CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted Feb. 25, 2019, 9:10 a.m. by Lieutenant Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lissan Zenobia (Counselor) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted by Lieutenant Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lissan Zenobia (Counselor) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted by Lieutenant Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lissan Zenobia (Counselor) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted by Lieutenant Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lissan Zenobia (Counselor) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted by Lieutenant Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lissan Zenobia (Counselor) in CNS Office (Attn. Tor)
Slowly, but surely, Lissan was beginning to check names off of the ever-growing list. Not all of them had been particularly grand visits, but at least she was getting to experience some fairly idiosyncratic personalities. Chewing the inside of her lip in contemplation, Lissan debated who should go next. Out on a whim, and in hopes the CE was an agreeable man, Lissan chose to go with him.

=^=Lissan to Tor, if you have a second, I’d like to schedule you for a psych evaluation.=^= Man, that was getting boring to say.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

=/\= Was on my way to you now, Counselor. Be there in five. =/\= came an immediate response. Tor was actually on his way for his boarding check in. He was one of the few people he knew that didn’t mind talking to the Counselor. Kendric always thought that having a Counselor on board was a good idea, and insisted that his Engineering teams make regular visits to ensure their mental health.

=^=Wonderful! I look forwards to our visit, Lieutenant.=^= Despite the mechanical tone of her voice, Lissan did her damndest to try and project friendliness through a stoic machine.

Holding a small brown paper bag in his hand, he walked up to the door and pressed the chime. The big, blue Bolian Engineer wore a smile and rocked back and forth on his heels a bit, and hummed softly to himself.

Tor, CE

Tor’s mind was impossible to ignore, his precense prominent in comparison to the other minds she had been subject to in these last few hours. Raising her head, she tilted her chin slightly, “Come in!” She called, assuming he had rung the chime.

When the Engineer stepped into the room, he would find himself in the precense of an anomaly. Although minty skin dressing a woman who appeared Andorian was peculiar, it was no match for her lack of ears. Despite these physiological oddities, the Counselor still wore a large, somewhat goofy smile. She truly was a harmless creature.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Tor entered and said “Counselor, a pleasure. Lieutenant Kendric Tor. Oh, and I brought you a little something.” and he handed her the bag. Inside were two cinnamon and sugar rolls, iced with a pale blue glaze. “Deltan trophy rolls. A particular favorite of mine.” he added with a broad smile.

Tor, CE

OOC: Part of me wishes there was a restaurant out there that tried to replicate Star Trek foods. Some of them sound quite interesting! Except for gagh… Talk about living dirt sushi.

IC: Antennae perked up like a curious child, waiting to see what present their grandparent had brought them, Lissan peered into the bag. “Thank you, Lieutenant; I daresay you have a splendid taste in food!” Raising up a hand, she held up a finger, as if telling him to wait a few seconds. Slipping from her desk, she returned with two metal plates, courteousy of the replicator. “Usually I have cookies or some kind of baked good to offer, but alas! Free time is a tad non-existent.” She grinned, setting a plate before him, gesturing for him to take a seat. “Although, since Trophy Rolls are best enjoyed closer to the time they were baked or replicated, I’d suggest we enjoy them instead. What do you say?

Dr. Lissan
CNS

OOC: I would totally eat gagh. Mmmmm… wiggling dirt sushi. Tasty. What I don’t think I could eat is the bland Vulcan food. Talk about boring.

IC: Tor inclined his head and smiled. “Well, I just baked them, so it is the ideal time indeed.” and he took the indicated seat. “Benefits of being an Engineer. I can design just about any cooking appliance I need.” and he laughed. He waited for her to take a bite, then did the same. “I add just a hint of Rigellian vanilla. I find it compliments the cinnamon quite well.”

Tor, CE

OOC: Plomeek soup would probably taste and as good as bland beet soup. Even as a vegetarian, it doesn’t sound appealing!

IC: “It must come in handy, especially at times like these.” Lissan grinned and took a bite of the roll. Pleasantly surprised by the flavour Tor had managed to harness in the simple sweet, she set it down. “Agreed! And thanks to the replicator, you needn’t go to the great lengths of the Galaxy to get them.” She chuckled. “I take it you have a passion for the kitchen?

Dr. Lissan

Tor laughed and said “I only use the replicator for the really simple ingredients. Keeps the weird flavors and textures to a minimum. Thankfully, I have made a few ‘connections’, if that is the right term, and I can most of what I need fresh or at least frozen and not replicated.” and he took a bite. The texture was light with a good distribution of air between the layers of flaky and moist dough. ‘They didn’t turn out half bad for using an improvised oven.’ he thought to himself. “And yes, I am very fortunate. I have two passions..a passion for the kitchen and a passion for working on things. It was a really hard choice… engineering or cooking. But I think I’ve found a pretty good balance between the two.”

Tor, CE

There is something about food made from real ingredients that can never quite compare to the synthetic phonies from the replicator.” Lissan remarked, savouring the dough’s pillowy texture that almost reminded her of a Terran Croissant. While she would never fully admit it, Zenobia was big on texture, hence her hatred for foods such as liver and redbat. Although, Tor had managed a fine dough despite the drawbacks of being far from a gourmet kitchen. “Did your drive for tinkering start in the kitchen, or what it the other way around?

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Tor chuckled. “I started cooking when I was five. I come from a large family, so cooking was a constant in our home. It was after that… oh, probably around my tenth birthday, that I discovered machinery and my ‘aptitude’ for it. Fortunately, my parents were always encouraging of me and my siblings pursuing our interests.’

Tor, CE


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