The Journey of the Dark Crystal: Chapter 12
She was walking into the mess hall where she could eat some meal and took guard. it was sunset by now and it was time for her shift with cynder.
Jewel of the Spring #4
I went down to the barracks while on my way i stopped by the mess hall for a snack. once i finished i continued my to the barracks i was assigned to by the base commander.
Angels and Sinners
Jet said he'd catch malcolm in the mess hall later before turning to look for an empty booth. the wash block was a unisex environment; however the facilities were made up of individual booths for privacy.
visitors a little over their welcome
On the top level bridge of my ship there was the main bridge, mess hall, and the captain's quarters. making for the lift i waved at the two scale barring fellows dressed in light blue delta uniforms and went unseen.
Sirius: Book one - The Beginning: Chapter 4: Aggression
The party had been mostly wolves, but a distinctive group of huskies and a dalmatian were scattered about the mess hall, a young azuma, as fate would have it. axis had been invited too, but the guards outside the door had refused to let him in.
Chapter 15- Worlds Unknown
When she awakes the next morning, crystalia gets dressed, and heads down to the mess hall, where she finds adinia already eating. crystalia takes her seat next to the queen and, wordlessly, starts to eat her food.
Space Pirate Bart
Around dinner time, all the inmates where shepherded into the mess hall, where bart just played with his slop. not that they ever served something proper here, but hey, at least it was nutritious. being a kobold was pretty useful here.
A Warrior's Heart, Chapter 18
Stand down and secure yourselves in the mess hall and you will not be harmed. if you resist, we will do everything we must to secure this ship in the name of the mrr'tani federation."
'Til We Have Faces
He'd been keeping sterling with him, here in the mess hall. aria was on the bridge. so, sterling's baby carrier was sitting on the wide, flat counter that separated the dining area from the kitchen. right in the open window-space.
The Desert Mouse
"well ... the mess hall's so crowded," she said, meeting his eyes. "oh." a swallow. "yeah." "mind, i ... we should talk first, and ... you know, if, uh ... mm ...
Airing the Past
." \*\*\* the mess hall buzzed with the activities of the morning crew, getting their breakfast. pyro stood with his tray, wondering where to sit.
The Needs of the Many...
The mess hall was filled with crew members huddled up for warmth, many crying as the view windows told them the story. 300 meters and 3 seconds until impact.