Fleet Captain Addison MacKenzie - Hodgepodge
Addison MacKenzie
((Taste of the Quadrants – Deck 229, Deep Space 224))
Dinner invitations didn’t often make their way across the commanding officer’s desk and, when they did, she wasn’t often compelled to act on them. MacKenzie was often cordial with the crew – as much as decorum allowed – but didn’t often fraternize with those under her command, preferring instead to maintain a level of professionalism. In recent years, however, that stance had softened a bit, and so when she’d received a message from Ensign Cole and Samantha Richards, it seemed a good opportunity to get better acquainted with two of the newer members of the Artemis crew.
Besides, they were meeting at a place called Taste of the Quadrants, and it seemed silly to pass up an opportunity to check out one of the newer restaurants on Deep Space 224.
As MacKenzie strolled the Third Promenade, she couldn’t help but smile. She had a lot of history built up in this place, from the time she first got assigned to the Borderlands as the first officer of the Resolution, now through her time as commanding officer of the Artemis. Since taking command, they hadn’t gotten back here as often as she’d liked despite this being the main Starfleet base of operations in the region, but walking these decks very much offered her a sense of comfort and familiarity.
She could almost smell the wings from Molly Malone’s several decks away.
Alas, there would be no wings today – at least, she wasn’t counting on it – but the opportunity to sample a new restaurant offered its own level of excitement.
As MacKenzie strolled up to the new establishment, she could already see colored lanterns from many cultures hanging above the door, which happened to be flanked by empty barrels of Bloodwine and a flickering Ferengi-style marquis. If the décor was any indication, they were likely about to stumble into a culinary hodgepodge. She nodded affirmatively as she saw Richards and Cole standing underneath the flickering sign.
MacKenzie: Well, this is certainly something, isn’t it?
Richards/Cole: Response
She offered a smile and a quick shake of the head.
MacKenzie: I never turn down an invitation to try a new restaurant. It seems… eclectic.
Richards/Cole: Response
MacKenzie shrugged dismissively and pushed her way through the door with the steam-covered porthole. When the trio entered, it was even darker inside than its exterior might have suggested – the lighting dim, illuminated by more colorful lanterns above each of the tables. The restaurant was moderately crowded, but they still had their pick of several open tables. Eying an empty booth in the corner, she waved for the others to follow her.
When entering the booth, Addison bounced on the bench seats several times, testing their comfort. They were plush with a decent degree of firmness and support. They would do.
On the tabletop were several menus, along with a kiosk meant for submitting their orders. She raised a quick eyebrow – there didn’t seem to be much for waitstaff at the establishment, not that they could see, anyway – but that wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Many of the establishments on the base had opted to use holographic waitstaff over employing the locals. It was a shame, in her opinion, but a sign of changing times, she supposed.
She picked up a menu off the table and started to glance through it.
MacKenzie: Anything catch your eye?
Richards/Cole: Response
Tag, and TBC!
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Fleet Captain Addison
MacKenzie, M.D., Ph.D., FASFS
Commanding Officer
USS Artemis-A
Captains Council Member at Large
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