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| The Rabinical Baker | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 30 2007, 06:37 AM (266 Views) | |
| Commander Quincy Jones | Nov 30 2007, 06:37 AM Post #1 |
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Hopefully a place where you can get a bowl of some Matzah Ball soup and some advice on spiritual matters. |
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| Dr. Cornelius Creed | Jan 1 2008, 03:38 AM Post #2 |
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"Mmmmmm," Cornelius hummed seductively as he slid his spoon out of his closed mouth. The cold, creamy sensation tickled his palate as the sweet, sublime flavors washed over his tongue. His eyes were shut tightly as the creamy goodness slid down his esophagus. "Quincy, what did you call this again?" he asked, pointing at the tall, frothy glass in front of him with his spoon. |
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| Commander Quincy Jones | Jan 1 2008, 05:14 AM Post #3 |
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I believe that you are referring to the ice cream you are eating. So what can I do for you Doc? |
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| Dr. Cornelius Creed | Jan 1 2008, 07:02 PM Post #4 |
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"Mmmm, delicious!" He dabbed his napkin on his lips and set it down on the table. He drilled into Quincy's big blue eyes with his own brown ones as he smirked wryly. "How did you know this was all just pretense?" he asked, impressed at Quincy's uncanny interpersonal skills. |
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| Commander Quincy Jones | Jan 6 2008, 07:23 AM Post #5 |
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I have a knack for noticing that people have things on their mind and try to preempt them so as to relieve the tension that might be. |
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| Dr. Cornelius Creed | Jan 6 2008, 03:18 PM Post #6 |
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"Really?" Creed said. "You have a true gift!" He paused for a long while unsure of how to tell the First Officer his concerns. It was not his department and even less of his buisness. |
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| Commander Quincy Jones | Jan 13 2008, 05:47 AM Post #7 |
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"That I do Doctor," he paused for a moment---"sometimes." "So Doc, what's on your mind? What would you like to discuss?" |
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| Chief Engineer Erica Ross | Jan 13 2008, 06:18 AM Post #8 |
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Erica Ross stood outside Cdr. Jones' quarters, wondering if she was making a mistake. It wasn't that she needed any spirital help, she didn't believe in G-d, but her insides had been burning with pain all day, and she knew it wasn't because of anything medical. Ever since she had heard her mother's voice, she hadn't been able to eat, sleep, even work at her normal speed. As that there was no ship conselor on board, the next person Ross could think to turn to was the Rabbinical supervisor. Her hand reached for the door chime (ooc: what is the thing called that you press to let the person inside know your outside?) and stopped. I don't need help, Rossed silently yelled at herself, I can fix this own my own. Her heart seemed to believe differently, and, as if with a mind of its own, her hand cntinued its journey to the door chime and pressed it. |
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| Dr. Cornelius Creed | Jan 13 2008, 07:05 AM Post #9 |
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"Um, were you expecting company, Rabbi?" Creed asked when the door chimed. ooc: I'm guessing door chime. I don't think I've ever heard a name for it. |
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| Captain Chaim Rezit | Jan 13 2008, 07:38 AM Post #10 |
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ooc: The books seem to differ. Chime, bell, "announcer"... take your pick. But the bell definitely "chimes," unless it changed in 500 years. |
| "Tempus Fugit" (Favorite saying of Timeship Captains) "The day is short and the work is great." (Ethics of the Fathers) | |
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| Commander Quincy Jones | Jan 13 2008, 01:47 PM Post #11 |
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"No doctor, but as you know.....my door is always open. Just give me a second. Enter." |
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| Chief Engineer Erica Ross | Jan 13 2008, 09:08 PM Post #12 |
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Erica breathed deeply as she entered Cdr. Jones' quarters. She froze at the sight of Dr. Cornelius Creed sitting there eating ice cream. Just great, Ross thought the whole ship will know I have a problem now. "Cdr.," Ross whispered with a sigh, "I didn't realize you had commany. I'm sorry." She turned to leave, embarrassed to let the two men in front of her see her blush, and see the tears forming in her eyes. |
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| Commander Quincy Jones | Jan 14 2008, 11:54 PM Post #13 |
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"Not at all, not...at...all, is there something you want to discuss with me. The doctor and I were just sitting around eating ice cream. I don't think you interrupted anything, Doctor? he looked to the doctor in a questioning tone |
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| Dr. Cornelius Creed | Jan 15 2008, 06:05 AM Post #14 |
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"I-interrupting? Most certainly not!" Creed said trying to make Ross feel a little less frazzled. "As a matter of fact, I was about to leave -" he set down his spoon, "-I'll leave the two of you alone." He clearly saw the agitation in Ross's face and thought it best to give her a chance to talk with the Rabbi alone. He drifted towards the door and beckoned to the Rabbi. "We can talk later," he said as he nudged his head in Ross's direction. |
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| Chief Engineer Erica Ross | Jan 24 2008, 10:09 PM Post #15 |
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Erica Ross watched the doctor walk out of the room. She shook quietly, nervous about what she had come to talk about. "Cdr. have you read my file?" she asked taking the now empty seat. |
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