Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2010 18:56:19 GMT
BC-304 Sun Tzu
Mess Hall
1045 Zulu
'45 Minutes Until Meropis Arrival'
Lucas stayed in the mess hall...otherwise known as the Commissary, glancing at his watch every few minutes. The saying a watched pot never boils was certainly true in this case. His water was over half drunk and he had only been there a little over five minutes.
Lucas contemplated going to his room but really what was the point? He was already all packed, all he needed to do was go up and grab his pack when they were ready to disembark which wasn't for another forty five minutes.
He also contemplated about trying to find out who he'd be serving with. He had put in for a command position which was still TBA, for good reason he guessed, seeing as how they would have more important matters to attend to.
Rising up from his seat, Lucas threw away the rest of his water before sitting on the floor where he did some stretches for a good five minutes. Rising back up he glanced around, seeing that the Commissary was empty, he ran at the back wall as fast as he could. Reaching the wall he literally ran up it for several steps before kicking off in to a back flip. He landed but kept his forward momentum going. He did several more flips before stopping, having received a glare from the cook. Okay, practicing Parkour in the Commissary was defiantly out for now.
Shrugging his shoulders in apology Lucas returned to his table. At least he had burned up some of the remaining time until they arrived at their destination.
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Mess Hall
1045 Zulu
'45 Minutes Until Meropis Arrival'
Lucas stayed in the mess hall...otherwise known as the Commissary, glancing at his watch every few minutes. The saying a watched pot never boils was certainly true in this case. His water was over half drunk and he had only been there a little over five minutes.
Lucas contemplated going to his room but really what was the point? He was already all packed, all he needed to do was go up and grab his pack when they were ready to disembark which wasn't for another forty five minutes.
He also contemplated about trying to find out who he'd be serving with. He had put in for a command position which was still TBA, for good reason he guessed, seeing as how they would have more important matters to attend to.
Rising up from his seat, Lucas threw away the rest of his water before sitting on the floor where he did some stretches for a good five minutes. Rising back up he glanced around, seeing that the Commissary was empty, he ran at the back wall as fast as he could. Reaching the wall he literally ran up it for several steps before kicking off in to a back flip. He landed but kept his forward momentum going. He did several more flips before stopping, having received a glare from the cook. Okay, practicing Parkour in the Commissary was defiantly out for now.
Shrugging his shoulders in apology Lucas returned to his table. At least he had burned up some of the remaining time until they arrived at their destination.
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