Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2010 18:20:42 GMT -8
Christof stood at the replicator, staring at it. His mind was elsewhere, specifically on a pretty pale skinned shop owner who had confused him more than any complex planetary negotiation ever had. "You're getting old," he thought to himself as he sucked in his stomach, then let it out. Looking down, he laughed quietly. "Need more time at the gym, less time standing in front of this fool thing."
"Coffee. Black." It appeared and he picked it up, then hesitated. "Donut. Glazed. Warm." He patted his abdomen as the pastry appeared on a plate. "Ah well... just one more..." Someone next to him cleared their throat. As he turned, an Ensign handed him a small package, "Tesa's Treasures?" Christof smiled, "a nice little shop on DS9. You should go there sometime." He waved away the Ensign and raised an eyebrow. "I guess making it mandatory to go there for every crewmember would be out of line..." He opened the note:
"Thank you for your business. It was a pleasure meeting you Christof. May this little token brighten the day of the family you bestow it upon. Best wishes to them and to you. Tesa."
"Hmm," he said as he put the card into his pocket, followed by the small box. Grabbing the plate and mug, he carried it over to a table and sat down next to two Lt JGs. They looked decidedly nervous. "Enjoying your down time," he asked. They both nodded, almost in tandem. He laughed, "at ease... the only thing I plan to bite right now is this donut." One of the women giggled slightly. After several nervous replies to his questions, they ended up laughing as he got them to relax. Finally, they said their goodbyes and headed off to their quarters, chatting animatedly about the new captain as they walked.
Christof sat back in his chair and let out a breath. This was his ship. These were his people. Hopefully, soon, it would feel like home.
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"Coffee. Black." It appeared and he picked it up, then hesitated. "Donut. Glazed. Warm." He patted his abdomen as the pastry appeared on a plate. "Ah well... just one more..." Someone next to him cleared their throat. As he turned, an Ensign handed him a small package, "Tesa's Treasures?" Christof smiled, "a nice little shop on DS9. You should go there sometime." He waved away the Ensign and raised an eyebrow. "I guess making it mandatory to go there for every crewmember would be out of line..." He opened the note:
"Thank you for your business. It was a pleasure meeting you Christof. May this little token brighten the day of the family you bestow it upon. Best wishes to them and to you. Tesa."
"Hmm," he said as he put the card into his pocket, followed by the small box. Grabbing the plate and mug, he carried it over to a table and sat down next to two Lt JGs. They looked decidedly nervous. "Enjoying your down time," he asked. They both nodded, almost in tandem. He laughed, "at ease... the only thing I plan to bite right now is this donut." One of the women giggled slightly. After several nervous replies to his questions, they ended up laughing as he got them to relax. Finally, they said their goodbyes and headed off to their quarters, chatting animatedly about the new captain as they walked.
Christof sat back in his chair and let out a breath. This was his ship. These were his people. Hopefully, soon, it would feel like home.
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