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driftfleet2018-05-28 06:00 pm
edwinjarvis) wrote in driftfleet2018-05-28 06:00 pm
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Who: Edwin Jarvis and You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: The Melting Pot, or Tourist!
When: Now-ish!
It is certainly that time of the year where I must broadcast the usual Help Wanted sign of sorts... Which is to say, if anyone would like a job in The Melting Pot, do let me know; we can always always use more hands on deck, especially cooks with any sort of capability. Hobbyists will even do, so long as you're not the kind of hobbyist to completely ruin a good meatloaf.
And I do apologize for being so missing in action because of it. I'm currently... woefully without aid here, at the moment. Which is hardly an issue when it's just the bistro in my hands, but I'd rather not slack on my other responsibilities.
[Like cleaning The Tourist to an uncomfortably shiny degree, or making at least two meals a day for the crew, or piloting people to their destinations, or making sure Miss Carter or Mr. Stark are doing well (and feeding them, too, shut up); he needs to be on his a-game!]
The pay is decent, and you're free to eat for free here.
... Like-wise, if you are not interested in a job but you're tired of whatever you're eating, by god, make your way here so I can properly feed you. And by all means, please tell me your favorite dishes; they may very well show up on the menu at some point, if I can get my hands on the ingredients necessary.
[He can be found at The Melting Pot, working everything solo (bless his soul), or he can be found on the SS Tourist, playing catch up by baking bread for the crew and setting out little cookie-like biscuits and a pot of well-heated coffee for whoever would be passing the kitchen table. He's humming a little tune to himself — an old 40's melody, though few other than his own friends would probably recognize it.
Unless you're one for old tunes.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: The Melting Pot, or Tourist!
When: Now-ish!
It is certainly that time of the year where I must broadcast the usual Help Wanted sign of sorts... Which is to say, if anyone would like a job in The Melting Pot, do let me know; we can always always use more hands on deck, especially cooks with any sort of capability. Hobbyists will even do, so long as you're not the kind of hobbyist to completely ruin a good meatloaf.
And I do apologize for being so missing in action because of it. I'm currently... woefully without aid here, at the moment. Which is hardly an issue when it's just the bistro in my hands, but I'd rather not slack on my other responsibilities.
[Like cleaning The Tourist to an uncomfortably shiny degree, or making at least two meals a day for the crew, or piloting people to their destinations, or making sure Miss Carter or Mr. Stark are doing well (and feeding them, too, shut up); he needs to be on his a-game!]
The pay is decent, and you're free to eat for free here.
... Like-wise, if you are not interested in a job but you're tired of whatever you're eating, by god, make your way here so I can properly feed you. And by all means, please tell me your favorite dishes; they may very well show up on the menu at some point, if I can get my hands on the ingredients necessary.
[He can be found at The Melting Pot, working everything solo (bless his soul), or he can be found on the SS Tourist, playing catch up by baking bread for the crew and setting out little cookie-like biscuits and a pot of well-heated coffee for whoever would be passing the kitchen table. He's humming a little tune to himself — an old 40's melody, though few other than his own friends would probably recognize it.
Unless you're one for old tunes.]
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[He glances to Chekov with the usual friend smile, checking to make sure the bread's coming along soon after.]
And besides, I enjoy the company of this ship far too much to go without it too long.
How are you doing, Mr. Pavel?
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[He stands there a bit awkwardly, wanting to offer a hand but singularly untalented when it comes to kitchen things.]
Well, thank you. [Relatively.] Not so busy as you. Will you tell me if I can do anything to help, here or at your restaurant?
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[Bless your soul, buddy.]
I'm not used to help, admittedly, but I certainly am learning how to accept it.
Would you like to learn a little baking? I'm always available for such things.
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[A punching bag beat him once, just ask Natasha.]
In return, I can give you practice accepting assistance.
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Goodness, there's no reason for me to decline, in that case. We both benefit far too much.
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I will, I admit, likely benefit more. I would like to apologize in advance for the unfairness of this exchange.
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I certainly would not want to be sharing a room with a lion.
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[CH E K OV NO]
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[He was lONelY, he needs this cat.]
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... Besides, it's at least not the zoo fiasco all over again...
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You're from earth?
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But I am from Earth—Petersburg, most recently—although it has been years since I was home.