Role-Play: Room 3900 - Galaxy Bar (And Grill)

[Capt Jim Harsting (Ret)]

At the fore of the 3rd deck is a fairly large area, run by the Ferengi, Tog, called "Galaxy Bar". After the Terrasects refit, it was thought to be a good idea to issue Three Forward to a vendor as well.

[Tog]

Tog works well orders workers to get the Galaxy Bar in order and stocked for Business

As Tog examines everything to make sure it meets his stander "Very good, I should make a lot of latinume on the venture" he thinks as he checks the prices

Then Officially opens the Bar for Business

[Capt Jim Harsting (Ret)]

Jim had been strolling about the Promenade, checking on the status of the shops and needs of various members, as he then stepped into the Galaxy Bar. He glanced about, and saw Tog behind the bar. He glanced up through the Skylight that was above the second level, and walked over to Tog. "Aren't you glad that the Ktarnium blew a hole right here in the Hull? Otherwise this fine location wouldn't exist." He crossed his arms, a slight smirk on his face, waiting for his reaction.

[gengrant]

Sam entered the bar, for a two reason; He was hungry and he wanted to meet the new manager. Upon entering he took a look around, it didn’t look to outrageous and nothing appeared too suspicious, which made him know that this wasn't this Feringi’s first rodeo.

Sam walked up to the bar and ordered a Whiskey on the Rocks (replicated non-alcoholic) with a Cheese Burger (as bad for you as it can be). As he watched the bartender go about his order, Sam saw the Captain standing their and pointing to the ceiling. Sam remembered the battle, the Terrasect took quiet the beating during the fire fight but held together; bless her hull.

“Oh...” say Sam towards Jim “I thought it was because Starfleet was skimping on the repairs; ‘pinching penny’s’ as my father used to say.” Sam laughed and looked at the Skylight, it was truly quiet nice. “Buy you a drink?” he inquires of the Captain.

[Capt Jim Harsting (Ret)]

Jim glanced over to Sam as he spoke, and smirked. "It was cheaper and made more sense just to throw in a Promenade. But she did hold up quite well." He chuckled, and then Sam asked if he could buy him a drink. "Sure. Nothing to sordid of course." He walked over towards Sam, and sat at the stool next to him. "Those days were so much simpler, though." He said, glancing back at Tog.

[Tog]

Tog looked up at the Captain, then the Skylight when he pointed as he was about to answer the Chief of Security entered the Bar

The Captain and him spoke then walked over to the CSEC and joined him, Tog followed behind the bar, when they finished the Capt glances back at Tog

"It was most fortunate for me that that happen" he says then quickly adds "But unfortunate for this ship and crew"

Looking at Both "what may I get you, We have many drinks here" he says as the Holo Tender brings the CSEC his order

Looking at the capt "Might I suggest Tennessee whiskey I have some from 2010 or a Scotch whiskey I have a 1990 vintage" he smilies

[gengrant]

Sam took his order and gulped a few large drags from his drink, and sighed with satisfaction. Placing his halved glass down, prior to taking a bite of his food, Sam reached his right hand over the counter to introduce himself “Lt. Cmdr. Samuel Grant, Chief of Security aboard the Terrasect. Sorry I missed your boarding orientation, it’s been pretty busy around here, good to finally meet you though.”

[Capt Jim Harsting (Ret)]

Jim shrugged. "I don't want to get too sloshed. Whiskey of that vintage would probably be the death of me, and I have ship to get ready to head out." He paused for a second, apparently thinking for a moment.

"I'll take any Earth-based Lager you have on Tap." He glanced over to Sam.

"So have you gotten a chance to look over all of the refit and upgrades?"

[Tog]

Looking at Samuel "That's quite all right Sir, Getting the Ship ready to go is more important than me" he says with a smile

Then he pours a glass of Lager from the Tap and sits it in front of the Captain "This is a Samuel Adams Lager would you like anything to eat" he asks

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

He enters 3FWD after having looked around the ship, walks up to the Bar and sits nods to the Captain and the CSec then looks at Tog

and in slow domineer "I'll have a Mug of Rootbeer and some chili fries"

[Tog]

Tog Looks at the Helmsmen "coming up" Tog makes him some chili Fires and gets him a Mug of Rootbeer sits down for him then goes about his business

[gengrant]

“Aye” replies Sam. “She’s a tuff little ship.” As much as Starfleet never wanted to admit it, it could never be truly a ‘peaceful fleet’ dedicated to only science and exploration, no matter how much they said it. Every time Starfleet found new allies, we found new and greater enemies; The Borg, Species 8472, The Dominion, etc. There had to be some ‘battleships’ that the Federation could rely upon; The Excelsior and Akira models being amongst the first. The Terrasect could sure hold her own in a fight, this much had already be proven, but the refits only made her stronger. Sam felt very comfortable and very ‘safe’ aboard her, which is always a good feeling when you on your own aboard a Starship.

“Best part is my office is right where I left it…” Sam grinned. “I do have a question though, if I may, I saw Commodore Ijoula’s name on the roster listed as ‘pending’. Are we expecting to have him ‘back’? I haven’t seen him since my last tour aboard the Terrasect.” Sam asked.

[Capt Jim Harsting (Ret)]

Jim accepted the Lager, and nodded in thanks, and took a gulp. He looked to Sam. "Yes. He's currently on a Leave of Absence, and I'm not sure if he would be willing to take a field rank reduction to Commander while aboard the Terrasect. I havn't heard back from him as of yet."

Jim shrugged, taking another gulp. "Starfleet is willing to invest in as much as they can for a First Contact vessel to bring to other cultures a piece of the Federation, and make it able to protect herself as much as absolutely possible. Putting over 1,000 Civilians on a vessel such as the Terrasect is a gamble in and of itself."

[Dr Colina MacAuley]

She entered the bar and grill and looked around. Seeing the captain and the chief of security, then the canine she tilted her head slightly. Then she got a glint in her eyes as she walked to the bar section and sat next to the canine. Looking at him she smiled and extended her hand.

"Doctor Colina MacAuley, Chief Medical Officer. Mind if I join ya?" In her mind the worse that could happen is he said no, and the best would be his saying yes. To the Tog she smiled, extending her hand. "Now I know you heard me say who I am your race has excellent hearing. If ya wouldn't mind and you had it. I would love some heather mist on the rocks and a serving of Forfar Bridies."

She sat down and waited for the canines answer and her order.

OOC: 1) Heather mist is creamed scotch whiskey think of Bailey's but take out the Irish whiskey replacing it with Scottish whiskey or as referred to by many Scots the water of life.

2) Forfar Bridies is a meat pie originally from Forfar Scotland. Forfar bakers traditionally use shortcrust pastry, It is made of minced beef, sometimes with onions and spices, placed on rolled-out pastry and folded into a semi-circular shape the whole thing is baked in an oven. One hole in the crust =no onions, 2 holes in the crust has onions in it.

3) Of interest, is this saying Dundee Scots shibboleth Twa plenn bridies an ingan ane an aa ("Two plain bridies and an onion one and all", an aa being Scots for "as well"), supposedly impossible to say if one does not come from Scotland.

Retrieved from "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bridie" If you have never tasted a Bridie well you have missed out.

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

Taking the Dr's hand ans shaking it when she said "Doctor Colina MacAuley, Chief Medical Officer. Mind if I join ya?" doing his best to smile with out looking like he is snarling "LtJg Buford B Hound Helm, I would be please if you joined me" he replies his features that of a Bloodhound