Ens Lyara Alroyo - At Motherbase
Lyara Alroyo
((Molly Malone’s Irish Pub - Deck 225, Deep Space 224))
Alroyo smiled as she looked to the slice then back to her captain. She didn’t expect her to get so familiar so quickly, but it was good to shatter her expectations sooner rather than later.
Lyara: And I’m glad to be a part of your crew and have this great pizza. ::She motioned to the wings:: Are the wings still the best in the galaxy?
She took another bite, sorely missing the spice. Maybe she could get some hot sauce for it. It wouldn’t be as spicy as she liked, but it’d work.
MacKenzie: I can’t say they’re the best in the galaxy, but I look forward to having them every chance we have an opportunity to get back here. Highly recommended.
Lyara: Maybe next time I come I’ll have to order them. I can see why this place is a favorite of your previous ships.
Alroyo looked around the bar and admired that even though there were hundreds of others that looked similar to it, it still stood out from the rest.
MacKenzie: Maybe next time I come I’ll have to order them. I can see why this place is a favorite of your crew.
Lyara: I actually learned while reading about the station that the woman this very pub is named after was known as “The Tart With a Cart”. I don’t know why they named her after a pastry. Maybe she was a baker?
She shrugged, as the slang term had no meaning to her Bajoran ears. If she even knew what it meant she might not even have approved of it.
MacKenzie: I suppose so. I can’t say I’ve ever been, if I’m honest. I’ve never had much of a sweet tooth, but chicken wings ::she wagged a clean drumette again:: I’ve never been able to turn down.
Lyara: I’ve always had a soft spot for food of other cultures. I’ve always wanted to try a burger since a lot of my human friends obsess over them.
Addison pointed towards the bar’s exit.
MacKenzie: A former first officer of mine used to be a fan of the Burger Nagus, but I never really cared much for it… I haven’t had any burgers that beat this little greasy spoon out in the Shoals I had when I was a medical officer on the Veritas.
Lyara: Well, I’ll keep that in mind then.
Food seemed to be a really dominant theme of tonight’s conversation, and it seemed that the captain had noticed.
MacKenzie: Enough food talk. I assume you’re planning on taking advantage of your time off during this shore leave?
Alroyo was glad that the food talk was turning into more meaningful talk. As much as she could talk about food for hours, she knew in some cultures it was considered a form of small talk to some and could accidentally signal they couldn’t find a common interest.
Lyara: For shore leave I’m still looking for some things to do.
MacKenzie: Response
Lyara: Well I am going to call my parents, it’s been a hot minute and I’m sure they’re praying daily that I haven’t found myself out of an airlock.
Lyara chuckled to herself as she took a sip of her drink. She could imagine her mom’s reaction to her getting stabbed, thankfully there would be a screen separating them but Alroyo would never hear the end of it.
MacKenzie: Response
Lyara: Sadly I’m missing the gratitude festival at home, but I’m sure there’s a temple I can get my prayers in at.
Not that she exactly missed the hours of praying her parents would take her to do. She was always a more short and concise prayer kind of person than the “Dear Prophets, today i blah blah” for four hours.
MacKenzie: Response
Alroyo took another sip of her drink and looked to MacKenzie.
Lyara: What about you sir? Do you have any outstanding plans while we’re at motherbase?
MacKenzie: Response
TAG/TBC
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Lyara Alroyo
Helm/Operations
USS Artemis-A
D240108LA4