Day 12 - Mess Hall ((Open))
The first away team down on Bacchus II was missing, and a second away team was just now gathering to follow them. Aiden was not among it, not being a senior enough officer aboard the ship to warrant his participation. It galled him, being young enough and foolish enough to want to be in the thick of things, but there was nothing he could do except sit back with the rest of the Enterprise crew and wait for the Captain and his team to return with the first group hopefully all safe and sound.
Aiden had chosen to wait things out in the Mess hall, picking at a interestingly coloured meal, but not really eating with any great enthusiasm. Maybe he should go to the gym, work out a bit with some of the other security personel. But he didn't feel like being teased that day. There was only so many times you wanted to hear about being the youngest (and prettiest) security officer aboard.
"Frickingsticks." he grumbled softly, stabbing something blue on his plate.
Aiden had chosen to wait things out in the Mess hall, picking at a interestingly coloured meal, but not really eating with any great enthusiasm. Maybe he should go to the gym, work out a bit with some of the other security personel. But he didn't feel like being teased that day. There was only so many times you wanted to hear about being the youngest (and prettiest) security officer aboard.
"Frickingsticks." he grumbled softly, stabbing something blue on his plate.