Mess Hall - Day 46 (evening) - Very Open

[lieutenant_ko]

Ko was always a little thrown off by how many people were in the mess hall. Humans seemed to be eating all the time, while Dexians ate once every two or three days. He still wasn't quite used to coming here, not least of all because there were so many conversations going on at once. It was one of the loudest places on the ship, and every time he

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[into_the_skies]

It was amazing how much time you could lose dicking about in the rec room. Seemed like just a little while ago he'd been saying 'one more game and then lunch', and yet somehow they'd managed to reach a point where most of the crew had already had dinner.

Making his way through the mess hall, he set his tray down at the first empty table he came to and slid into a seat. With an absent nod of greeting to the guy at the next table he set about polishing off his meal. Man. He hadn't realised how hungry he was.

[lieutenant_ko]

Even though Ko's ears were focused primarily on the conversation about the warp drive, he was still paying close attention to the rest of the room, noting comings and goings, occasionally switching conversations to make sure nothing strange was going on.

Someone in command colors sat down at the table next to him and nodded. This was actually an easy gesture for him to identify, since it was also a greeting on Dex. He gave a small grunt in response and continued eating his pizza.

[into_the_skies]

For his part, he was enthusiastically tearing into a burger and fries - the food of the gods - with the singleminded determination of a poor, metabolically disadvantaged human who hadn't eaten since breakfast. It was definitely missing something, though. He gestured to catch the attention of the dreadlocked guy; "Pass the ketchup?"

[lieutenant_ko]

The guy at the next table asked him a question, and Ko's brow furrowed slightly. The hell is ketchup? he wondered, silently considering how to respond. He glanced at the table and saw a red bottle and a yellow one. "This one?" he guessed, picking up the red bottle.

[eatabean_bedone]

Keenser slipped through the crowded mess hall silently, focused on one thing and one thing alone: getting food. Earlier, he'd been too busy helping prepare for the mission to bother taking a break for lunch, although if he knew Ko's opinion regarding the eating habits of the Human crew, he'd have agreed fervently. Humans seemed to eat every meal as if they'd never have another meal ever again; like Ko, Keenser had a slow metabolism, although he'd adjusted his eating habits in accordance with serving on a mostly Human ship. It was just easier in the long run to follow the Human eating schedule, although where Humans tended to react badly to missing meals, Keenser often skipped a few meals with no negative results whatsoever. The downside to that, of course, was that Human beverages like alcohol and coffee tended not to affect him very much, but he had ways of getting around that, mostly involving beverages from his own home world, which were specifically designed for his people's metabolic rate

[lieutenant_ko]

Ko took note of the small, strange-looking green alien walking through the mess hall, but didn't pay much attention to him until he sat down in the empty chair beside him. Eh? Most people left him alone when he was eating; one of the ensigns told him this was because he gave off a leave me alone vibe, but he didn't really know how that made any sense. Most humans weren't telepathic anyway.

He's short. And green. He grunted at the creature, and then realized that might not be interpreted as meaning anything at all. "Who're you?"

[eatabean_bedone]

He glanced up at the man he'd decided to sit next to, fixing him with the blank stare that tended to unnerve most people who didn't know him too well. "Am Keenser," he replied, as if that explained everything, before returning his attention to his meal. He didn't even bother to ask the man who he was; right now, he honestly didn't care. He was far more interested in his food right now.

[lieutenant_ko]

Ko merely stared back, not at all unnerved. He didn't see much point in being intimidated by someone so tiny. The answer was fair enough, he supposed, and he grunted again but didn't bother to introduce himself. If Keenser wanted to eat in silence, it was really all the same to him.