Posted Sept. 14, 2021, 1:47 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Henry Rodier (Chief of Security) (Gavin Burkhardt)
Posted by Commander Aaron Foley (Executive Officer) in Side Sim - Mess Hall (open to all)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Henry Rodier (Chief of Security) in Side Sim - Mess Hall (open to all)
Posted by Commander Aaron Foley (Executive Officer) in Side Sim - Mess Hall (open to all)
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Ah, Mondays. Even in space, they held a special sort of torture. That fact was, of course, entirely Henry’s own fault, given that he made his own department’s deadlines. He still couldn’t remember why he had set a weekly manifest check deadline every Monday, of all days. But it was there, and he’d managed to get everyone to meet it. And now, to the Mess.The Challenger’s Mess Hall was a quite spacious room, and one that Chief Rodier had entered many a time. He approached the replicator, still contemplating his choice, and decided to treat himself. “Rodier, Henry, Order 11,” he said. Within a few moments, the machine had replicated the order: a large plate containing mashed potatoes, corn, and a sizable hunk of chicken covered in a purpleish-brown sauce. Beside it was a smaller plate containing a mottled portion of what seemed like some sort of brownie or pie, as well as a glass of water.
Collecting his order, Henry moved to a table near the room’s main entrance and sat down, wondering if anyone else might come in search of dinner.
~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - COS
“Mind if I join you Lieutenant?” Aaron said walking up, a cup of coffee in his hand. It might be the evening ship time, but Aaron could use the pick me up.
Cmdr. Foley - XO
Henry half stood, a bit of potato on his lip. “Not at all, Commander.” He scooted over a bit, eyeing Aaron’s drink. “Long day, sir?”
~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - COS
“Please, sit,” Aaron said motioning for Henry to take a seat. “Not more so then normal. Just a bit of a pick me up, plus it’s sometimes nice to have something hot to drink. Did you just get off shift yourself?”
Pulling out an empty chair, Aaron pulled himself up to the table.
Cmdr. Foley - XO
Henry sat back down, scraping the chair slightly as he pulled himself closer to the table. “As off shift as I can be these days. Seems every time the schedule gets under control, it changes.” He frowned very slightly and took a sip of water, perhaps realizing that might’ve sounded like a jab at the Commander.
~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - COS
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