http://mercjedi.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mercjedi.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-04-15 07:34 pm

The food could be worse | Mess Hall [Open]

Kyle had decided to actually try to food for what it was this time rather than have the Sensoriums disguise it as something else. It wasn't as bad as he expected, just extremely bland. That put it one step above some military rations he'd had. He could live with bad food. It was the lack of caf that was annoying. He'd thought somebody would have picked some up when they'd stopped off at a planet. No such luck however. So he had to put up with working on training exercises for the Rogue's commando component without any delicious beverage.

Tapping on his Omnicom he started to organize his notes. Demolitions training, marksmanship, and of course stealth all being laid out in a schedule. Preliminary of course. It would still need Wedge's approval. Considering that some of team were civilians he had to alter the normal framework of the training. Overall he felt they should be able to get everyone trained, and ready to go fairly quickly. The Sensoriums did simplify the logistics of training a great deal. Not to mention saved him a lot of prep work. Not to mention all the benefits of live fire training without the danger.

Deciding it was time for a break he set the Omnicom down and lay his head down on the table. Closing his eyes he focused on listening to the sounds of the ship. Slowly he reached out with the Force getting a sense for what the norm was. This massive ship, and it was alive. It certainly was a unique feeling. At first it was almost impossible to sense anything else. Soon he was able to separate it from others in the Force. The ship becoming a comfortable background noise.

The food was bad, the situation was even worse, but for the moment Kyle felt at peace.

[identity profile] sithhavecooties.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Peace was fleeting.

Ben slid onto a bench opposite Master Katarn -- was he even a master now? Ben wasn't sure -- and glanced at the datapad lying on the table. It took him a moment to piece together what the schedule was for.

Training General Antilles's commando squad.

"Working hard?" he asked, stirring the goo around a bit.

[identity profile] sithhavecooties.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
He grimaced, and not because of the nutrigoo in front of him. "Keeping an eye on a Sith."

[identity profile] sithhavecooties.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
He sighed. "Her name's Vestara Khai. Human, female, mid-teens. Dark hair, plus a little scar right here." He pointed to the corner of his lips. "She and some of her friends came out of nowhere and attacked me and dad. We wound up chasing her halfway across the galaxy, finally took her prisoner, and then ... she and I ended up here."
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[personal profile] starlightace 2010-04-16 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
There's somebody slipping into the seat opposite from you with her own tray of glop, Kyle.

Nanoha smiled warmly at the Jedi Knight from across the table. "Is this seat taken?"
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[personal profile] starlightace 2010-04-16 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's kind of a relative term when you're sitting on a little... piece of tissue, but I'll do my best," Nanoha chuckled.

"You're one of the new arrivals, right? I'm Nanoha - Nanoha Takamachi."
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[personal profile] starlightace 2010-04-16 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, don't call me that," Nanoha beamed. "Just 'Nanoha' is fine. And the pleasure's all mine!"

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[identity profile] ladyofthesands.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"It does not have much of a taste, this," Arha said, taking the opportunity to practice a bit of levitation with her bowl of glop. She wasted no time and since she had no benefit of early training at a proper Jed-Eye Temple, she worked on her Force abilities whenever she could.

...even if it was a little frivolous at the moment. A bit sloshed over the side and she half-scowled as she snagged the slip and had to concentrate hard to get it back into the bowl. With that, she set the bowl down.

"Mm, I need more practice," she said matter-of-factly, then her eyes flicked across his Omnicom. "Ah. A schedule! Such looks promising. I am looking forward to this."

[identity profile] ladyofthesands.livejournal.com 2010-04-17 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"I wish to look," Arha said, teasing. "First drafts are fascinating!" She made short work of her bowl (much like someone who was starving or possibly someone who just wanted it over) of glop. Arha peered at Kyle and nudged him gently.

"This is a program that shall be good for us," she said with a nod. "I have done such things before. I have been good with disappearing from an enemy--such was needed during the Harkkonen-Atreides conflict that consumed Arrakis for a lengthy time."

[identity profile] ladyofthesands.livejournal.com 2010-04-17 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I wish to learn more about Demolitions. It is not an area I have much experience in, at least in practice. But I shall be pleased with aid in all areas. There is always something to be learned that I have not. Those with different life experiences, after all, have much to offer."

She peered at the Omnicom and pursed her lips thoughtfully.

"I believe a great many will need to learn to rely on each other. It will be difficult for some. I would suggest many exercises to build such trust, yes? It can be markedly...difficult for some to see another as a true teammate and one to be relied upon. We are not a unit that has been together for very long."

[identity profile] fierce-diplomat.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
The soft thunk of her boots (http://www.box.net/shared/d3cdz0nqrh) blended into the general cacophony of the mess hall as Reyna looked for a place to sit. She spotted Kyle apparently resting in a relatively quiet corner and headed his way. He'd been very kind to her, both before and after her meltdown, and she hadn't had a chance to properly thank him yet. It was also nice to see a familiar face, even if it was one she'd only met a short while ago.

She slipped into the seat across from Kyle with barely a whisper of her plantsuit and just watched him for a moment. He didn't seem to be asleep but he wasn't exactly fully alert either. Setting her bowl of tasteless glop aside for the moment, Reyna propped her elbows on the table and leaned forward to cup her chin in her hands.

"Attempting to become one with the table Kyle?" she teased lightly, keeping her voice soft so as not to startle him.

[identity profile] fierce-diplomat.livejournal.com 2010-04-18 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)
She cocked an eyebrow, a small, disbelieving smile playing across her full lips.

"So you're a Jedi Knight too? Well, that will certainly be most efficacious in helping us defeat the Ohm." Reyna chucked good-naturedly, her tone jovial and her gray eyes sparkling with mirth. She smiled more fully and leaned back a bit, crossing her arms casually on the table seemingly oblivious to the fact that Kyle was serious about being a Jedi.

"Thank you. It's good to see you too, Kyle," Reyna said warmly. "I never got a chance to thank you properly for what you did for me back there in the pod cavern. Telling me about Alderann had to have been difficult knowing how I was likely to react, but it was something that I needed to hear." She shifted a bit in her seat, the veins in her plantsuit seeming to pulse in time with her heart. The knowledge still made her uncomfortable, but for now the pain was buried deep enough that she could function normally again.

"Thank you for staying with me while I had my meltdown as well. It was comforting to know that I was not alone, and it helped me pull myself together more easily than I would have been able to do on my own."

[ooc: Sorry for taking so long to tag back. Been busier than expected lately! Anyway, since Reyna really hasn't been out much since she arrived, she doesn't know that Kyle really is a Jedi...]

[identity profile] fierce-diplomat.livejournal.com 2010-04-18 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jedi Master is it? Well then, I'm sure..." Reyna's voice trailed off into stunned silence when she realized that Kyle wasn't joking, either about being a Jedi or about being a Master. Her eyes widened in surprise but thankfully she managed to keep her mouth from falling open. Kyle seemed very different from the various Jedi she'd seen on HoloNet News, but since he came from sometime in her future it was reasonable to assume that there had been some changes in the Order she remembered.

"Please forgive Master... Kyle... I didn't realize... That is, you're rather different from... I mean..." Her cheeks pink with embarrassment, Reyna snapped her mouth shut, took a deep breath to steady herself, and said simply, "Sorry for the misunderstanding." The fact that Kyle had smirked when he'd made his revelation helped to reassure her that he wasn't the kind of person who got easily offended, and his quiet modesty when accepting her gratitude helped to reinforce that impression.

"It was still kind of you. Not all beings would have been considerate enough to break that kind of news gently, and even fewer would have sat there patiently while the recipient of said news had a hysterical fit."

[identity profile] restoresbalance.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Old habits compelled Luke to eat when he could, when food was available--even if that food was tasteless glop. Taking up the Sensoriums for something as unimportant as eating seemed frivolous, so Luke had come to eat in the mess with everyone else. As it was, he was happy to see Kyle sitting at one of the benches, and set his tray of anonymous goo-food down across from the man who would be one of the Order's finest Masters, in time.

"How's it going, Kyle?" Luke asked as he sat down.

[identity profile] restoresbalance.livejournal.com 2010-04-17 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
Luke shrugged, breaking off a piece of the waferlike tray and pushing the goop around a moment before scooping some into his mouth and swallowing it before replying. There was still a lot that could be read from his body language alone; a slight droop to his shoulders, a little worry in his eyes.

"Ben is from two years ahead of me," Luke said. "Whatever's happened in those two years, it's been enough to get us in contact with a group of Sith, one of whom happens to be on board now. But what bothers me more is that two years--I haven't had that time with him yet. I haven't seen him grow up into this young man that he is." Luke shook his head a little. "But no matter what, I'm glad to see him all right. I was worried."

[identity profile] restoresbalance.livejournal.com 2010-04-17 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I know." Luke sighed. "He's just growing up too quickly. It seems like yesterday he was just a baby." The Grandmaster was quiet a moment, then shook his head and smiled. "And here I am sounding even older. Sorry... the worries of a parent aren't easily put aside. But we do have more pressing things to think about."

Luke was quiet--he had put a mouthful of food in to give himself time to think and organize his words. "Our resident Sith, in particular. In short, yes, I think keeping an eye on her would be the best way to make sure she keeps out of trouble. The problem is how we go about it. Have you got any ideas?"