Lunch Energy (Day 2, EA, Dropsite Mess Hall) Open

[Yoko Lee]

"I suppose I can see what you mean, but my time with the company has actually been pretty pleasant. Most people, yourself included, seem to be nice enough, and welcoming to boot. There's a bit of hot headedness, but it's not in a really prideful or stand-offish way, at least that I've experienced so far. Maybe it's because I'm not a pilot and just a low ranking admin staff, but I couldn't say."

A small shrug before setting down the now empty styrofoam cup, "I think it might be because there's a real chain of command here, and not one where everyone is vying to be noticed or take over discussions, but one where everyone knows their place. My past jobs and positions have been all about standing out and knocking others down so you can climb up, like crabs trying to get out of a pail."

If one got that not having grown up in a fishing town, Yoko realized.

[Catherine Maia Hayes]

Catherine giggles softly. "Well ... to be honest, there is a lot of knocking down we do to others. Just not to fellow Angels. Unless it's the gym or the Sim, but that's just sparring."

"Pilots stick together tight. Even if we do not get along, we know to get along enough to rely on each other. Our lives depend on that. We need to have each others back out there. That's how things are here. Corporate culture I only know from stories and soap operas. Here you stand out by being good at your job. There may be grandstanding here, but no knocking down of other. Those who do that quickly find themselves alone with no one covering their backs and that is an easy death sentence."

While that last idiom is not something the small Mechwarrior now, it is easy enough to imagine.

"Do you like crab, Yoko?"

[Yoko Lee]

"Yeah, that's what I'm saying; There are actual consequences for knocking others down, rather than being rewarded for it. That never made sense to me. ...and anyways, a little bit of competitiveness is fine, as long as it's all in fun and for the right reasons. Like in the gym or simulators, like you said. When I worked at nightclubs or other places, it felt more like the only way to get noticed and thus get ahead was to one up people or find their faults. I dunno..."

She blinks at the last question, "Like in general? Or do you mean to eat?"

[Catherine Maia Hayes]

"Friendly rivalry can be fun, but happens mostly between us Mechwarriors." Catherine remarks. "We do a bit of one upping, but the ones to suffer from that are mostly our opponents. I am personally fine with that. If we point out a flaw it is usually in private and because we want the other to fix the problem, because we can not afford to have liabilities on the battlefield."

She smiles in response to the question. "Well, that was mostly my stomach asking, but either one works for me."

[Yoko Lee]

A chuckle, "I mostly prefer crab going into my stomach, yeah. Nice, juicy crab legs are actually my favorite food, I think. I wonder if they have any places in Pryvidok that serve crab, now that I come to think about it..."

[Catherine Maia Hayes]

"I vaguely remember daddy treating me to crab once." Catherine reminiscences. "I was too young to really understand it, so all I remember are fiddly pieces filled with white stuff that was hard to get out and eat." She gives a little smile. "He tried to help me, but I wasn't the right age for that and refused to let him 'feed me' like a baby."

She gives a little shrug after a pause. "I think this region may be a bit too cold for crabs, but they might still have something similar."

[Yoko Lee]

"I recall crab species that don't mind the cold, personally. ...then again, I gre upin a fishing village. and I was eating crab as soon as I had teeth to, so I might be thinking biased about the planet I'm from."

[Catherine Maia Hayes]

"I'll have to rely on you then, Yoko." The young Sergeant replies. "I don't know if all crabs are edible, or just a couple of them. Or how to exactly eat them. At least without accidentally cutting my tongue or something."

[Yoko Lee]

Smiling lightly, Yoko nodded, "I'll do my best.Maybe I can introduce you to some other food while I'm at it."

She looked around at the cafeteria, "Then again, it may be a bit before we have a possibility of fresh seafood," her eyes, and smile, drifted back to Cat, "So for now, I would just be content to share conversations over food with you, if we were to run into each other here again."

Drinking the last of her now lukewarm tea meant the end of Yoko’s food, not bad considering. Then again, she was used to such things for "comfort food".

[Catherine Maia Hayes]

Catherine returns the smile. "Sure! I am open to new experience. Mind you though, I can't really deal with bitter or spicy things."

"We will see how things go here. I am sure we are going to begin restocking soon, and some supply runs will be made. It's the usual thing that happens. We can only stuff so much into a dropship to last us several months and nothing of it perishable food. I am sure you can talk to some of the upper command about it, if you'd like. Everyone likes tasty food and it's good for morale."

Being done with her food and not feeling like having more strawberry candy for the moment, the small redhead just watches comfortably.

[Yoko Lee]

"One thing at a time I suppose; We have a lot on our plates as an organization with our own set up and our employers expectations. If you'll forgive the inadvertent pun. I can live on rations and freeze dried food longer if it means securing military targets first and foremost. I'd rather see our camp and our pilots safe than have some caviar any day."

[Catherine Maia Hayes]

"Ah, right. That is a good mindset. Most of us mercenaries have a personal stash of rations stored away somewhere safe. It is a little expensive, but the the stuff lasts ages and can keep you from starving in a real emergency. Consider keeping a weapon too, but only if you can actually use it. If you can't ... consider learning how to shoot asap. I can help you with that, if you like."

"Other than that." She gives a small shrug. "Just do whatever you best can."

[Yoko Lee]

"What I can do best, hm...?"

Yoko seems to think a moment before stretching out, long pale arms going over her head and stockinged legs actually sticking out from under the table to each side of Cat's chair. She even gives a long, soft sound of stretching out as far as she can before relaxing all at once.

"Mmmf! I think I'll head back to my quarters then and make a small grocery list. I've honestly never had this much money lying around before, and I may as well head into Pryvidok while things are relatively peaceful to pick up some stuff for a stash of my own."

She grinned broadly as she stood up, putting her trash in a paper bag.

[Catherine Maia Hayes]

Catherine idly watches Yoko stretch. That woman is way too tall!

"Hm, you'd never fit into Dúthracht's cockpit." The small tomboy's mouth suddenly runs off, before she can stop it. "Well, you would, but it wouldn't be too comfortable. Your head would hit the upper comm box with every step and your front would bump into the steering. And after a couple dozen jumps you would have super sore boobs, I can imagine. And a big painful bump on your head with a nasty headache."

"Doing some shopping sounds like a great idea." She replies. "I should consider that as well, when there is a moment. Good Luck with your stash, Yoko!"

All the clean up she has to do is pick up her empty soup cup. The candy wrapper is already stuffed into it.

Note to self: Salty strawberry soup is a terrible idea!

[Yoko Lee]

The grin stays, "I don't mind tight spaces too much, but I'll keep that in mind. I'd not want to break anything, on myself or anyone's mech, neh? Anyways, thanks for the company and the well wishes. Promise you'll be the first person I'll tell if I come across anything interesting."

With a flippant little salute Yoko was off then, first throwing her biodegradables away then her trash before exiting the cafeteria.

/exit, ty for the scene!

[Catherine Maia Hayes]

"If your boobs could break a mech, we could conquer this entire planet with just you, Yoko." Catherine giggles. "Cockpits are built to last, so you wouldn't be able to break anything in there. Good Luck. Have Fun. Thanks for your company too."

The small redhead returns the salute and follows to dispose of her own trash.

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/scene, thank you as well. ^-^