Worf (
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driftfleet2017-07-04 02:10 pm
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001 first log [video/action]
Who: Worf and you.
Broadcast: Open.
Action: Marsiva kitchen.
When: Now. 4th of July.
[The feed cuts in showing a rather irritated Klingon tasting some of the "space gel" that the crew are forced to eat as a substitute to real food. He's in the kitchen, having had no choice but to tear himself away from all the memories and strange rooms aboard the ship. Worf isn't good dealing with odd situations like staring into someone's past or trying to get his head around things like that.]
How can anyone call this food? It is tasteless and lacks everything real food has! This is nothing compared to Gagh.
[That's Klingon food. Worms that are alive and move a lot.]
This show has gone on long enough. I demand to know what is happening and why there are these strange memories of people being shown in rooms. If you were a man I would kill you where you stand!
[He's targeting his anger at the network, hoping to get his rage across to the Atroma; his captors. Maybe Worf is just annoyed at the food selection and lack of prune juice. It seems he wants to pick a fight with something or someone.]
Broadcast: Open.
Action: Marsiva kitchen.
When: Now. 4th of July.
[The feed cuts in showing a rather irritated Klingon tasting some of the "space gel" that the crew are forced to eat as a substitute to real food. He's in the kitchen, having had no choice but to tear himself away from all the memories and strange rooms aboard the ship. Worf isn't good dealing with odd situations like staring into someone's past or trying to get his head around things like that.]
How can anyone call this food? It is tasteless and lacks everything real food has! This is nothing compared to Gagh.
[That's Klingon food. Worms that are alive and move a lot.]
This show has gone on long enough. I demand to know what is happening and why there are these strange memories of people being shown in rooms. If you were a man I would kill you where you stand!
[He's targeting his anger at the network, hoping to get his rage across to the Atroma; his captors. Maybe Worf is just annoyed at the food selection and lack of prune juice. It seems he wants to pick a fight with something or someone.]
no subject
[He had his views and found it damn disgusting. What were they thinking?! Giving people this filth to live on. It was worse than targ dung.]
You know someone who can cook aboard this vessel?
no subject
[Tyrion gave a what could you do, shrug, before he tipped his head.]
Quite a few, actually.
no subject
[He grumbled under his breath and was now wondering about what the man said about a cook.]
Then, why don't these cooks serve real food instead of this filth? If they can prove their worth as cooks.
no subject
[His lips twitch.]
They do, if you're lucky enough to have one on your ship or have befriended them. You are eating a la carte.