Things Past – Cooking Up A Storm?
by Commander Chelsea Dunham & Commander Richard Dunham
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Ensign Amoran reported for her first day at work and it went as well as any first day might be expected to. Badly.
She made it back to the quarters in one piece and found Jon there preparing supper. It was a good plan she thought, relieved that they weren't going to repeat the mistakes of last night by going to the Promenade to eat out.
"How was your day?" she asked Jon.
"Good thank you" said Jon, he hadn't actually gone into work today, he was not due to start his shift rotation for another couple of days, and this time he would be working with the civilians on the station. "What would you like for dinner?" he asked waving a spatula over the food he was preparing.
"Whatever you fancy" she answered carefully.
Jon grinned "I made all your favourites..." he looked across all the boiling pans, frying food, and filled oven "But I don't think we can fit it all in....so what one would you like to start with?"
"Jon???" Rai'ya spluttered in a mixture of surprise, pleasure that he had brightened up and a semi-panic at all the boiling, steaming, frying, cooking and other intense procedures that all looked as if they were taking over the place with a life of their own.
"How many are coming to supper?" she managed to ask at last, holding her hands behind her back to stop herself instinctively reaching to help with one..... although she couldn't decide which.... of the pots and pans that were all being mastefully organised and co-ordinated actually, once she caught her breath and took a closer look. She sighed with relief as she realised she had over-reacted but hoped he would allow for the fact that it was quite a shock to walk into and she had done, what she considered to be very well, to have contained her reaction and NOT touched or interfered with his carefully choreographed masterchef project.
"You have worked so hard......" she breathed, her eyes wide as she took it all in. "Thank you! I don't know which.... you choose.... you must have had a planned menu in mind?"
"Urrrmmmm" he said looking over at the array of pans. "You'd think" he said with a cheeky grin "but alas I don't think I am that organised."
"Well, i'm happy with whatever is ready first." she smiled, impressed. Shall I set the table up or will we eat on trays on our laps?" she asked, unsure if there was room for a formal table set up in the single quarters. ~We must go and see the Quartermaster again.~ she made a mental note again. There had been a lot going on.
"I'm not sure if we have enough room for a table you know" said Jon airing Rai;s concerns. "Could always lay out the rug and have a picnic on the floor?"
"Good idea!!" She enthused and went to the crammed storage to find something that would do for a picnic cloth. She came back with a bath towel and some cushions off the sofa, setting them out to make a cosy picnic blanket effect. "How's that?" she asked, looking for approval or rejection of the look and comfort level.
Jon gave a thumbs up seal of approval. He then went back into the small kitchen space and started dishing food out on plates. The Plates then went on trays, which he carried out and placed on the floor next to Rai.
Off:
A JP Between:
Ensign Amoran, Rai'ya
Security Officer - DS5
and
Lt (jg) Jon Franz
Counsellor - DS5
by Commander Chelsea Dunham & Commander Richard Dunham
Post Details
| Title | Cooking Up A Storm? | |
| Mission | Things Past | |
| Author(s) | Commander Chelsea Dunham & Commander Richard Dunham | |
| Posted | Sun Jan 06, 2013 @ 10:39am | |
| Location | Officers' Quarters | |
| Timeline | After 'Fresh Start' |
Ensign Amoran reported for her first day at work and it went as well as any first day might be expected to. Badly.
She made it back to the quarters in one piece and found Jon there preparing supper. It was a good plan she thought, relieved that they weren't going to repeat the mistakes of last night by going to the Promenade to eat out.
"How was your day?" she asked Jon.
"Good thank you" said Jon, he hadn't actually gone into work today, he was not due to start his shift rotation for another couple of days, and this time he would be working with the civilians on the station. "What would you like for dinner?" he asked waving a spatula over the food he was preparing.
"Whatever you fancy" she answered carefully.
Jon grinned "I made all your favourites..." he looked across all the boiling pans, frying food, and filled oven "But I don't think we can fit it all in....so what one would you like to start with?"
"Jon???" Rai'ya spluttered in a mixture of surprise, pleasure that he had brightened up and a semi-panic at all the boiling, steaming, frying, cooking and other intense procedures that all looked as if they were taking over the place with a life of their own.
"How many are coming to supper?" she managed to ask at last, holding her hands behind her back to stop herself instinctively reaching to help with one..... although she couldn't decide which.... of the pots and pans that were all being mastefully organised and co-ordinated actually, once she caught her breath and took a closer look. She sighed with relief as she realised she had over-reacted but hoped he would allow for the fact that it was quite a shock to walk into and she had done, what she considered to be very well, to have contained her reaction and NOT touched or interfered with his carefully choreographed masterchef project.
"You have worked so hard......" she breathed, her eyes wide as she took it all in. "Thank you! I don't know which.... you choose.... you must have had a planned menu in mind?"
"Urrrmmmm" he said looking over at the array of pans. "You'd think" he said with a cheeky grin "but alas I don't think I am that organised."
"Well, i'm happy with whatever is ready first." she smiled, impressed. Shall I set the table up or will we eat on trays on our laps?" she asked, unsure if there was room for a formal table set up in the single quarters. ~We must go and see the Quartermaster again.~ she made a mental note again. There had been a lot going on.
"I'm not sure if we have enough room for a table you know" said Jon airing Rai;s concerns. "Could always lay out the rug and have a picnic on the floor?"
"Good idea!!" She enthused and went to the crammed storage to find something that would do for a picnic cloth. She came back with a bath towel and some cushions off the sofa, setting them out to make a cosy picnic blanket effect. "How's that?" she asked, looking for approval or rejection of the look and comfort level.
Jon gave a thumbs up seal of approval. He then went back into the small kitchen space and started dishing food out on plates. The Plates then went on trays, which he carried out and placed on the floor next to Rai.
Off:
A JP Between:
Ensign Amoran, Rai'ya
Security Officer - DS5
and
Lt (jg) Jon Franz
Counsellor - DS5