tectus: all by bungalows @ dw (but i keep cruising)
octavia blake. ([personal profile] tectus) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2015-02-18 02:25 pm (UTC)

idk some point mid month

It's the stir fry that pulls her in.

There hasn't exactly been a huge amount of time for it, between arriving and boggarts and departments (oh my!) but there's no denying that Octavia is...just a little obsessed with the food on board the Tranquility. Her familiarity with space food had been limited to a weird, processed, soy based product that left almost everything to the imagination - and on the ground things hadn't been much better either. Sure it had been fresh, but the kids she'd landed on Earth with weren't exactly trained survivalists. They managed, but it wasn't anything to brag about. Here though - she's already heard of foods she never could have dreamt of, and coffee? God, she doesn't know how she lived before that stuff.

This day in particular she's heading to the kitchens with the intentions of maybe trying to cook something for herself, because up until this point she's largely relied on anything involving minimal preparation. She isn't exactly planning to socialise, and when she hears someone else busy at work in there she almost turns around and leaves again, but-

...damn, whatever that is it smells good.

She hovers long enough for it to be awkward, for him to have spotted her, and after a moment takes a step further in, awkwardly clearing her throat to announce her presence.

"Uh, hey-" she starts, a little uncomfortable as she peers at the food cooking away with an unmistakable curiosity, "...just wondering, like. What is that?"

Because seriously, she hasn't come across anything that looks that good in her life ever, probably.

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