Post by alastair on Sept 1, 2011 18:59:35 GMT -5
Nautilus, The Verse; September 1st 2522
It had been a few days since the ship left Persephone. everything had been quiet. The ship was is such good condition that it was hard to believe anything would happen. To be honest it was almost to easy, so easy that everyone was near bored to tears with nothing to do.
Alastair had been making an effort to get to know the crew. It was far from a bad idea to know the crew. Right now though, Alastair was hungry, very hungry, so much so that he was in the kitchen making attempting to make a meal. It never was a strong point of his but he would manage.
None of the crew had come in to disturb him yet. He had piles of cans, vegetables and meats on the counter. It was just a matter of figuring out what to do with them. All he knew is what ever it was he was going to make would have a little kick to it, so he decided to start with cutting up some Jalapenos to put in to whatever it was that he was going to make. Slowly but surely,sort of, he chopped away.
It had been a few days since the ship left Persephone. everything had been quiet. The ship was is such good condition that it was hard to believe anything would happen. To be honest it was almost to easy, so easy that everyone was near bored to tears with nothing to do.
Alastair had been making an effort to get to know the crew. It was far from a bad idea to know the crew. Right now though, Alastair was hungry, very hungry, so much so that he was in the kitchen making attempting to make a meal. It never was a strong point of his but he would manage.
None of the crew had come in to disturb him yet. He had piles of cans, vegetables and meats on the counter. It was just a matter of figuring out what to do with them. All he knew is what ever it was he was going to make would have a little kick to it, so he decided to start with cutting up some Jalapenos to put in to whatever it was that he was going to make. Slowly but surely,sort of, he chopped away.