Fleet Opening Mission: To Our Future

[Steve Malloway]

OOC: Posting at Lt. Gregrez, CEO USS Braveheart

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STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
1920 hours

Hmm… Michael thought to himself as he looked left and right to the plates that were put for the people either side of him. He then glanced at his own. Roast Beef. Why, Michael? You chose Roast Beef when you could have explored your pallet a little better? But still, although mentally scalding himself he was still more than happy with the meal he had; to the point it was difficult to have seen anyone pick up their cutlery faster to tuck in.

“Enjoying your meal, Sir?” The Chief Engineer heard from behind him and he turned to set his eyes on the same Engineer from his travels to the Starbase earlier that day.

“Loving it, Ensign. Would you care to join me?” He stood, moving to the vacant chair beside his and jutting it back some in a welcoming fashion. “I hear this seat is perfect for a behind such as yours.” He winked as the Ensign nodded, rolling her eyes as she sat. “See, perfect.”

“I fail to see how, Lieutenant.” She remarked, looking at Michael as he took up his seat again.

Tough puppy this one. He mentally grinned, inclining his head at her remark. “Nevertheless, I suggest giving the cushion a little time to warm. You never know.” He winked, looking up some to glance around the room once more as several others also did the same, watching an Admiral leave with a crewman. “Looks like the Admiral forgot his speech.” Michael humoured.

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