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

[Tog]

Tog sees two customers Enter the Bar LtJg Buford and someone woman he has never seen before he watches as they walk up to the bar and sit down

As they are sitting she turns to Buford, “Do you know of a Samuel? Samuel Grant?” Buford looks at her then Sniffs the Air "Not personally meet him when I meet the Captain but right now he's not close by" as Tog waits when Buford's done "What can I get for you" Tog asks

He looks at them both as he waits to take their orders

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

She replies to Buford's thought about god “I wish it was that easy. Buford, you see I don’t die…I am nothing but a slave of the Drak.” He Looks at her "You can die just takes longer than most"

“Death is a part of life and preparing for it is just for the weak minded. I won’t see death for a very long time unless I meet…” She stops and changes the subject Buford lets it go “Dogs in other worlds...explains you look like more of a Golden Retriever then a Bloodhound.” Buford smiles nope as far as I know All Bloodhound

Then she says “Thank you. I’ll remain in my present garments.” Buford nods, she finally notices the barkeep and says She mentions a Captain “Captain Spots? I mean Ijoula?” Buford replies "No that wasn't his name Captain Harsting was his name"

“I would like meat! Lots of meat…needs protein for energy…” Buford looks at the Bar Keep "Stakes Keep them coming"

He then hears her hum a song and sing it "That's a mighty pretty song" he replies as he waits for the meal

[Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns]

Grabfot entered the Bar and Grill and looked around. He spotted three people. A Ferengi behind the bar, the canine that he kept smelling from the moment he entered the Promenade and then he spotted the female.

He blinked and then shook his head, not sure if he was seeing right but of course, he knew he was. His tail then looped into another helix as he caught part of the song she was singing then he heard the comment the canine made to her and his tail lashed, ears laying back against his head. He moved forward and wedged his way in between the canine and Ann, pushing the canine away a little and spiraling his tail into a loop as he done so

"Ann, I thought I smelled your presense. It is god to see that you have returned"

[Tog]

Tog looks surprised when the lady says when did you get their then they order stakes and Buford says keep them coming

"Right away Sir" tog says as he makes several stakes he hears the woman singing, as he turns he sees a feline enter and shove Buford away as he sets the stakes down "Your Food" tog says

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

As Buford is pushed away by the Feline "Are all Cats as rude as y'all" Buford asks with a growl "If y'all would have asked I would have moved" Buford says as he scoots over making room

"Ann that's a right pretty name" Buford says

[gengrant]

From the doorway of the bar, as the sound of tromping feet were heard coming from the corridor as additional Security Personnel responded to the area, Sam stood alone in the archway.

“Ann…” he bellowed, friendly yet with commanding authority, his voice was clear. He started again “It’s Sam and you know the drill. You don’t carry weapons on my ship.” This was like playing dice, from the get-go there was not no way of telling which Ann this might be; he figured it would go smoothly if it was the right Ann, if it wasn’t, well Sam knew he was gonna have a bad day…

“Lt. Grabfoot, Lt. Hound, step away from her, that’s an order.” Sam was not about to start explaining himself. He tried not to present to hostile a stance, his phaser still on his hip, but he was afraid that it wouldn’t help him much anyway. He was hoping that this was the Ann that he first new, or whatever the terminology, not the one that they fought aboard the Terrasect months before. The next few seconds would decide the matter…

[gengrant]

As Ann turned towards him, Sam corrected his stance and reached for his phaser; it was a move he’d seen before. But, what followed was more surprising then anything he’d seen, or that he was ready for, he was also stunned for a minute as he saw the look on Ann’s face. As he re-holstered his phaser and raised his right hand towards her, apologetically open palmed, to show that he was relaxing his stance.

Sam stood, almost dumb founded, as she placed her weapons on the ground before her, stepped away from them and knelt down with her hands behind her head. Sam wasn’t sure what to do, this was not what he expected, his best hope was that they were gonna argue and that he would have to convenience her not to fight, to surrender her weapons, but this…

Per standard procedure, Sam waived in two of the responding Security Teams to provide cover as he approached, he walked up to her, kicking the weapons over to where a Security Team moved and secured them. Sam knelt down in front of her and took hold of her hands, removing them from behind her head and placing them more comfortably in front of her.

There was an odd feeling in the air, this was so strange, so out of character. This was neither Ann he knew, or maybe it was, and she was just tired, or spent. Sam remembered his lecture on the “Q” entity, how when stripped of ‘its’ power it was as helpless and ‘normal’ as any human or species. Sam wondered if this was true here, now. Ann’s race was just as ‘alien’ as the “Q”, which made them both intriguing and dangerous. Sam could feel the tension all around and was well aware of the scene that had been caused, but it was what had to be done.

“Ann?” Sam started, in a much softer tone, softer then anyone but a few people knew he could be. He placed his hand under her chin, raising her head to look at him, to meet eye to eye… It was a risky decision, if this was a charade Sam wouldn’t live long enough to know, not this close and this exposed.

“Are you okay? It’s me, Samuel, wha…what are you doing here?” he inquired. It had been a while since they had last scene each other, the last time was on opposite sides. The fight caused a lot of damage to the ship and sent about a dozen crewmembers to Sickbay, not for a short stay either. Sam was still confused, but took a moment to tap his combadge “Grant to Bridge; cancel yellow alert but continue intruder alert; this section for now. Captain Harsting, ‘Ann’s’ decided to dropped by …” Sam closed the link, and looked back at her, seeing the tears “Ann, talk to me.”

[samek]

Samek still stood in the Bar, having watched the situation carefully. He still held his Engineering Kit in hand, having just finished fixing the replicator in Tog's.

He had never heard of this creature, or person, "Ann'Knox", but seeing her have being as armed as she was, he was half curious if she was not raised by some warrior race.

Stepping from behind the bar, he stood about 2 meters behind Samuel, setting his kit down on the bar, waiting to see if he would be needed in this situation...

[Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns]

He heard the growl from the canine before Ann could respond and he turned his head slightly to growl back, his ears laying back on his head, responding with a warning growl "Do not challenge me, canine. The results will not be pleasant. I am here to see an old friend"

As he turned back to Ann, he saw her deploy her armour and he got into a defensive stance wondering what was gonna happen next

( not sure if others can see the things Ann does but I am going to go with no since she is in her armor )

After a moment, he saw that Ann retracted her armor and comlined that her meat was too done and then turn back and her steak was more to her, and his, liking. He heard Ann tell him to sit and eat, and hopefully catch up on old time. As he was about to sit, he heard a familiar voice call out, commanding him to get away from Ann. His tail whipped again, an ear tilting back in disdain as he recognized Grant's voice. He looked back at Grant "No one asked you to come, Mr. Grant. There are no intruders here"

His ears flicked back in surprise as Ann gave up her weapons without a fight or a smart retort, but what surprised him was he saw the tears. He was about to inquire what was wrong when Sam beat him to the question and heard his tone soften

He merely shook his head and thumped his tail on the floor in frustration "Try to visit a friend and people still interupt. He turns to Ann "If you want to visit later, after you deal with the dog in heat and Mr I'm gonna get the intruder when there are no intruders, I'll be around"

He turned toward the door, to see if Ann, or anyone else, will respond

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

Grab Foot grows back and says ” Do not challenge me, canine. The results will not be pleasant. I am here to see an old friend" Buford looks at him ” Do nut underestimate me Cat"

He listened to Ann as she said “You call this steak? Hunnie more rare it’s practically fully cooked!” Tog says nothing but backs away slowly“I’m bloody in the wrong reality! Damn Kate…she told me I arrive at the same place that we were…”

Ann mutters on and she starts to check her temporal device. Looks at it and remembers it is out off power. She pulls a cord from her pocket and attaches it to that and to her self. She provides power to the unit and she accesses the device. She opens a rift in side the bar…luckily her window wasn’t completely closed. She then activates her Bio Armor and it folds out and covers her body. She scans the opening jams of the portal from the side that she came from and to here.

Buford watches as she Disappears but he knew she was near he could smell her, Then his ears raised, as his eyes got wide he could smell smoke, and death and hears screams, and see the sights throw the portal as he looked were she use to be, then he sees a person being killed

Suddenly Ann's face appeared “What the frack! If this is the reality where I was before explain to me about Jim being a captain? Last I checked he was an admiral. Unless my equipment is not working I’m in the bloody wrong reality!” she said

She sits at the bar as all her reappears “Better. Kee. Keep it coming like this.” she says as she looks at the blood raw stakes Tog set down, then she says in a craked voice “Mr. Grabfoot…Sit! Eat!”

Buford sat their when he smelled Sam then he hear “It’s Sam and you know the drill. You don’t carry weapons on my ship.” Buford’s ears picked up then higher when he heard “Lt. Grabfoot, Lt. Hound, step away from her, that’s an order.” Buford looked at Sam "Can't do that Sir, Ann has done nothing wrong" Buford says Then Grab Foot tells Grant "No one asked you to come, Mr. Grant. There are no intruders here"


Then watches her lay her weapons on the ground, He saw Grab Foot and how surprised he was, but Grab foots tail lashed, the Grants voice soften as he Spook to Ann, Buford watched as Grab Foot shook his head "Try to visit a friend and people still interrupt." He says then turns to Ann "If you want to visit later, after you deal with the dog in heat and Mr I'm goanna get the intruder when there are no intruders, I'll be around" He then heads for the door

Buford listens as she tells Grant about her side arms, then he sees the look on her face as Grab Foot starts to leave and she replies either to Grant, or Grab Foot or Both “I haven’t seen your face in nearly over five years now and yet you look the same but everything on the ship is different…I think I understand what the Draks mean of stop dwelling in the past but be in it.” Buford didn't know which

When she Finished he looked at Grab Foot Growed "Ann is Beautiful but I'm a Dog I was being friendly, just because you want to mate her, dose not mean I do" he says Angrily "I was just trying to be a freind" He says shaking his head

[Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns]

He heard the parting comment from the canine officer "Do not underestimate me, cat" and his fur spiked as his anger rose, but then he decided with Grant and Ann there, he stood down

He walked toward the door, with his feet claws clicking on the floor. He then Ann state “I haven’t seen your face in nearly over five years now and yet you look the same but everything on the ship is different…I think I understand what the Draks mean of stop dwelling in the past but be in it.” He assumed she was talking to Sam, as usual

Before he reached the door, he saw Captain Harsting appears, give a code to lower the forcefield, enters then the force field go up as soon as he was in. He groaned to himself, now knowing he is unable to leave with the forcefield up

Then hearing the canine speak again: "Ann is Beautiful but I'm a Dog I was being friendly, just because you want to mate her, does not mean I do" he says angrily "I was just trying to be a freindly" His fur spiked again and his tail whipped, spinning around to face the canine, with his ears laid back and his eye narrowed as he couldn't let this remark go without comment

"What makes you *hiss, grunt* think that I wish to mate with Ann?! I'm not a canine and want to mate with any female that comes along!" He paused considering his next words "You're right, I would like that chance and she is beautiful but I dont think someone as beautiful as her would want to go out with someone like me. She would want someone who would look similiar to a human"

He then closed his mouth as he realised he said too much. He also realized he had some feelings for Ann and had them ever she was last on the Terrasect but it seemed she was more interested in Sam. He shook his head and then slammed his fist into the wall, watching it dent, to diffuse much of his anger and frustration

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

Buford watches as Grab Foot turns and full of anger Grab Foot says "What makes you *hiss, grunt* think that I wish to mate with Ann?! I'm not a canine and want to mate with any female that comes along!" He paused Buford taps his nose "You're right, I would like that chance and she is beautiful but I don't think someone as beautiful as her would want to go out with someone like me. She would want someone who would look similiar to a human"

Buford watches has he punches the wall denting it "I to wish to mate, and if they would not mate with y'all" Points to his face "Why would they mate with me" he says

He shakes his head "I will not argue it with y'all, this Ship is my home now I would like Friends" Buford turns back toward Ann "If y'all don't like me that your right, but until Ann says no I try to be her Friend" he pauses "If your truly her Friend y'all would not be upset at her making a new Friend"

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

Buford looks at her when she says “I seriously think I’m not in the right reality now…” then she walks around then She put her hands to her face and screamed! Ann’Knox just needed to know she a live or even if this isn’t a fracking interrogation mind frack!

"Yes your a live" Buford says as she walks around more then says “Can you bloody hell stop this crap! Did you fools not just see what I… I. You know damn well what I’m saying!” Buford looks at her "y'all killed a wounded man asking for help" he says like it was no big deal

Buford watched her as he sensed something from her sent, Confusion, depression, anguish Buford softly spoke to her "Never feel that way, Call me names, hit me but never feel like that" he says his eyes glassy as he looks at her

[Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns]

Much of his anger was spent when he pnched the wall and now he was feeling.. he want sure what he was feeling, but then he heard the canine speak. He looked over to him

"I am not angry at her trying to.." He is cut off by Ann's scream of frustration. His ears slapped down on his head at the sheer volume of the scream nearly deafened him

He then hangs his head, letting Harsting, Grant and the canine handle Ann

[gengrant]

Sam listened as Ann spoke, and was to say the least annoyed at the refusal and disagreements between Lt. Hound and Lt. Grabfoot. Sam would just assume use a wide Stun and put everyone in the Bar to sleep, as things were quickly getting out of control.

Sam looked at Ann, seeing confusion and fear; but not fear as it is generally felt. He knew she was not afraid of him, or the security detail, or much of anything, but it was something different.

Sam collected the other weapons she dropped and smiled, now he was really confused as this was really out of character, but he wouldn’t surrender the initiative; As he placed the weapons to the side, he looked back at the detail. “Detail, holster your weapons. Collect these ‘personal effects’ and take them to Security.” Sam nodded to Captain Harsting as he entered; trying to convey the belief that everything was ‘alright’.

He scowled at the behavior of Grabfoot and Hound, this wasn’t about some love drunk duel, he was upset with the way that these Starfleet Officers were bickering. Sam turned to a section of his men “Escort these two (indicating Grabfoot and Hound) past the force field and let them go about their business.” Also as Sam turned, he thanked the Chief Engineer for the support, and informed him that he felt everything was under control and he could resume his duties if he so chooses; Sam thanked the fact that Lt. Samek offered to help, he truly was a good man.

Sam looked back at Ann, who had stood and went back down again. Sam scowled back at the Security Detail for redrawing their weapons, but he couldn’t blame them, some of them had fought her before and were justifiably concerned. “Damnit I said holster those weapons! Only draw them or use them if I’m hurt!” Sam ordered. It was an odd order, but he knew that violence begets violence.

Sam looked back at Ann “Better?” he said, a smile drawing across his face. “I’d ask you to forgive me, but you know me, I do what needs to be done. Last time I checked I think we were 1 and 1, a tie score between our two engagements.” Sam smiled, trying to interject some humor to lighten the mood. Sam listened as Ann spoke, not always making sense, but that was an understatement with all that was going on.

Sam looked really confused when Ann mentioned ‘five years’, “Fi…Five years?” he began. “Ann, it’s been a little over 6 months; Federation Standard.” As Sam answered, it all the sudden came to him, the confusion, her comments about different realities and the like; last time they met he was a different rank, Jim was too, everyone acted differently around her… The idea of it being a different reality was working against them trying to get Ann to calm down, now he knew what he had to do. “Ann, this is the same past as you were before, things change. I know that last time you saw me I was just a junior grade Lt, and it was Admiral Harsting; but a lot has happened in only 6 months. That’s still Jim” he said as he pointed towards him, standing near the archway “It was this, retirement or a desk job back on Earth, you know him, which do you think he’d have chosen?” Sam smiled. “To make it more interesting, he felt it appropriate to get me promoted up to Lt. Commander, but it’s still me, the same old Samuel Grant you knew before…” Sam thought a second, then retorted “Would it help if I drew a phaser on you and got into a fist fight or the other option is picking you up off a hanger deck, or this…” Sam smile held.

“Now, don’t worry about them, they work for me and Jim, they’ve also learned not to cross us. I’ve had my share of trouble makers in the last couple months, but they were transferred out of here.” Sam readjusted himself, as his knee was starting to bother him “You know what happened before, please don’t think of yourself as a prisoner or an intruder, we’d like not to, but understand that it is procedure for us. And you’re acting very much the opposite of the way you did last time we met, wha…what’s the matter?” Sam looked at her “What’s wrong, I always appreciate the visit of an old friend, but you’ll have to help me out here…”