spartan051: credit: hollow-art (Civ- Are you kidding me)
Kurt Ambrose || SPARTAN-051 ([personal profile] spartan051) wrote in [community profile] janitorscloset 2017-10-05 03:03 am (UTC)

It didn’t take Kurt very long to rustle them up some grub. Being company commander had its perks, sure, but the Spartan had always been very firm in his stance that he ate the same food everyone else in the camp ate.

He remembered Blue Teams tales of how they’d tracked the Insurrectionist leader by following the luxury items he’d snuck into a regular supply drop. Such decadence was distasteful to a professional soldier like a II but moreso than that, Kurt did believe it just plain set a bad example if the higher ranking officers were seen indulging publicly while the recruits and the non-coms age plain mess fair. So he ate the same food the lowest boot ate and encouraged his fellow officers to do the same. If nothing else, it made mess more efficient because the cooks only had to concentrate on one set meal plan which was an additional perk.

Still, he did manage to spirit a second chocolate pudding package out for Matt. As a general rule, he liked to eat in the mess with everyone else but tonight was something special. Tomorrow, Gamma would be filling the camp with noise and excited energy but for tonight, it was just about spending time with his brother and catching up, something there had been little enough time for even on the journey back to Onyx.

“Here we go.” He indicated one of the trays, the one that was unmistakably Matt’s thanks to the second pudding cup. Kurt offered it to the other Spartan so he could have a free hand to palm open the door’s biometric reader.

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