|...and a side of sunshine.
||[Jan. 10th, 2010|09:18 am]
::steps into mess, blinking at cacophony...had forgotten it could be so noisy in the morning::
::skirts a crewman with hands full, nodding in greeting::
I hope that's not all for you, U'Lanai. You're slow enough without your stomach twice filled.
::shrugs at scowl, moving on to destination...the serving counter::
::steps up when line empties, eying clearly preoccupied server::
A lot more work than you remembered, I take it?
::takes padd anyhow, scanning it::
Tell Vorik I'll be there in twenty with his help.
::lifts brow at unusually sour look of acknowledgment, turning back to linnis_paris
Forget worrying about the baby,I think Harry is rubbing off on her
::recognizes his attempt to maintain peace by changing the topic...and gives him that much::
Not everyone is thrilled over this 'going home' concept being worked toward, you know.
...for that matter, I thought you were against it.
I was and I am, but it doesn't look like Chakotay is going to bend, so I guess I...and everyone...will deal.
And I don't suppose my doubts are the same as Naomi's. I can do everything in my power
or someone else's to make Seven safe.
::looks around, really taking things in for the first time in...well, a hell of a while::
Wild is losing the only home she's ever known.
And you all call me crazy for not letting myself form attachments to things. Losing people is hard enough.
::still, takes a look of own::
She's been a good ship, but it's time.
::isn't about to start another war debating it::
::glances from plate in one hand to padd in other, debating which to tackle first::
::hell, the Vulcan has time::
::tips head back to the mess::
You don't really want to eat with Doc taking notes, do you?
Well, at least there's only one of him.
::suppresses another small sigh...being a Paris seems to mean living in a constant state of humiliation for one reason or the other::
::finally relents and follows him back::
Just like Mother's cooking, hmm?
Should I tell Seven your taste buds are already cheating on her?
If you're that low on sickbay work just say so and I'll hand you over to Vorik.
::reminded, checks wrist chronometer...three more hours left in annikahansen
's regeneration cycle::
::just enough time to eat, appease the Vulcan, and
make a phone call::