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Little Dipper Living Room: Wednesday Afternoon
The day had started early for Worf. While he'd never admit how special the day was to himself, he planned to at least celebrate in his own way. Despite the rain there had been a successful hunting trip through the preserve. Worf had to skip the part of roasting it over an open fire but using a modified phaser setting was able to cook it without too much of a problem.
And now anyone near the Little Dipper cabin would probably notice the smell of the phaser roasted venison that Worf had cooked over the firepit. In addition there is other food available both modified Klingon and normal human food including variety of pies (cherry, apple and rokeg blood).
Considering it came from Worf... it was almost festive.
[Open for the Dippers or anyone passing by...]
And now anyone near the Little Dipper cabin would probably notice the smell of the phaser roasted venison that Worf had cooked over the firepit. In addition there is other food available both modified Klingon and normal human food including variety of pies (cherry, apple and rokeg blood).
Considering it came from Worf... it was almost festive.
[Open for the Dippers or anyone passing by...]
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"Who are you and what have you done with Worf?"
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He left his alcove and walked into the living room, where he saw roast meat and pies. "What's all this?"
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[Work ahoy. SP after 1am?]
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He paused and turned to Worf. "I'm sorry I mocked your forehead. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?"
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"To what do we owe the honor?"
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Alice walked into the living room and looked around. "Do you hunt often?" she asked. "No one in my cabin seems to bring back fresh kills."
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Not Alice, but Alice didn't count for 'most people' in any century, it would seem.
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