05-23-2025, 01:18 AM
==Morning Breakfast Security Senior Chief Petty Officer Samantha Reagan==
The Crew mess was clearly of an older design and as such Samantha felt right at home. The smells, layout and tech were all a decade old and oh so familiar. As she was passing through the line an older food service crewman came up and added something to her plate without asking.
She was about to react until she recognized both the food on her tray and the grizzled old chef that put it there. "Damn Cliff I thought they had sent you off to a penal colony;" to which he replied in a growl, "No way I turned it down because I figured you'd be there selling your ass to the guards."
Putting her tray down they embraced, and it turned out that both had heard that the other had died. After a brief catch up Cliff returned to the kitchen and Sam headed over to a table with a familiar looking female Nurse.
The two women would see a very tall red-haired E-8 Security NCO. Charlotte remembered seeing her cozying up with Keir in the observation lounge. The two looked quite comfortable.
"Good morning, I'm Samantha, but Sam is ok, you're Charlotte right, Keir mentioned you?," She reached out her hand to shake Charlotte's and it would be then that the women caught the odor drifting from her rather large tray of food.
The redhead was well over six feet in height and was clearly very fit, but the pungent smell from her platter while not unpleasant was somewhat overwhelming. Noticing their reaction she grinned, "The Chef calls it Toxic Waste; and only the brave and foolish try it long enough to be able to enjoy it; would you like to try a spoonful?," she offered to the Nurse, and then turned to the other woman again offering a large hand which she shook gently.
"So, what is on your schedule today ladies?"
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The Crew mess was clearly of an older design and as such Samantha felt right at home. The smells, layout and tech were all a decade old and oh so familiar. As she was passing through the line an older food service crewman came up and added something to her plate without asking.
She was about to react until she recognized both the food on her tray and the grizzled old chef that put it there. "Damn Cliff I thought they had sent you off to a penal colony;" to which he replied in a growl, "No way I turned it down because I figured you'd be there selling your ass to the guards."
Putting her tray down they embraced, and it turned out that both had heard that the other had died. After a brief catch up Cliff returned to the kitchen and Sam headed over to a table with a familiar looking female Nurse.
The two women would see a very tall red-haired E-8 Security NCO. Charlotte remembered seeing her cozying up with Keir in the observation lounge. The two looked quite comfortable.
"Good morning, I'm Samantha, but Sam is ok, you're Charlotte right, Keir mentioned you?," She reached out her hand to shake Charlotte's and it would be then that the women caught the odor drifting from her rather large tray of food.
The redhead was well over six feet in height and was clearly very fit, but the pungent smell from her platter while not unpleasant was somewhat overwhelming. Noticing their reaction she grinned, "The Chef calls it Toxic Waste; and only the brave and foolish try it long enough to be able to enjoy it; would you like to try a spoonful?," she offered to the Nurse, and then turned to the other woman again offering a large hand which she shook gently.
"So, what is on your schedule today ladies?"
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