K-033: Independent Transporter Welcome Wagon, Mess (Hyperspace)

Mess

Like us so far?

“So, you’re from the Dominion right?  How do you like us so far?”

“I am. You all seem pleasant, so far.”

She smiles at the comment, and winks, “and I plan to keep it that way!”

Back over the border?

“What’d you use to do back over the border?”

“I shifted between private and public work. Just came out of a contract with the Dominion Government.”

“Oh, sounds exciting!  What were you working on?”

Anyone from the Electorate?

“Ever met anyone from the Electorate before?”

“Not that I am aware of.”

“So I’m one of your first?”

She doesn’t wait for an answer but continues, “well, there’s all sorts here, most nice, some not so, but people who come through here seem to think we’re a lot more, uh, ‘free market’ than you folks.  They say it can take some getting used to, especially the ones that have only worked for the Dominion government.

“Though if you’ve done private work, it might not be so bad?” 

Leaving anyone behind?  

“Are you leaving anyone behind?”

“Other than family, no.”

“Aw, that sad…”

She pauses, “Or is it?  Some people love their families, others, not so much?”

Spice in your sauce?  

“Do you like much spice in your sauce?”

“Moderate amounts is fine, I don’t cope well with heavy heat.”

Once Oliver has waded through the above barrage, this is near the end, as she’s adding seasoning to his meal as the finishing touches.

“A man of moderation?”

Next

When he has his food and drink, Moloney is more than happy to stay and chat with him if he wishes, or perhaps he’d like to head back to his cabin to eat rather than stay in the Mess?

What will he do?

Any questions for her?