Flt. Capt. Karrod Niac - Dumb Ways to Dine
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Karrod Niac
Apr 13, 2026, 11:08:20 PMApr 13
to USS Ronin – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((Ready Room, Deck 3, USS Ronin - Lolagi IV))
Niac: Hey this was your idea...besides, the whole point is that we all contribute something of ourselves...that's part of the conversation. Part of why we're getting around a table together. So, what can you cook that won't kill us all?
Toryn started to protest but the idea died on his lips as he took on an expression of begrudging contemplation.
Raga: That’s fair. And we do have a few recipes back home that are only a couple million scoville. ::he smirked:: Luckily for you, I have a few recipes already that I’ve trimmed back on the ingredients or added seasonings that mitigate the danger for those with simple palettes.
Laughing as Rostil whirled with indignance within Niac, Karrod found himself loving the idea more and more.
Niac: On behalf of the deceased I should lodge an objection but considering how he died...sampling exotic and far too spicy seasonings...my objection is half-hearted at best. I prefer my food with flavor that won't eat through a deck plate. Think you can handle that?
Raga: Pardon me. I should have said, delicate constitutions instead. ::he chuckled:: I looked it up once out of curiosity and the average spice in our food is in the range of about eighteen million on your scoville scale. ::smiling:: There are some Mint Sazaberry tarts that I’ve found are popular among prior shipmates. It’s heavy on the mint enough to balance the tart of the berries. No matter what I bring, I recommend antacids should be available. And some neutral beverages for people to wash down the sweetness.
Taking back the padd and scribbling a note in the margin Karrod wrote 'medical team on standby' in large block letters.
Niac: Fine fine, maybe Doctor De La Croix will see internal spice related burns as some kind of unique medical challenge. What else do we need to figure out?
Raga: So, how many courses and dishes has Rostil been screaming at you since I brought this idea up? ::he chuckled::
The master chef all but roared for attention within his mind, earning him a swift poke to the abdomen before Karrod shook his head to regain his focus.
Niac: No no no, if I take his advice...even half of it...we'll need to schedule a day off for the meal and two more for recovery. One of his suggested menus had eleven courses, each paired with a different wine, including aperitifs & digestifs. I think we should stick with your idea to get started...a bit of mish-mash, we'll see what the crew brings out, and I'll handle a course myself...maybe dessert.
Raga: Oh no. We’ll let someone else make the rhombuses. Can’t have you burning down the galley before the inaugural dinner.
He scowled threateningly, his baked goods related culinary challenges an enduring sorespot for both him and Rostil.
Niac: Oh no, I've made peace with the fact I'm not going to crack that recipe until I convince Starfleet Command to let me draft the Khitomer's CMO as our new head pastry chef. Somehow I doubt Doctor Ohnari would mind but I suspect the Khitomer's CO might. I'll keep it simple...well, simpler. And I'll practice.
At the very dubious expression on his XO's face he leaned back, laughed and threw up his hands in surrender.
Niac: Fine, I'll practice a lot! Alright...I think we've got a plan. Get it posted in the next few days and we can start arranging our inaugural visit to the Captain's Mess...which I'm still not entirely convinced we actually have. Anything else?
Raga: Response
Karrod smirked as his desk terminal chimed at him once again, a message with Starfleet Commands emblem flashing on the screen.
Niac: Duty calls Mr. Raga...hopefully this isn't another call from Starfleet Operations. Between you and me I've been ducking them for a while...it seems that with all the rebuilding efforts for the fleet after the Frontier Day fiasco, someone noticed that we're out here in a spaceframe that's been in active hotzones since the Dominion War. They keep trying to convince me that we should modernize...show the flag with a modern Starfleet vessel...as if those weren't the ones that spent an afternoon nearly shooting down Starbase One. Know anybody at operations we can blackmail?
Raga: Response
Karrod chuckled and tapped at the terminal, beginning the decryption process.
Niac: Oh don't worry, this girl has plenty of fight left in her...besides, I feel like I've just gotten the Chair broken in...I've got no interest in trading it for one of those new models with the squeaky floors. Something I intend to impress on the powers that be...loudly.
Raga: Response
He chuckled once more as the man turned and took his leave, the decryption process on his terminal finishing before displaying the message. To his relief it wasn't another missive from an aggrieved operations officer.
To his concern were the words 'top secret' and 'prepare to take aboard mission specialists' near the top of the page.
Karrod began reading in earnest, his scowl deepening as the briefing file ran down the display.
[Tags/End scene for Niac!]
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Fleet Captain Karrod Niac
Commanding Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
V239509GT0
Niac: Hey this was your idea...besides, the whole point is that we all contribute something of ourselves...that's part of the conversation. Part of why we're getting around a table together. So, what can you cook that won't kill us all?
Toryn started to protest but the idea died on his lips as he took on an expression of begrudging contemplation.
Raga: That’s fair. And we do have a few recipes back home that are only a couple million scoville. ::he smirked:: Luckily for you, I have a few recipes already that I’ve trimmed back on the ingredients or added seasonings that mitigate the danger for those with simple palettes.
Laughing as Rostil whirled with indignance within Niac, Karrod found himself loving the idea more and more.
Niac: On behalf of the deceased I should lodge an objection but considering how he died...sampling exotic and far too spicy seasonings...my objection is half-hearted at best. I prefer my food with flavor that won't eat through a deck plate. Think you can handle that?
Raga: Pardon me. I should have said, delicate constitutions instead. ::he chuckled:: I looked it up once out of curiosity and the average spice in our food is in the range of about eighteen million on your scoville scale. ::smiling:: There are some Mint Sazaberry tarts that I’ve found are popular among prior shipmates. It’s heavy on the mint enough to balance the tart of the berries. No matter what I bring, I recommend antacids should be available. And some neutral beverages for people to wash down the sweetness.
Taking back the padd and scribbling a note in the margin Karrod wrote 'medical team on standby' in large block letters.
Niac: Fine fine, maybe Doctor De La Croix will see internal spice related burns as some kind of unique medical challenge. What else do we need to figure out?
Raga: So, how many courses and dishes has Rostil been screaming at you since I brought this idea up? ::he chuckled::
The master chef all but roared for attention within his mind, earning him a swift poke to the abdomen before Karrod shook his head to regain his focus.
Niac: No no no, if I take his advice...even half of it...we'll need to schedule a day off for the meal and two more for recovery. One of his suggested menus had eleven courses, each paired with a different wine, including aperitifs & digestifs. I think we should stick with your idea to get started...a bit of mish-mash, we'll see what the crew brings out, and I'll handle a course myself...maybe dessert.
Raga: Oh no. We’ll let someone else make the rhombuses. Can’t have you burning down the galley before the inaugural dinner.
He scowled threateningly, his baked goods related culinary challenges an enduring sorespot for both him and Rostil.
Niac: Oh no, I've made peace with the fact I'm not going to crack that recipe until I convince Starfleet Command to let me draft the Khitomer's CMO as our new head pastry chef. Somehow I doubt Doctor Ohnari would mind but I suspect the Khitomer's CO might. I'll keep it simple...well, simpler. And I'll practice.
At the very dubious expression on his XO's face he leaned back, laughed and threw up his hands in surrender.
Niac: Fine, I'll practice a lot! Alright...I think we've got a plan. Get it posted in the next few days and we can start arranging our inaugural visit to the Captain's Mess...which I'm still not entirely convinced we actually have. Anything else?
Raga: Response
Karrod smirked as his desk terminal chimed at him once again, a message with Starfleet Commands emblem flashing on the screen.
Niac: Duty calls Mr. Raga...hopefully this isn't another call from Starfleet Operations. Between you and me I've been ducking them for a while...it seems that with all the rebuilding efforts for the fleet after the Frontier Day fiasco, someone noticed that we're out here in a spaceframe that's been in active hotzones since the Dominion War. They keep trying to convince me that we should modernize...show the flag with a modern Starfleet vessel...as if those weren't the ones that spent an afternoon nearly shooting down Starbase One. Know anybody at operations we can blackmail?
Raga: Response
Karrod chuckled and tapped at the terminal, beginning the decryption process.
Niac: Oh don't worry, this girl has plenty of fight left in her...besides, I feel like I've just gotten the Chair broken in...I've got no interest in trading it for one of those new models with the squeaky floors. Something I intend to impress on the powers that be...loudly.
Raga: Response
He chuckled once more as the man turned and took his leave, the decryption process on his terminal finishing before displaying the message. To his relief it wasn't another missive from an aggrieved operations officer.
To his concern were the words 'top secret' and 'prepare to take aboard mission specialists' near the top of the page.
Karrod began reading in earnest, his scowl deepening as the briefing file ran down the display.
[Tags/End scene for Niac!]
===============================
Fleet Captain Karrod Niac
Commanding Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
V239509GT0
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