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Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?

Posted Jan. 22, 2021, 10:24 a.m. by Lieutenant Kiama Naim (Chief Science Officer) (Silke Fahl)

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?

Posted by Lieutenant Kiama Naim (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?
Looking up from her PaDD, Kiama’s gaze landed on the antique clock on her bookshelf and she let out a soft curse. She had lost track of time while reading through the latest reports, leaving her with less than half an hour till Faye was supposed to arrive for dinner. Of course she could just replicate something, but she had promised to cook and she didn’t want to go back on her promise. Rising to her feet, she place the PaDD on her desk and then hurried off into her bedroom to change out of her uniform. Without hesitation she picked one of her favourite dresses: a pale pink tea dress with white flowers on the skirt. Close to the hem the flowers were plenty and of various sizes. but they became fewer and smaller the closer they were to the waist. Her curls were still pulled back in a neat braided up-do from her shift and her feet clad in black ballerina slippers.

Back in the main room, Kiama grabbed the small basket she had prepared earlier and tapped her combadge, =/\= Kiama to Faye Calloway. I lost track of time. I’m sorry. Would you like to help cook or meet a little bit later? I’m heading towards the kitchen in the Officer’s Mess right now. =/\= That said, she stepped out of her quarters and made her way towards the mess. It would be easier if quarters came with kitchens, but thankfully Chef Harv had given her permission to use his tonight.

~Lt. Naim, CSO

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of her quarters, Faye was mentally working through a problem. Not that that was unusual, but after a tony mind dump, she was determined to attempt some control over the situation. Clearly having pushed it down before had been an ultimately bad idea, but perhaps she could approach it differently now. She honestly didn’t want to remember anything, but she might not have a choice now that they had proven there were ways to make it possible. It was a dangerous game, but the only way to make sense of any of it was to let it happen and not fight it so much.

But Kiama’s call was a welcome interruption. =/\=I need a few minutes, so go ahead and get started and I’ll be there shortly.=/\=

~Faye Calloway

=/\= No rush, =/\= Kiama replied and then closed the com channel, while a soft and relaxed smile played across her face.

It only took a few more minutes till she arrived in front of the Officer’s Mess. Slipping quietly into the kitchen, she placed her basket in one corner so neither of them would trip over it and maybe get hurt. After all nothing in there was needed for what she had in mind to cook. All those ingredients she had already set aside earlier. With the help of Chef Harv, who was letting her use the spice she needed. And while a few things were replicated, most of the vegetables were actually fresh. Something she was very excited about. After measuring out some rice and getting two cutting boards and knives, Kiama started to peel and dice the red potatoes and sweet potatoes. All the while she was singing softly, something that sounded a bit like it might be an old folk song or a lullaby.

~Lt. Naim, CSO


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