Cafeteria ( Open to all. between Episodes 4 and 5)

[Ryan Decker]

1234
Beam down room
Meropis

Decker had finally managed to finish up before lunch and decided he would see what the food was like on the city, he hoped better, likely so, since Civilians had a reputation for being far more picky than any of the military types, though some thought they just did what they were ordered to and ate what they were given, one the largest sources of humour, complaining and excuses was food, everyone from general through to private had something to say about mess and galley cooking.

As he rematerialized he Saluted the two guards before walking through the open door into the corridors. Right now the weapons officer was trying not to get noticed, all he wanted was to try a meal from the cafeteria and not get bothered at all, so he'd ditched his Sun Tzu flight suit for a pair of DPCU pants and issue grey t-shirt. Walking through the corridors hands in pockets, he was just another military person who wasn't on duty.

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1302
Cafeteria
Meropis

Decker finally made it to the cafeteria after a leisurely walk through the city, he wasn't in a hurry right now, and although lunch was soon to calling, he knew it would be packed right now and if I wasn't it was going to be soon.

Grabbing a plate filled it with nothing that note worthy, some mashed potatoes, some vegetables and some of the spit roasted lamb they'd been offering up he was rather quick through the food line, the cafeteria was filling up, but it was a big place. Grabbing a glass of water as he passed the table of them he made his way through the living maze of eating and want to be eating people until he found a table with a few extra seats, across the other end sat a couple of civilians, scientists by the looks of it who didn't seem to really notice he had sat down.

Placing the plate and glass down before remembering that people still like to make getting knives and forks just a little bit harder by tightly wrapping them in a napkin. Sitting down as he pulled them free he moved on to beginning his lunch. As a body moved through the mass searching fora table the Flight Lieutenant looked up. "If you need a seat." He gestured to the free seats.

<TAG: Open, come for lunch, you might even get a knife show (Aliens style)>

[Maggie Lefebvre]

1302
Cafeteria
Meropis

Maggie entered the cafeteria, fresh from a workout in the base's kind-of gym. She was dubious about the food-she WAS French, after all, and she seriously doubted that these Americans would do well at haute cuisine. Sure, she was in the Navy, and military food was notoriously disgusting, but at least the French Armed Forces offered wine with meals, and you could get crudites.

Sure enough, she went through the line, wrinkling her nose at the mashed potatoes (she preferred them roasted), and the salad looked limp, but then, they WERE several hundred lightyears from Earth, so she took the salad, added some boiled eggs, chose the roasted beef and some cookies for dessert. She was going to wash that all down with some diet Coke, an American delicacy she fancied. True to form, there wasn't a drop of Beaujolais, nor canard in sight. Oh, well. She paid her money, and stood in queue for a place to sit. The only open seats were near a young blonde man whom she'd never met. Might as well meet some interesting people if she were to be stuck in this wretched place without even the benefit of extra closet space...or a blowdryer. She was still annoyed at that.

She put her tray down, and then set the soda carefully next to it, before making a show of smoothing her flight suit before swinging one long leg over the bench, followed by the other. She sat down, and smiled.

Thank you. Ensign de Vaisseau Lefebvre. Just call me Maggie. She said, in her French accent and in her flirtiest tone. She looked around her. The place was a mess, wasn't it?? The blonde woman was attracting some looks, though, and she tossed her hair and smiled at the crowd before turning her full attention on this poor, unsuspecting lad.

And who might you be?

Tag:Ryan Decker, @all!! Come join the party, people!! At least come save poor Ryan!!

[Aear Charter]

1305
Cafeteria

Aear was half pushing, half dragging and half persuading a disgruntled Fee into the cafeteria. He hadn't seen her eat anything but a banana all day and he was going to make her eat something substantial if he had to, he had to pay his lifedebt back after all. He looked around as he guided Fee through the hall, the place was already half full which meant he'd have to be more aware. He would pick their lunch time wouldn't he.

As he passed through the line he gave a few curious looks to the rather suspect, in his eyes, looking food but didn't pick anything out for himself. Technically he didn't need to eat and if he did he would have to eat a LOT. He also doubted it had anything close to the minerals a Meowtian would require. He had already picked out a table, the emptiest one possible with just a couple of blonde humans. May we join you?

Tag: Ryan Decker, Maggie Lefebvre, Fiona Maccafferty

[Ryan Decker]

1305
Cafeteria
Meropis

The one who'd he offered a seat was rather attractive, she was a blonde, she carried herself a particular way it was rather familiar, a pilot's walk in particular 'now this would be good.' he thought to himself keeping himself busy with a sip of water as she sat down next to him. He perused her choices, quite solid normal but then again he hardly expected something very exciting and different a few million light years away from Earth.

"Thank you. Ensign de Vaisseau Lefebvre. Just call me Maggie." Now that was a mouthful of rank and name he thought. His mouth curved into a gentle smile. That French accent was certainly a standout here, "French, interesting." 

He looked around some other looking towards him the blonde woman. She tossed her hair around, well she was either very comfortable with herself, trying him on. Probably both. Or one of the fabled man eater female pilots.

"And who might you be?" She asked, quite a few options came into his head, msot of them invovled some sort of play on an aussie seteroptype, he hoped it wouldn't come across to tacky.

"Mick Dundee." He said putting on the most Australian accent he could muster. He laughed. "Flight Lieutenant Ryan Decker." he looked around then slowly back to her with a sly grin.

"You wouldn't happen to know of any other beautiful french pilots in this galaxy?" He said with a smirk.

Decker finally peeled himself away from the french woman as two more people approached. 

"May we join you?" A semi cat looking man said. It took just under a second before it finally clicked in his head. that was that mewotian they'd gotten.

He looked towards Maggie and smirked playfully.

He glanced between Lefebvre, the Meowtian and the red head. "Sure I don't se why not." said hanging onto the I for a little longer than needed as he moved himself up the bench until he was directly opposite Maggie.

As they sat down he looked over to them. "I'm Ryan." He said.

<TAG: Maggie Lefebvre, Aear Charter, Fiona Maccafferty, anyone and everyone.>

[Fiona Maccafferty]

1306
Meropis
Cafeteria

Fee was NOT happy to be here. She wasn't hungry, but she knew that Aear had a point when he bugged her incessantly to eat more. She was just small, and her stomach was, too. Most people thought she had an eating disorder or something, but she was very kinetic and had had poor care as a fetus and a baby, hence her small stature.

So she wasn't putting up TOO much of a fight as Aear led her to the cafeteria, then through the lines and throngs of people, holding steadfastly to her right arm. He guided her through the crowds, careful to help her balance her tray and then they found a table with two gorgeous people sitting at it. Figures. It was like high school, and she was fifteen again, trying to find a place to hide, being the only redhead amongst a group of tall, brunette people. At least her accent hadn't stood out as much as her braids, as it did here.

She set her tray down silently, and sat down carefully, avoiding eye contact. Aear KNEW that men bothered her, and he knew that she liked to be a wallflower. Damn him. She picked up her fork, and poked at her macaroni. It was kind of fakey-yellow, and she wasn't going to eat it.

She looked up at the blonde man as he spoke.

Sure I don't se why not...I'm Ryan. Fee nodded once.

Fiona Maccafferty. This is Aear Charter. He's forcing me to eat... She said, matter of factly.

Tag:Aear Charter, Ryan Decker.

[Maggie Lefebvre]

1305
Cafeteria
Meropis


Mags was SO glad she'd taken the time to clean up and fix her makeup after her workout. Her makeup was subtle, as she was about to go on duty, but her lips were painted bright pink, and she'd put her hair up in a sort of bun-updo thing. She looked GOOD, all things considered. She smiled widely as she took a little sip of her drink through a straw. She didn't worry about wrinkles-what the hell did American doctors know?? They were the ones who said no wine whilst pregnant, but her mother was a card-carrying alcoholic, and she had turned out JUST fine.

Mick Dundee.... She looked at him, and smiled more. An Aussie! That was a first for her. Flight Lieutenant Ryan Decker.[/b] Maggie nodded.

Nice to meet you. I've never known anyone from Australia before. A Pole, once... She trailed off. She didn't know what else to say. Which was weird for her, because she never was quiet, save for when she was sleeping.

You wouldn't happen to know of any other beautiful french pilots in this galaxy? She gave him a half-smile. Well, well, someone who could play her game, too.

I am afraid I don't...guess you're stuck with me... She sighed as they were interrupted.

May we join you? She nodded at the short brunette and even shorter redhead. She took a moment to eyeball the girl...cute, and redhead, but Maggie was satisified that she was no match for Maggie's French, feminine wiles.

Tag:Ryan Decker, Aear Charter,

[Aear Charter]

1305
Cafeteria

Nice to meet you. I've never known anyone from Australia before. A Pole, once...

Aear was listening, his ears picked up everyone in the room despite it's size. He couldn't help but let out a small grin at her confidence and flirting. One of the few pluses of being in captivity, it forced you to be very aware of your surroundings. He didn't like being social any more then Fee did, probably even less so, but he was royal and always had to keep up appearances. How about a cute Meowtian? he said mentally putting the words straight into Maggie's head.

As he sat with them, putting himself between them and Fee, especially Ryan, he was well aware of Fee's issues with guys and probably understood them better then she thought she did. Even if Meowtians liked to think they were more advanced and more civilised, went that fell apart it was just as bad as humanity could be. He pushed some of his nanites into his face, he didn't need makeup or cosmetic magic to do the same, a little bit of extra umph into appearance couldn't hurt, Maggie wasn't the only one that could flirt, only difference was he wasn't just focusing on Ryan, he wasn't going to flirt with Fee, he knew better then that but he sat down with an air of subtle confidence. Master Sergeant Aear Charter. he greeted the hint of flirtiness on his voice as he gave Maggie a somewhat encouraging look.

Tag: Ryan Decker, Maggie Lefebvre, Fiona Maccafferty

[Ryan Decker]

1305
Cafeteria
Meropis

He figured Maggie was certainly one to know of the attention she got, he however was often not that, but then again, today, he'd decided it was time to mingle and had turned most of his conscious brain functions over to that task.

"Nice to meet you. I've never known anyone from Australia before. A Pole, once..." He smiled forcing himself not to let out even the smallest laugh. He impaled some meat on his fork. "Kinda different Poland and Australia, but then again we're far away from all that aren't we?." He ate what was on the end of his fork.

His little quip about beautiful French pilots seemed to have gone down well until the other arrived, he had no where to be today, he could always follow her out of the cafeteria and resume this later.

The red headed woman sat down and to his observations seemed rather nervous, and was merely poking her food.

She then spoke up. "Fiona Maccafferty. This is Aear Charter. He's forcing me to eat..." He almost frowned. "I doubt being forced to eat could be that bad, unless he's over feeding you." He knew the pains of overfeeding and fearing people but he'd left over feeding himself behind just over 12 years ago fearing people, well that took being nose dived at the earth of rural Victoria to accomplish. Though hot shot pilot never fit him, a quietly confidant, well most of the time, and very capable one was much more suiting.

Aear then rather formally introduced himself. "Master Sergeant Aear Charter." He sensed something as Aear was more concentrated of Maggie than anyone else, competition for women wasn't new, but then again he'd never been particularly a chaser, beyond the standard that was.

"If were being formal then..." He smirked at the Meowtian. "Flight Lieutenant Ryan Decker, Royal Australian Air Force." He was careful to correctly pronounce Lieutenant in the Commonwealth fashion Leftenant. He gotten rather used to the American pronunciation over the course of the last year or so.

<TAG: Maggie Lefebvre, Fiona Maccafferty, Aear Charter.>

[Maggie Lefebvre]

1306
Meropis

Mags looked these...interlopers with a little interest. The redhead was NO competition, so all clear there. The man was looking at her, clearly with interest.

How about a cute Meowtian? Maggie blinked, but then realized that the Meowtain had been putting thoughts in her head. She stared, glaring, giving him a look saying "dream on, kid." He was so SHORT...and besides, she noted a hint of some j'nais sans quoi between him and the redhead.

The two sat, and the redhead introduced herself, and made mention of how the short alien was "forcing" her to eat. Mags raised an eyebrow; an eating disorder in this program?! Wouldn't last long. She tossed her hair back over her shoulder, and then poked at her food.

The Meowtian spoke, introducing HIMSELF.

Master Sergeant Aear Charter. Maggie raised an eyebrow, and swallowed some roast before replying.

Master Sergeant?! For whom? Maggie did a bit of math in her head; his accent sounded American, but she didn't recognize his patches. She looked at the redhead, who sat with her head down, moving food around on her plate and darting pieces to Aear's tray. She shook her head.

Ensigne de Vassieau LeFebvre. In English, that means Ship of the Line Lt. Call me Maggie; it's easier. She sighed. She should've joined the Foreign Legion, maybe. Ryan spoke again.

Kinda different Poland and Australia, but then again we're far away from all that aren't we?. She smiled...

Tag:Ryan Decker,Aear Charter,@fee

(hope this makes sense, lost my focus halfway through. Imma post for Fee, as well...)

[Fiona Maccafferty]

1305
Meropis
Cafeteria

Fee sat across from Aear, mostly looking at her tray and trying not to Ralph. Military food was gross, moreso than American food in general. Why couldn't they do Colcannon just ONCE? Or a flea biscuit. She made a face at her fruit, and transferred the grapes to Aear's tray. His tray was mostly empty-he didn't eat human food, she knew, but usually put stuff on it just to blend in. He could eat her grapes. She hated grapes.

She then forked her chicken. At least it SMELLED ok. She pulled it apart with the tines of the fork, and then sighed.

She listened to the blonde man reply to her complaint.

I doubt being forced to eat could be that bad, unless he's over feeding you." She raised an eyebrow.

I was meant to be filing things. He dragged me away from that. And I ate breakfast. A BIG one. Oats, and some clotted cream. Fee usually ate a large breakfast, and then just snacked the rest of the day. He just thinks I need to eat larger amounts, though he doesn't understand I just have a high metabolism. I can eat a whole pizza and not gain weight. She closed her eyes a moment. Pizza! She missed pizza.

Aear spoke, introducing himself

Master Sargent Aear Charter. Fee stopped herself from making another face. He was so braggy and egocentric at times, he made her crazy.

She took a bite of the chicken, and then sighed. She greeted the woman and man in turn, repeating their names so she would remember them.

How do you do, Lt. Lefebvre, and Lt. Decker? As I said, I am Technical Anaylst Fiona Maccafferty. My friends call me Fee. Well, they WOULD if I had any friends. She sighed, and dumped some ketchup on the rest of her food. Better.

Tag:Aear Charter, Ryan Decker.

[Aear Charter]

1305
Cafeteria

Aear watched as Fee slip some strange round food onto his empty plate, he'd brought it along knowing she'd do just that. He picked it up and scanned it with his magical vision by placing some nanites in his left eye. Some sort of berry from the looks of things. He took a cautious bite to find he quite enjoyed the sweetness the food only making his stomach growl at him. If I start eating you guys wont have any food left. Well unless I start eating people. he thought to himself still unaware Fee was listening.

It was then that Maggie spoke. Master Sergeant?! For whom?

Meowtis Special Forces. 456th division. 'Noizy Tribe'. he said seeing as she seemed to be asking for clarification. She introduced her rank as did Fee and Ryan commenting that he was being formal. Formal? he asked with a quizzical look. He looked at the three one by one, settling at Fee before it finally hit him. Oh we have National Service. Everyone serves so it's normal in the Empire.

How do you do, Lt. Lefebvre, and Lt. Decker? As I said, I am Technical Anaylst Fiona Maccafferty. My friends call me Fee. Well, they WOULD if I had any friends.

Aear gave Fee a look. What did she think he was then? They'd both shared their past in a fit of pain. And he owed her a lifedebt. Don't I count then?

Tag: Ryan Decker, Fiona Maccafferty, Maggie Lefebvre

[Ryan Decker]

1306
Caferteria
Meropis

"I was meant to be filing things. He dragged me away from that. And I ate breakfast. A BIG one. Oats, and some clotted cream." Fiona replied. "He just thinks I need to eat larger amounts, though he doesn't understand I just have a high metabolism. I can eat a whole pizza and not gain weight."

He feigned a smile, lucky. "Consider that high metabolism a gift.." He trailed off lets not look like a little boy in front of the blonde pilot, that was sure to not end well for this particular thought train.

Maggie then asked for whom the meowtian was a master sergeant, now he'd assumed likely not any of theirs, not a Tau'ri military. "Meowtis Special Forces. 456th division. 'Noizy Tribe'." Ryan's smiled turned a little indignant. "That's a lot of divisions, and a whole special forces one..." He toyed with his food, he really shouldn't antagonise the man. "Formal?" Aear started. "Oh we have National Service. Everyone serves so it's normal in the Empire."

"Nato's..." He said it sounded much more like nasho's. "My country had that at one point... and was part of an Empire. But I should more accurately explain myself, a mess hall and or cafeteria not split into officers and enlisted usually is devoid of most mentions of rank, apart from introductions, but that's usually more if one is in uniform, not that I'm one to stand on ceremony much anyway, just a bit of cultural man sticking to I can't escape. Would I be correct in assuming some sort of royalty at the top of that ?" He asked the end part about royalty quite pointed. He knew the man might ask about his royalty but that was a set of circumstances out of his control.

"How do you do, Lt. Lefebvre, and Lt. Decker? As I said, I am Technical Anaylst Fiona Maccafferty. My friends call me Fee. Well, they WOULD if I had any friends." The short red head said, he still was really confused by the mixes of accents. "I'm fairly well, nothing to complain about, I'm getting paid to sit in a cafeteria several million light years from where I was born, I doubt my life is going to get better."
But her negativity particularly about herself was something he understood, but it certainly wasn't going to help her particularly that much, but someone else telling you about it wasn't going to motivate you to do it was only going to have the opposite effect.

Decker then look away and leant over the table close enough for Maggie to hear him whisper and no normal human to hear. "The company of a belles femmes, is defiantly a plus." he whispered, heavily butchering the French with his accent. He hoped he wouldn't have to use the only other French words he knew, the ones for 'I don't actually speak French'.

<TAG: Fiona Maccafferty, Aear Charter, Maggie Lefebvre> (googles translated the french if its wrong blame blame it.)

[Fiona Maccafferty]

1306
Caferteria
Meropis

Fee finally took a bite of her vegetable "medley." She chewed thoughtfully a second-they tasted microwaved, but not entirely badly. It reminded her of her da's cookery; he had tried hard, though, and she supposed that's what mattered. Syd, however, was an excellent cook, and Fee could make a few things herself.

She listened to the conversations going on around her.

Consider that high metabolism a gift.. She just nodded seriously at the man.

"I'm fairly well, nothing to complain about, I'm getting paid to sit in a cafeteria several million light years from where I was born, I doubt my life is going to get better." She nodded.

Well, that's a way to looks at it....[/i] She finished her vegetables, and then decided to eat a few cookies.

Aear spoke up then.

Don't I count then? She made a face. Of course he counted.

But you're not a friend of the proper sort. I didn't meet you by accident, and discover we both eat Derrida for dessert...

Tag:Ryan Decker, Aear Charter.

[Shawn Booth]

1306
Cafeteria
Meropis

Major Shawn Booth was hungry and not very picky and used to the military food. The Major walked to the mess hall and looked around never before stepping foot in the mess hall and definitely not knowing his way around although he would never admit it. Shawn was a pilot and could always find his way in the air but in an ancient city, yeah they were never good at putting maps every 20 feet like they do in malls all over America.

The Major looked at the food and grabbed a plate and grabbed some food. A roasted lamb... That was new, and didn't sound too appetizing for him. However there were vegetables and mashed potatoes, Shawn loves his mashed potatoes, so he grabbed extra. Shawn looked around the room and noticed the Lieutenant who flew on the Sun Tzu however he isn't very good at remembering names and for that reason identifying people by their rank is usually easier. The Major grabs some water before walking over to the table as he doesn't want to sit alone and takes a seat without asking.

"Afternoon everyone, I hope you don't mind me just taking a seat here. I don't like sitting alone. I am Major Shawn Booth, US Air Force, I am the Executive Officer on the Sun Tzu. I am new here and definitely not used to this, setting." Shawn says as he takes a sip of water.

Tag: all.

[Maggie Lefebvre]

1306
Caferteria
Meropis

Maggie was enjoying herself. Ryan was adorable, and she figured why not?! That was, of course, before they were interrupted by Cat Man and Raggedy Anne. She sighed, and ate more of her roast as Ryan handled the interlopers.

Meowtis Special Forces. 456th division. 'Noizy Tribe'. Maggie looked to the alien again.

Noisy?! The cat-man spoke English, but she didn't understand why a troop called itself Noisy.

She listened to the others banter. The poor redhead had a bad self-image. Maybe she could get her new BFF Ahrima and whomever else to sort of take this young Miss Maccafferty underwing.

How do you do, Lt. Lefebvre, and Lt. Decker? As I said, I am Technical Anaylst Fiona Maccafferty. My friends call me Fee. Well, they WOULD if I had any friends... Maggie raised an eyebrow, but responded.

I am well, thanks. Yes, the Lt. has a point; be happy with the metabolism. Wish I were so lucky. Maggie had to be careful with diet and exercise-of course, she took pains to, but that was neither here nor there.

She smiled when Ryan leaned into her, whispering.

The company of a belles femmes, is defiantly a plus She smirked. She still had it going on...she whispered back.

Thank you...and the company of a lovely Dundee, too. She said, with a wink.

Tag: all you guys!!