Posted Jan. 21, 2019, 1:20 a.m. by Lieutenant Zeke Drake (Chief Medical Officer) (Mike Monte)
Posted by Lieutenant Siennadye Nox (Counselor) in Main Sim: Starbase 51, 51st street wine bar and grill (open to anyone)
Posted by Ensign Cassidy Abrams (Security Officer) in Main Sim: Starbase 51, 51st street wine bar and grill (open to anyone)
Posted by Lieutenant Zeke Drake (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim: Starbase 51, 51st street wine bar and grill (open to anyone)
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Even though Cass wanted to seem casual, her expectations and hopes were worn on her sleeve loud enough for Sienna to hear them without prying. She smiled and shook her head, vowing if they didn’t have off shifts together, she would endeavor to help that happen without letting them know so they could spend some shore leave together. “I am afraid I have not seen him, but surely he will get time out soon, or he may already be out and about and I just haven’t caught him. He seems to be rather confident in himself. Charming, handsome, and intelligent. I wonder if he will ever settle down though.” she mused.
Nox, CNS
“That he-” Abrams was interrupted by a comment over their shoulders.
Zeke finally returned from.using the bathroom. “Sorry,” he apologized. “I keep forgetting how different freshly cooked food digests than the standard replicated fare. For me, anyway.”
CMO
Neutral face, Abrams, neutral face, Cass told herself, momentarily forgetting she was in the company of a Betazoid who may or may not pick up the feeling behind the thought, if not the thought itself. Then she felt a flush of slight embarrassment as she realized that Nox probably had no trouble knowing her feelings for Steven. What they were was… complicated. Yes, they were definitely a couple and things seemed to be improved since they had reunited after their split. But more than that? Well, she knew what she wanted and was giving it a bit more time before she brought up discussions about the future. She knew that once she did, it was either they take the next step (and whatever they agreed it was) or break up for good.
Glancing at the CMO, Cassidy gave a nod. “Doctor,” she greeted neutrally. If she really let herself think about it, the man was… odd.
Ensign Abrams, Security
She too ordered a burger, one with a fried egg and avocado on top of the meat patty. She liked her hamburgers loaded. She also ordered the fries which really seemed more like potato wedges, and oddly enough wine. Sienna loved wine and rarely drank it because synthehol just didn’t quite measure up. It was good enough in a pinch, but not quite.
She then turned to the Doctor, trying hard not to smile about Cassidy’s rather rambling thoughts. “Doctor! It is nice to see you taking some shore leave. It seems to me, you need quite a bit of it. I was thinking you were getting chafed from the feeling of confinement and mission oriented time. I hope you get plenty of down time while we are here to refresh you.”
Nox, CNS
“Seriously?!?” Zeke was fuming. “I’m probably going to have to give each and every crewmember a full physical when we leave. All this rich, real food is going to throw off metabolism charts! Blood sugars. Cholesterol levels. Amino acids!”
Although, he did find himself secretly hoping that he didn’t break the toilet.
CMO
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