helmsman” he stated, injecting just a hint of self-importance into his tone. “And if I may say, those snacks you’ve laid out seem quite irresistible. A true testament to your culinary prowess, Chief. Are they… free?” His words were laced with flattery, a hallmark of his trading instincts kicking in as he navigated this new terrain of interacting with high-ranking females.

Petty Officer Zekk, Son of Quork
Operations Specialist/Helm
USS Wolverine

Alice walked into the room and scanned the landscape. The new guy was not hard to spot. Everyone was crowded around him making him welcome. It was not that Alice didn’t want to meet him. It was more that the booze tended to be top-shelf and not the synthahol stuff they tried to pass off as whiskey. Moving to the bar, Alice ordered a drink and waited. The new guy would break free in a minute or two and then she would meet him. Having a helmsman as your friend was a huge benefit especially when you wanted to get something on board without all the pesky questions associated with using the transporter.

Alice Spencer CSO

“Yes, the food is free. The friendship is free also. It’s really not that complicated here. Think of us as the family you’re going to get to know. Welcome aboard.”

Alita thought the prospect of having a Ferengi board was definitely interesting. It fit well with the ship, the livelier the better or something like that. She noticed Alice walk in out of the corner of her eye and thought that was an interesting prospect also.

• Alita

Zekk couldn’t help but nod appreciatively at her words, though inwardly he found the notion of simplicity intriguing yet perplexing. “Indeed, Chief Claire,” he replied with a thoughtful look on his face. “A straightforward approach, at least on the surface, I can respect that. Though, I must admit, an civilisation that doesn’t fully appreciate the intricacies of an economic system does seem rather… complicated than simple, a monetary system makes sense. And Family often means entering into contracts, so I guess at least that is true with me Joining Starfleet.” He flashed a knowing smile, hoping to convey both his understanding and his unique perspective on the matter.

David nodded in assent, Alita beating him to the response. “Please take as much as you’d like,” he agreed. He slipped out of the growing crowd around Zekk, rather joining the science officer at the bar. “Lieutenant Spencer! I don’t think I’ve properly gotten to meet you. Glad you could make it!” He smiled. “I’m looking forward to getting to know you.”

Lieutenant Commander David Morris
Executive Officer

Petty Officer Zekk, Son of Quork
Operations Specialist/Helm
USS Wolverine