CNS Office (Attn. Tor)

Posted April 17, 2019, 12:37 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lissan Zenobia (Counselor) (Trinity Fister)

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 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 Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) 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)

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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Having to put a mental barrier between her and the remainder of the tempting dough, Lissan smiled. “Did you ever cook with any of your siblings? Or did you cook mostly with the adults in your family?” It was not uncommon that cooking would become a staple in a home with many members. In fact, Lissan would beg to say that food was the best way to unify a family. It managed to combine art with precision and skill, opening avenues for people of all sorts of personalities and interests.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

“With some. Most of my family didn’t really have an interest in the kitchen… just what came out of it.” he said with a laugh. “But one of my brothers is a chef on Risa, and my youngest sister is his sous chef. So there is a bit of family pride in our ability to put ingredients together. Odd… for a Bolian family. Our species can eat almost anything, regardless of taste or freshness or anything. When I was in the Academy, I spent my first year fending off people trying to see what I could digest. I kept having to tell them ‘Just because I can eat anything doesn’t mean I want to.’ I think I disappointed more than a few of my classmates that way.” he said with another good-natured laugh.

Tor, CE

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I’m sure they had good intentions,” Lissan chuckled, mildly. “The Bolian digestive system is one of life’s many wonders, and people tend to become overzealous about what they wish to understand.. much to the misfortune of the subject.” She remarked. “Although, being able to consume such a wide range of foods must have opened up a world of opportunity in the culinary arts.” For a moment, Lissan fell quiet. “Would you say you have a signature dish? Or a dish you connect best to?

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Kendric pondered for a moment. “Thats a good question. I don’t think I have ever been asked that.” and he looked lost in thought for a moment. Finally he said “Probably my most requested dish is my jambalaya. And I do love cooking it. It makes the whole kitchen smell amazing. But of my own recipes, it would probably be what i call Bolian pot stickers. Every one of my people who has eaten it raves about them. Unfortunately, this is where our digestive systems can turn around and bite me, no pun intended.” and he laughed. “I make it with two-week old scorpanid adrenal sacs. Quite poisonous to most when they are fresh, even more so when they have… well… ‘aged’.” But they have such a unique flavor. My people can’t get enough of them.”

Tor, CE

It saddens me that the Andorian stomach cannot handle such poisonous things,” A pout, subtle against pale lips, spread across her features. It was frivolous in its intention, but she was the slightest bit sad she couldn’t try this dish. “Forgive my ignorance, but Jambalaya is the southern Terran dish with the rice, seafood and cajunish spices, right?” Lissan couldn’t say she knew much of Terran food, but she was never opposed to learning more. Food was an adventure the bold endeavored. More could be learned through the cuisine of a culture than every history book ever written of them. It was an expression of their tradition, their uniqueness.

Dr. Lissan
CNS

Tor shook his bald blue-and-gray head excitedly. “Yes! Yes it is! Oh, it is so much fun to prepare. The kitchen just comes alive with aromas and the dish itself is very colorful.” and he stopped for a moment and looked at the Counselor. “Perhaps we could do a dinner for the crew sometime. Nice treat whenever we find ourselves with some down time. The only thing better than cooking for people is cooking for lots of people.”

Tor, CE

Genius! Starfleet’s rigid with their officers. I’m sure they could use a break from the formality.. and poor excuses for real food.” Lissan eyed the replicator, mentally accusing it of foul play. “I haven’t been on this ship long enough to know my left from my right, but does Memorial have a galley?” His excitement was almost as contagious as the Bolian smile. “Either way, I see a future chat with the skipper.” Tor seemed a persuasive man, together they might be able to swing Tralla in favor of a crew dinner.

Dr. Lissan
CNS


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