03-18-2025, 05:55 PM
The last round of darts was about to start when the Captain joined in, Keti was extremely flattered by this. It was a social environment and Keti was slightly drunk, as a person who didn't drink much in his life it hit him harder. If it wasn't for his size, it would have been worse.
"Greetings Gentlemen." She greeted the First Officer and Jukish. "Who's winning?" The Captain asked just before Keti was about to start the last round. "Its a pleasure to have you with us, the score close enough where its anyone's game. Commander Ameen is a skilled opponent, if his aim stays true he will win this one." It was a good game that they were playing, it was equally friendly as competitive.
"Anyone else want anything?" She asked. "I just ordered chips and salsa for the table." Amila asked before the order was taken to to the P.O.S.
Keti piped up. "Yes there are a couple dishes that would be complimentary to that pallet, Hummus and artichoke dip." He did try some Salsas that were good, and some of them were a little too spicy. Salsa was not one of the spicy dishes he enjoyed, but knew others did.
As he approached the line, Keti was remembering why he chose this game in the first place. It was a symbolic game that was a little less obvious, but it was there. One of them was the line on the floor, just like people there is that line that can not be crossed. He still used his right hand to make his shots, and after completion Keti was happy with the shot. Even if the best results for him was a tie, he didn't really care one way or the other. In the bigger picture regardless of points everyone won, and that's all that mattered.
==Tag==
"Greetings Gentlemen." She greeted the First Officer and Jukish. "Who's winning?" The Captain asked just before Keti was about to start the last round. "Its a pleasure to have you with us, the score close enough where its anyone's game. Commander Ameen is a skilled opponent, if his aim stays true he will win this one." It was a good game that they were playing, it was equally friendly as competitive.
"Anyone else want anything?" She asked. "I just ordered chips and salsa for the table." Amila asked before the order was taken to to the P.O.S.
Keti piped up. "Yes there are a couple dishes that would be complimentary to that pallet, Hummus and artichoke dip." He did try some Salsas that were good, and some of them were a little too spicy. Salsa was not one of the spicy dishes he enjoyed, but knew others did.
As he approached the line, Keti was remembering why he chose this game in the first place. It was a symbolic game that was a little less obvious, but it was there. One of them was the line on the floor, just like people there is that line that can not be crossed. He still used his right hand to make his shots, and after completion Keti was happy with the shot. Even if the best results for him was a tie, he didn't really care one way or the other. In the bigger picture regardless of points everyone won, and that's all that mattered.
==Tag==