CrimsonMaster
Pulsar
- Joined
- Oct 30, 2009
- Location
- The Land of Lost Souls
Lenara spoke how she learned how to cook from her mother. She even talked about, becoming a cook if she didn't get into Starfleet. Tom would love to taste something Lenara whipped up. You couldn't cook in quarters. There was a working kitchen in the mess hall. Used for special occasions. Maybe, there would be a time when Lenara could use the kitchen and treat her friends and lovers to a real meal. Tom was sure Captain West would give Lenara permission, if she asked. The meal Lenara made from the replicator was fantastic. Tom enjoyed every bite. He cleaned his bowl, then say back into his chair. " That is without a doubt......The best meal I've had in a long time.......I can't remember eating so good.......Not since I left my home on Vega IX. " Tom spoke while rubbing his stomach with his right hand.
Tom helped Lenara clear off the table. Putting everything back into the replicator. The was one of the best parts of a replicator. Everything went back into the machine, so it could be used over again. Tom & Lenara then went over, sitting down on the couch. Tom cracked open the bottle of whiskey. He poured Lenara and himself a glass. Tom handed Lenara hers, then picked up his glass. He noticed the picture of Lenara's mother, sitting nearby. " I can see why you are so beautiful Lenara......Your mother was a very beautiful woman......She would be very proud of how far you've come........Despite what you've gone through......You rose about everything to become first office of one of Starfleet's most important ships. " Tom spoke before taking a drink from his glass. A posting on the Protector was something many would love to have. There were a handful of starships and captains which many people would give anything to serve on or under. Tom knew how lucky he felt for his position on the Protector.
Tom helped Lenara clear off the table. Putting everything back into the replicator. The was one of the best parts of a replicator. Everything went back into the machine, so it could be used over again. Tom & Lenara then went over, sitting down on the couch. Tom cracked open the bottle of whiskey. He poured Lenara and himself a glass. Tom handed Lenara hers, then picked up his glass. He noticed the picture of Lenara's mother, sitting nearby. " I can see why you are so beautiful Lenara......Your mother was a very beautiful woman......She would be very proud of how far you've come........Despite what you've gone through......You rose about everything to become first office of one of Starfleet's most important ships. " Tom spoke before taking a drink from his glass. A posting on the Protector was something many would love to have. There were a handful of starships and captains which many people would give anything to serve on or under. Tom knew how lucky he felt for his position on the Protector.