Ensign Marcus Forza: A Meal, Needlessly Thwarted.
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Jason
Jan 19, 2025, 2:58:17 AM1/19/25
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((Crew Lounge, Deck 4, USS Khitomer))
Marcus happened to be in the Crew Lounge eating some food, a classic cheeseburger and fries. Sure maybe not the most healthy meal, but indulging every now and again wouldn't hurt. Sitting in the back corner of the room, Marcus felt he would've been left alone. The way he likes it. He knows he needs to interact with the crew, and he would, but not when he's eating.
Sparks: ::muffled:: Ensn Frza!! ::swallowing hastily:: Ensign Forza, Sir! ::Her hand flattened on her chest as the uncomfortable wad of under chewed chili made its way down her esophagus.:: Beggin' your pardon there sir, Forgot to chew that last bit...::clearing her throat so hard her pigtails flailed about:: I'd sure like it if you joined me?
Munching down on the burger, Marcus was jolted by the sudden excitement of the girl in pigtails.
Forza: ::jolting back:: Petty Officer Sparks? Uh, by all means, ::gesturing to a seat:: take a seat?
Groaning after taking a rather big sip of her milkshake, Stella would plop herself down on the seat next to him. Well not exactly next to him, but next to the seat next to his.
Sparks: I was hopin' I'd get a chance to see ya. ::whipping out her PADD:: I thought you'd wanna peep here at the rest of the readings we got back.
Forza: I guess I don’t see why not.
The energy radiating off of her was awe inspiring. oO How could someone so small pack so much excitement? Oo Marcus sat and listened as Stella went on about all of the stuff that the probe reported back. Just as there was a moment of calm, Marcus spotted a tall figure approaching, donning a blue collar and one solid and one hollow pip.
El’Heem: Well met, ensigns
Marcus glanced over at Stella's collar and then glanced down back at his. oO Ensigns? Plural? Oo Just as soon as he looked back up, the man sat down between them.
Sparks: ::snorting between tinkling laughter:: Ensigns? Ah dang sir, you sure do flatter. I ain't got no jewelry on my collar, sir. But I ain't gonna turn down the implications none.
Forza: ::Slightly nodding at Ras:: Lieutenant. Don’t mind her sir, she’s rather excitable.
El’Heem: Forza and Sparks right?
Sparks: Wow....how'd you guess that?? ::her hand shot out:: Petty Officer Stella Sparks, Feel free to call me Stella, or Sparky, if you're nasty ::winking before more snorting giggles:: Last part is a joke, 'course.
El’Heem: What? You didn’t know Kressari were telepathic?
Forza: Not really Lieutenant.
Sparks: Strictly speaking their sir, you're the first one I done met. Real pleased to learn all I can! I ain't got no fancy telepathy, so you'll just have to speak your piece out loud you don't mind.
Forza: Good luck getting a word in. ::beat:: Did you really read our minds?
El’Heem: No. I’ve read your medical files, Doctor El’Heem nice to meet you both.
Sparks: ::snorting:: Good one, Sir. You coulda told me you was reading my mind and I sure would believe you. ::taking another sip of her melting shake:: Whatchu got there? I ain't never seen nothing like it.
Forza: Looks like fungus…
Marcus hated mushrooms of any kind. oO Why would anyone eat something that literally decomposes things? Oo
El’Heem: It’s Rik’ta. A Kressari dish of meat stuffed mushrooms. We always eat it around this time of year.
Sparks: Uh...Tuesdays? Favorite day of the week or somethin'?
Forza: ::putting his face in his hand:: Stella no…
El’Heem: You know! Thoa’Rymm is this week!
Forza: ::raising his head back up:: Tho what?
Sparks: Oh, bless you sir. Them allergies really do ya in don't they?
Marcus snapped his head looking at Sparks.
Forza: ::whispering:: Seriously?
At that very moment, Marcus regretted allowing Sparks to sit next to him. As if he hadn’t already jacked up first impressions, now he’s mixing with enlisted who can’t check their tongue. Hopefully the Doctor wouldn’t hold it against him.
El’Heem: Thoa’Rymm! Fruiting day? Ringing any bells?
Sparks: Oh...uh...sorry sir, only fruiting day I know is harvest season...
Marcus could do nothing but to put his head in his hands and hope to all that was holy that God would remove him from this.
El’Heem: Alright. ::pushing his plate away:: You two need to get out more! Thoa’Rymm is a Kressari holiday celebrated every year to celebrate renewal, symbiosis, and interconnectedness. It’s really just an excuse to let mushrooms shine. In the food, the stories, the fun. You guys have really never heard of it?
Sparks: 'Fraid not, but I ain't been anywhere this baby ain't taken me, ::she patted the table, knowing the Khitomer felt her love.:: But I love me some festivals! Do y'all have dancin?? I love dancin. Usually make a right fool of myself, but that's kinda the point now ain't it?
Forza: ::muffled:: Can’t say I’ve heard of it sir.
Marcus felt that this was going to become some type of social outing. oO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Oo He should’ve stayed in bed.
Forza: Sir I wish to apologize, she honestly meant no offense-
El’Heem: Response.
Sparks: Response.
Marcus saw both Ras and Stella begin to stand up.
Forza: I'm honestly-
Ras/Sparks: Response.
Forza: ::slight quiver in his voice:: But my food?
Ras/Sparks: Response.
Marcus let out a small sigh. All he wanted to do was to eat in peace and look where that’s getting him. oO Can’t have it both ways I guess.Oo
Marcus happened to be in the Crew Lounge eating some food, a classic cheeseburger and fries. Sure maybe not the most healthy meal, but indulging every now and again wouldn't hurt. Sitting in the back corner of the room, Marcus felt he would've been left alone. The way he likes it. He knows he needs to interact with the crew, and he would, but not when he's eating.
Sparks: ::muffled:: Ensn Frza!! ::swallowing hastily:: Ensign Forza, Sir! ::Her hand flattened on her chest as the uncomfortable wad of under chewed chili made its way down her esophagus.:: Beggin' your pardon there sir, Forgot to chew that last bit...::clearing her throat so hard her pigtails flailed about:: I'd sure like it if you joined me?
Munching down on the burger, Marcus was jolted by the sudden excitement of the girl in pigtails.
Forza: ::jolting back:: Petty Officer Sparks? Uh, by all means, ::gesturing to a seat:: take a seat?
Groaning after taking a rather big sip of her milkshake, Stella would plop herself down on the seat next to him. Well not exactly next to him, but next to the seat next to his.
Sparks: I was hopin' I'd get a chance to see ya. ::whipping out her PADD:: I thought you'd wanna peep here at the rest of the readings we got back.
Forza: I guess I don’t see why not.
The energy radiating off of her was awe inspiring. oO How could someone so small pack so much excitement? Oo Marcus sat and listened as Stella went on about all of the stuff that the probe reported back. Just as there was a moment of calm, Marcus spotted a tall figure approaching, donning a blue collar and one solid and one hollow pip.
El’Heem: Well met, ensigns
Marcus glanced over at Stella's collar and then glanced down back at his. oO Ensigns? Plural? Oo Just as soon as he looked back up, the man sat down between them.
Sparks: ::snorting between tinkling laughter:: Ensigns? Ah dang sir, you sure do flatter. I ain't got no jewelry on my collar, sir. But I ain't gonna turn down the implications none.
Forza: ::Slightly nodding at Ras:: Lieutenant. Don’t mind her sir, she’s rather excitable.
El’Heem: Forza and Sparks right?
Sparks: Wow....how'd you guess that?? ::her hand shot out:: Petty Officer Stella Sparks, Feel free to call me Stella, or Sparky, if you're nasty ::winking before more snorting giggles:: Last part is a joke, 'course.
El’Heem: What? You didn’t know Kressari were telepathic?
Forza: Not really Lieutenant.
Sparks: Strictly speaking their sir, you're the first one I done met. Real pleased to learn all I can! I ain't got no fancy telepathy, so you'll just have to speak your piece out loud you don't mind.
Forza: Good luck getting a word in. ::beat:: Did you really read our minds?
El’Heem: No. I’ve read your medical files, Doctor El’Heem nice to meet you both.
Sparks: ::snorting:: Good one, Sir. You coulda told me you was reading my mind and I sure would believe you. ::taking another sip of her melting shake:: Whatchu got there? I ain't never seen nothing like it.
Forza: Looks like fungus…
Marcus hated mushrooms of any kind. oO Why would anyone eat something that literally decomposes things? Oo
El’Heem: It’s Rik’ta. A Kressari dish of meat stuffed mushrooms. We always eat it around this time of year.
Sparks: Uh...Tuesdays? Favorite day of the week or somethin'?
Forza: ::putting his face in his hand:: Stella no…
El’Heem: You know! Thoa’Rymm is this week!
Forza: ::raising his head back up:: Tho what?
Sparks: Oh, bless you sir. Them allergies really do ya in don't they?
Marcus snapped his head looking at Sparks.
Forza: ::whispering:: Seriously?
At that very moment, Marcus regretted allowing Sparks to sit next to him. As if he hadn’t already jacked up first impressions, now he’s mixing with enlisted who can’t check their tongue. Hopefully the Doctor wouldn’t hold it against him.
El’Heem: Thoa’Rymm! Fruiting day? Ringing any bells?
Sparks: Oh...uh...sorry sir, only fruiting day I know is harvest season...
Marcus could do nothing but to put his head in his hands and hope to all that was holy that God would remove him from this.
El’Heem: Alright. ::pushing his plate away:: You two need to get out more! Thoa’Rymm is a Kressari holiday celebrated every year to celebrate renewal, symbiosis, and interconnectedness. It’s really just an excuse to let mushrooms shine. In the food, the stories, the fun. You guys have really never heard of it?
Sparks: 'Fraid not, but I ain't been anywhere this baby ain't taken me, ::she patted the table, knowing the Khitomer felt her love.:: But I love me some festivals! Do y'all have dancin?? I love dancin. Usually make a right fool of myself, but that's kinda the point now ain't it?
Forza: ::muffled:: Can’t say I’ve heard of it sir.
Marcus felt that this was going to become some type of social outing. oO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Oo He should’ve stayed in bed.
Forza: Sir I wish to apologize, she honestly meant no offense-
El’Heem: Response.
Sparks: Response.
Marcus saw both Ras and Stella begin to stand up.
Forza: I'm honestly-
Ras/Sparks: Response.
Forza: ::slight quiver in his voice:: But my food?
Ras/Sparks: Response.
Marcus let out a small sigh. All he wanted to do was to eat in peace and look where that’s getting him. oO Can’t have it both ways I guess.Oo
Tags/TBC
Ensign Marcus Forza
Tactical Officer
USS Khitomer (NCC-62400)
K240201MF3
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