<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82478.msg3649632#msg3649632">Quote from: Ryven on 18-09-2010, 18:24:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Tosh finally made his way into the kitchen where the rest of the inhabitants of the room seemed to congregate.  He knew none of them, however.  Not really up for lengthy introductions, he stepped forward to the dark haired female first.  "Greetings, I am Vergil Tosh, Chief of Security."  After the beautiful lady had given her name and they had shaken hands, he excused himself to step up to who he assumed to be the creator of such delicious smelling food.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Lieutenant Tosh," Sahara said, with a smile as she shook his hand.  "I'm Sahara Tir, Chief Medical Officer," she said.  "It's a pleasure to meet you," she said.  "If anything should happen in the Sickbay, I know just who to contact now," she said.  "I do hope that you'll be joining us for some food," she said before the man excused himself to go speak to Lieutenant MacGalleon.</span><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82478.msg3652417#msg3652417">Quote from: Barnbean on 19-09-2010, 07:23:24</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Good thing, because there is like next to nothing I can do for you if you don't like them," Makari said with a small smile. Gentle conversation was one thing, and get to know yous were great. Had the doctor actually had complaints though? Well there had to be a complaint officer somewhere on the ship, or a morale officer or something. Worst case he could point her in the direction of the security chief, and tell her he was human. At least then she would be in the same boat of bad introductions he was, and it might be funny watching her try to talk her way out of it before simply stabbing a hypospray full of sedative into the man to make a hasty escape. <br/><br/>So none of that was likely to happen, but it was funny to think about, and Makari laughed a bit to himself. "Sahara it is then, pleasure to meet you," He said jovially, stuck out a hand to shake hers. As she mentioned the chili he glanced over at the kitchen again. "I just got here, I haven't tried the food, to be honest I had no idea we even had a kitchen... learn something new everyday, right?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Yes, you do learn something everyday," she said with a smile as she gestured for him to take a seat at the table.  "And I can definitely assure you that I have no issues with the Sickbay," she said with a happy smile.  "I'll be starting on getting everything put together the way I want it set up tomorrow, perhaps even tonight, if I find myself having some free time," she said.<br/><br/>"Speaking of food," she said as her tummy rumbled again, the small taste sample she had of the chili earlier not being enough to tide her over.  "I think I'm going to get a bit more of that chili, and perhaps some coffee," she said, smiling at the prospect of the rich liquid, which was the reason she had been in here in the first place, before the troops literally filed in for dinner.<br/><br/>"Why don't you come join me at one of the tables when you get some?" she asked, gesturing to the other part of the crew lounge, filled with tables for eating.  "I wouldn't mind the company," she said.  Taking a bowl, she helped herself to a full serving of the chili, before turning and heading towards the replicator.  Deciding that chili and coffee would be an odd combination, she simple settled in for some red fruit juice.  After receiving her glass of the rich substance, she turned, looking around for somewhere to sit.<br/><br/>Her gaze landed on the man that she had seen enter earlier.  Thinking back to the roster that she had acquired, she quickly realized that he was the Commander.  Commander Samuel MacReady, if her memory served her right.  Glancing down at the food in her hand, she figured that her hunger could wait a few more minutes, and she should make a point of going over and introducing himself while it seemed that the man was not busy.  Gripping her bowl and the glass carefully, she walked over, hesitantly approaching the table where he sat.<br/><br/>What if he doesn't want to be bothered? she thought to herself.  That would not be good if you just went up to him and interrupted his meal, her mind chided her.  Sahara found that she was prone to being nervous around those of official presence around her, when meeting for the first time, and who could blame her.  She was sure that one wrong move and the man here would have her off this ship and back home in no time.  <br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she neared the table, putting her things down momentarily opposite where Commander MacReady sat.  "Commander," she said, a soft smile on her face as she watched him hesitantly, waiting for any sign that her intrusion may not be welcomed.  "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I just wanted to take a moment and introduce myself since it doesn't seem that we have met," she explained.  "Sahara Tir," she said, offering her hand to him to shake, her smile becoming more confident as she looked at him.</span><br/>