pNPC Mark Foster - Tasty
Jamie LeBlanc
(( Holodeck 2 ))
Thus far Mark was still alive – or, well, as alive as a sentient hologram could get – and not wholly embarrassed. Win!
Now what were they doing?
Mark: Oh yeah, we were supposed to get drinks for everyone! Come on! What does everyone want?
Maramox: We should see if they have some lemonade. Something citrus-y ::They smiled over at Mark.::
Shimisi: I'll go with the juice too, I want to start easy as the party might be long.
That sounded smart. Then again Mark had never been drunk. Though he had human memories of being drunk. Something about a security party… if he focused really hard he could remember singing.
Georgio: Oh! Yes Elias got special drinks for us. ::He beamed at Mark.:: I will try anything he may have for us.
Shimisi: Anything special for you?
Georgio: If you all have juices then I think I want to try one of the holo ones.
Mark: Yes, a holo-drink! ::He scrunched his face up in thought for a moment.:: Uhm, grandpa Cade told me to order a “Lemon Drop”
He did not know what that meant, but lemons sounded tasty. His human memories gave an echo of loving lemonade.
Shimisi: Good. Then, as the host, how much time do we have until Jalana gives her speech and we're set loose on the party?
All eyes went towards Georgio.
Georgio: It should be soon. You know she won't be able to wait long, she's always so excited for these shinies.
That she was!
Shimisi: I must confess that since I've become part of this crew, my social interactions in these events have improved.
Georgio: Oh what's wonderful honey. Is the crew rubbing off on you?
Mark: That’s good, right?
Maramox: Yeah, what can I expect to change in me? ::They hoped their tone came off as silly. They weren’t certain if it did though.::
Mark shrugged towards Maramox.
Mark: I think it’s an ‘everyone in their own time’ sort of thing?
Shimisi: As everyone follows her style, it's hard not to mingle and loosen up. I still find it hard to do it on duty as I have years of following rules, be careful to stand up challenging the way things are and family responsibilities.
Georgio: Oh honey you'll find your own way in the dynamic. Don't you worry about it.
Maramox: This crew is a team and I’m sure we’ll have each other’s backs.
Mark: Exactly!
Shimisi: It comes with the planet and species. But don't worry, I'm starfleet now, not just a Pygorian.
And they were not a common species in Starfleet. That had to be weird. Mark could understand somewhat. He was weird, but in a different way.
Georgio: Of course you are both. ::He looked confused.:: Is that a biological expression?
Maramox: I believe it’s a… Alliance expression. I think. ::Looking over at Shimisi to ensure their own correctness.::
Shimisi: Response
Georgio: Oh, maybe it's because as Hologram I have no ingrained culture. Or is my culture fashion and beauty? ::He grinned.::
Maramox: I think that yes, you get to define what it means for you. ::A big smile back from Maramox to Georgio.::
Mark: I think Maramox is right, you get to choose whatever you want!
Shimisi: Response
Elias had outdone himself, as the drinks arrived, juices and one cocktail all in glittering lovely glasses, Mark was more than a little surprised to see his was in a glass with a stem and a wide bowl. Coupe glass – he would later learn the name.
Georgio: Oh this.. is this what fruit tastes like? Oh how marvelous! Have you tried it yet cupcake? ::He looked at Mark.::
He looked over to Georgio, a little afraid to try whatever Grandpa Cade had recommended for him.
Mark: I have not. At least not yours, not yet. But I kinda remember what fruit tastes like…
He wondered what memories might get stirred up from tasting them again.
Maramox: I would say fruits are some of the best foods you can eat. If you have the biology to eat them that is. I know Denobulans can enjoy some very hard fruits that others can’t.
Shimisi/Georgio: ?
Mark: From what I remember they are sweet and delicious.
Maramox: I’ll see if we can find a way to recreate the tastes for you two. ::They smiled so genuinely.::
Shimisi/Georgio: ?
Finally Mark picked up his drink, holding it delicately as if he was afraid he might break the little stem.
And he sipped.
And his eyes widened.
Mark: Oooh, that’s sour! And sweet! And… ::and for a moment his face wrinkled in dismay:: Grandpa… ::he growled in mock outrage.::
Shimisi/Georgio/Maramox: ?
Cade Foster was not in the area so he wasn’t standing by to chuckle at Mark’s reaction. Though Mark was pretty sire Grandpa Cade was getting amusement from this somehow.
Mark: I’m pretty sure the real version of this is alcoholic.
Shimisi/Georgio/Maramox: ?
He took another tentative sip.
Mark: It’s actually really tasty…
Which was kind of disturbing. If this was real you could keep drinking them all too easily.
Shimisi/Georgio/Maramox: ?
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tags/tbc
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pNPC Mark Foster
EMH Mark II
USS Constitution-B
~Julian Beck
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