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Sara finally found the commissary and was a bit disappointed that it was empty except for a few beings here and there who were giving off all the signs that told her they prefered their small clique or solitary condition. So with a sigh she walked towards the service line that was marked by her biotype and grabbed a tray.

 (Figure that with so many racial types food for one is poison for another so they must have some way of separating and identifying what a person can and cannot eat)

She saw a lovely large salad that was covered in cheeses and meats and told her it was safe to eat even though she was sure that about half of the offered foodstuffs never grew on earth. An adventurous girl she selected it along with breads and an Octoian beverage called Zaaa which she compared to a perhaps too sweet tea and peach flavor mixed with orange pulp.

Once provided Sara headed for a more central table in the Commissary so she could observe beings entering and sitting here with her.      

Then just as she was about to tuck in she heard someone call out 

[color=crimson][b]"I ask everyone to come to room Zoxx, please. Everyone to room Zoxx, immediatly."[/b][/color]

Looking at her meal she sighed and carried it to the serving counter asking them to seal and hold it for her in stasis before heading for Room Zoxx.