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Side Sim: 6-Forward Lounge [Open]

Posted July 19, 2019, 2:40 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Andromeda Sentrya (Chief Engineer) (Trin S)

“Aww da–dagnabbit!” A woman, clearly vexed, hissed at the pan as if it were capable of understanding her severe displeasure with its results. Four. That was how many times the engineer had attempted an omelette. Each time, in some new and fantastical way, she had managed to burn or otherwise destroy the poor creation. “You’d think someone who could handle the warp core of a ship could figure out simple eggs.” She muttered to herself, wrinkling her nose at the rubbish chute that taunted her from the corner of her eye.

Exasperated, Andromeda rubbed her face only to realise she had pieces of egg on her fingertips. Pulling her hands back at the feeling of an oily presence on her skin, whe stared down at the smooshed, slightly burnt eggs that littered her fingertips. Without anything else to say or do, she laughed. Sentrya knew she probably looked and sounded insane, but she couldn’t bring herself to care.

Having rinsed her hands off, and wiped what felt like egg from her cheeks, Sentrya figured it was time she settled for the replicator. Time was fleeting and she had work to finish for her classes. Defeated, albeit determined to succeed the next time, Andromeda begrudgingly approached the replicator. Eggs didn’t sound good anyways.

Sentrya, a Frazzled Engineer


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