OneWord: Discovery

[no_ordinarylife]

It never failed to amaze him as he took his customary nighttime tour of the ship. During the quiet hours with the lights down low, he passed random crewmen in the corridors. Different species, genders, and customs were represented here. A slice of the Federation. All had come together to do one thing.

Explore.

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Hey! :D Great to have you back! How you doing?

[no_ordinarylife]

Some of his fondest memories of her are in the kitchen. He's just special that way, one of the few who get to see her in her other element.

He looks up sharply in disbelief. "You made dessert?" he asked around a mouthful of food.

Hanging in there! I decided to work on a masters while doing my job so CRAZY stressed! You?

[cadet_amara]

She flashed him a grin over her shoulder, so amused by his disbelief she ignored his talking with his mouth full.

"Did you really think I wouldn't make dessert? And I thought you knew me so well, Kirk."

She nodded towards the refrigeration unit to indicate where he could find the little bites of deliciousness. "Cookies, cake, or fudge. Take your pick. Though I highly recommend the fudge. If you ever had dreamsicles as a kid, it tastes just like that but better. And I made an extra batch of double chocolate chip cookies for you. Captain's privilege and all."

[no_ordinarylife]

((That WOULD be a crazy level of stress. Kudos to you though for going after what you want. I've always wanted to go for a masters but haven't been willing to dedicate the time. I'm doing okay! Lots of ups and downs with the kids lately but that's life, right? :) ))

The amazed disbelief doesn't fall from his face. Eventually he remembers to swallow. Cookies, cake, AND fudge? He's going to have to spread her cooking out over the course of a week just to try everything on offer. "This is a conspiracy," he declares with a straight face but still teasing. "You're secretly trying to stuff me. If I eat an entire batch of cookies, Bones is going to lose his shit."

[cadet_amara]

"You are absolutely right. It is a conspiracy." She agreed, keeping a straight face as she said it. "A fat Captain is a happy Captain, you know. I set aside a box just for you, of course. You know sometimes I think you keep me around for the food."

She had been supplying him with baked goods since the Academy, after all. Not that she minded, of course, he always appreciated it and she was more than willing to share!

"And don't worry about McCoy. I've got talent for charming cranky doctors, and a bourbon pecan pie with his name on it."

She wasn't terribly social, but she knew what treats to give what members of the crew. Holiday part hay menus had become epic since she joined his ship!

"So what brings you to my kitchen at this late hour anyway? Shouldn't you be off doing official and important things?"

Ok, so it wasn't really her kitchen, but it was close enough.

(OOC: Yeah I for real question my sanity sometimes, and it took my 12 years to finally force myself to do it, but.... I'm hoping it'll pay off when I'm done? If nothing else, my pay will increase so there's that at least...)