The food could be worse | Mess Hall [Open]

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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.

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"A party where I'd have the pleasure of making the acquaintance of handsome young starfighter pilots and Jedi Knights?" Reyna laughed happily. "I would very much like to attended such a gathering." She grinned and made a show of tossing her hair. "Just tell me where and when and I'll be there!"

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His smile grew. Clearly this party was the perfect place to introduce her to people. Even if Wedge shot it down as an official squadron party Kyle decided he'd just do something informal. "Sorry I don't have the details worked out yet. We still have to get Wedge to okay it. As soon as I have something solid I'll let you know on the Omnicomm."

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Reyna nodded. "Understood. Feel free to contact me if you need any help convincing Wedge to sanction the gathering. I can be a rather persuasive negotiator when I put my mind to it." Her grin widened as she gathered up her bowl and spoon and gracefully slipped out of her chair.

"Thank you for updating me on everything that took place between my time and yours. I think it was important for me to hear it, even the unpleasant things." She tucked her bowl under her arm. "And thank you as well for the invitation. I'll keep an eye on my omnicom for the details." She gave Kyle a friendly wave as she turned to go.

"Well, if you'll excuse me, I feel like exploring the the ship a bit. I've been cooped up in my room for too long! Thank you again, for everything." Reyna left the table and headed out of the Mess Hall, boot heels thudding softly on the organic floor and a spring in her step that hadn't been there when she'd come in.