Lt. Silveira: Planning meal. Or what will we add after we eat…
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to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((USS Artemis-A, deck 6, Elysium))
Vitor had picked up Sam so they could share a meal and catch up. He had the perfect meal for them in mind, something that Sam could find nurturing. And it also had been at least a week since he had eaten fish himself. Now that they were at the Elysium he “allowed” her to pick her drink.
Silveira: But of course, I don’t want to be accused of not giving you a choice.
Richards: Well, if your majesty ::gesturing to Sil:: will allow it. I will have strawberry lemonade.
Vitor arched his eyebrows. It was hardly an appropriate choice but he let it go. After all Sam also needed something to pick, although he had a feeling he would be able to surprise her.
Silveira: Very well. Now get yourself comfortable and I will be right back.
Richards: Oh, I will. Don’t you worry. I’ll be so comfortable it’s almost a crime.
Vitor nodded and stepped to the bar. He missed Mir, the former bartender. But he had managed to get along with the rest of the staff there and after a few minutes they had replicated his recipe to the most delicious spot. And Sam’s strawberry lemonade.
He took Sam’s tray as one of the waiters followed him with his.
He smiled as he settled it down in front of Sam and nodded thankfully to the waiter. Holding his fork he winked, as he took a piece of the fillet and a good chunk of salade
Silveira: Now my dear friend, you will enjoy this banquet worthy of a Queen.
He didn’t wait for Sam to reply and took a bite at the refreshing salad. It was as close as it could be to the real thing. And as he chewed, Vitor realized he should have eaten a lot sooner.
Luckily it was a light but fulfilling dish.
Richards: ::Smirking:: I’ll be the judge of that.
He smiled and waited for Sam to taste it. He opened his arms, inquisitively.
Silveira: So… What do you think? And seriously I can understand if you don’t like it, but it is really healthy.
Richards: Hmmm. I will need to eat a bit more before I decide if I like it.
Vitor nodded, but he could tell when someone was enjoying their meal. And it looked like it had brought up an appetite on Sam. That was why he had chosen it.
He landed the fork with gusto in another piece of fish and salad. He wondered if he could make it a little spicier, but it was very tasty anyway.
Silveira: Fair enough…
Richards: So. Tell me more about this arcade.
Vitor smiled and leaned back as he chewed his food. He cleaned his lips with the napkin before speaking.
Silveira: It was a pet project, but I have to give a lot of credit to Imril. It started just with the Arcades, and I had an idea on the decor. I went there briefly and he did the most remarkable job. And even added the pinball machines that I had forgotten.
Richards: I have to know. Do you have Dance Dance Revolution?
Vitor narrowed his eyes as he tried to remember. There were a few of them, but admittedly he didn’t think there was one for dancing.
Silveira: I tried to find arcades for almost everyone, but admittedly I didn’t put any that required dancing. ::He leaned forward and set his fork in his dish:: Tell you what, we will go there once we finish and we set it up if it isn’t there. I am sure we can find some records of that arcade
Richards: Response
Vitor nodded and spoke as he picked another piece of fish and salad.
Silveira: My original thought was to have a program that everyone on the ship coud enjoy and relax to. I mean Nan loved the arcade I picked for her. The Captain loved her racing game… ::He raised his finger and leaned forward:: Oh and you know who beat all the records… Al. That little… Well somehow she skipped inside and crashed all my highscores. Her initials… Well.. ::he smiled and shook his head and hand:: Let’s say its still in the highscore table and there are a few I cant beat. ::He smiled, recalling their former comrade. He hoped she was happy in the Ronin.:: I miss Al from the Helm. I hope she is doing well.
Richards: Response
Vitor shrugged, they had managed to stir away from the hardest thoughts, the mission, missing friends, so he didn’t want them to delve too close to that.
Silveira: Anyway, if you also think of any other arcades we can easily place them.
Now how’s the food?
Richards: Response
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
Vitor had picked up Sam so they could share a meal and catch up. He had the perfect meal for them in mind, something that Sam could find nurturing. And it also had been at least a week since he had eaten fish himself. Now that they were at the Elysium he “allowed” her to pick her drink.
Silveira: But of course, I don’t want to be accused of not giving you a choice.
Richards: Well, if your majesty ::gesturing to Sil:: will allow it. I will have strawberry lemonade.
Vitor arched his eyebrows. It was hardly an appropriate choice but he let it go. After all Sam also needed something to pick, although he had a feeling he would be able to surprise her.
Silveira: Very well. Now get yourself comfortable and I will be right back.
Richards: Oh, I will. Don’t you worry. I’ll be so comfortable it’s almost a crime.
Vitor nodded and stepped to the bar. He missed Mir, the former bartender. But he had managed to get along with the rest of the staff there and after a few minutes they had replicated his recipe to the most delicious spot. And Sam’s strawberry lemonade.
He took Sam’s tray as one of the waiters followed him with his.
He smiled as he settled it down in front of Sam and nodded thankfully to the waiter. Holding his fork he winked, as he took a piece of the fillet and a good chunk of salade
Silveira: Now my dear friend, you will enjoy this banquet worthy of a Queen.
He didn’t wait for Sam to reply and took a bite at the refreshing salad. It was as close as it could be to the real thing. And as he chewed, Vitor realized he should have eaten a lot sooner.
Luckily it was a light but fulfilling dish.
Richards: ::Smirking:: I’ll be the judge of that.
He smiled and waited for Sam to taste it. He opened his arms, inquisitively.
Silveira: So… What do you think? And seriously I can understand if you don’t like it, but it is really healthy.
Richards: Hmmm. I will need to eat a bit more before I decide if I like it.
Vitor nodded, but he could tell when someone was enjoying their meal. And it looked like it had brought up an appetite on Sam. That was why he had chosen it.
He landed the fork with gusto in another piece of fish and salad. He wondered if he could make it a little spicier, but it was very tasty anyway.
Silveira: Fair enough…
Richards: So. Tell me more about this arcade.
Vitor smiled and leaned back as he chewed his food. He cleaned his lips with the napkin before speaking.
Silveira: It was a pet project, but I have to give a lot of credit to Imril. It started just with the Arcades, and I had an idea on the decor. I went there briefly and he did the most remarkable job. And even added the pinball machines that I had forgotten.
Richards: I have to know. Do you have Dance Dance Revolution?
Vitor narrowed his eyes as he tried to remember. There were a few of them, but admittedly he didn’t think there was one for dancing.
Silveira: I tried to find arcades for almost everyone, but admittedly I didn’t put any that required dancing. ::He leaned forward and set his fork in his dish:: Tell you what, we will go there once we finish and we set it up if it isn’t there. I am sure we can find some records of that arcade
Richards: Response
Vitor nodded and spoke as he picked another piece of fish and salad.
Silveira: My original thought was to have a program that everyone on the ship coud enjoy and relax to. I mean Nan loved the arcade I picked for her. The Captain loved her racing game… ::He raised his finger and leaned forward:: Oh and you know who beat all the records… Al. That little… Well somehow she skipped inside and crashed all my highscores. Her initials… Well.. ::he smiled and shook his head and hand:: Let’s say its still in the highscore table and there are a few I cant beat. ::He smiled, recalling their former comrade. He hoped she was happy in the Ronin.:: I miss Al from the Helm. I hope she is doing well.
Richards: Response
Vitor shrugged, they had managed to stir away from the hardest thoughts, the mission, missing friends, so he didn’t want them to delve too close to that.
Silveira: Anyway, if you also think of any other arcades we can easily place them.
Now how’s the food?
Richards: Response
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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