T'Vau was distracted. There was...something sticky on her hand.
She wiped it clean on the bedsheets, and stood. There was a food slot in her quarters. Fascinating.
"I require nourishment," she announced, and approached the food slot. She had been en route to the mess hall when she had encountered Spock in the turbolift. There was no reason to further postpone her meal.
"Computer," she said in a voice that brooked no argument. "A large tuna fish sandwich...and a n'gaan milkshake."
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Date: 2010-02-01 07:47 pm (UTC)She wiped it clean on the bedsheets, and stood. There was a food slot in her quarters. Fascinating.
"I require nourishment," she announced, and approached the food slot. She had been en route to the mess hall when she had encountered Spock in the turbolift. There was no reason to further postpone her meal.
"Computer," she said in a voice that brooked no argument. "A large tuna fish sandwich...and a n'gaan milkshake."
She almost smiled as the food appeared.