Dark Nemesis
First Post
Kitchen, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0810 hours, June 1, 2003
"Eggs and bacon would be good, if it is not too much trouble," Rylee said, relieved that Lucas had offered to cook. Then, her eyes fell upon the toaster. This much, she could handle... maybe. "Does anyone want toast?" Retrieving a few slices of bread for herself, and enough for anyone who wanted toast, she approached the toaster. After examining it for a moment, examining the various settings and buttons, she hoped she had figured it out. Putting two slices of bread into it, she slowly pushed down on the lever... hoping the thing did not blow up in her face.
By the time Andreev enters the room, she had hopefully mastered the art of making toast, and was feeling quite proud of herself.
Las Vegas, Nevada
0810 hours, June 1, 2003
"Eggs and bacon would be good, if it is not too much trouble," Rylee said, relieved that Lucas had offered to cook. Then, her eyes fell upon the toaster. This much, she could handle... maybe. "Does anyone want toast?" Retrieving a few slices of bread for herself, and enough for anyone who wanted toast, she approached the toaster. After examining it for a moment, examining the various settings and buttons, she hoped she had figured it out. Putting two slices of bread into it, she slowly pushed down on the lever... hoping the thing did not blow up in her face.
By the time Andreev enters the room, she had hopefully mastered the art of making toast, and was feeling quite proud of herself.