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

[gengrant]

Area for 'outside of main story' Role-Playing -

[gengrant]

Sam walked into the restaurant and sat down at the table furthest back, against a view port. While one of the best seats in the house, it was also one of the most secluded; which was its main draw. For those who didn’t know Samuel, they’d have looked at him and thought nothing of it, not knowing if he was up or down, happy or sad, in love or with deep loss. But to those that did know him, they knew something was the matter.

Sam was renown for always carrying himself upright, proud and confident when he moved, especially in front of others; but not now. He wasn’t the same man that came aboard the Terrasect 18 months ago, he wasn’t the hardy ‘Chief’ of Security that everyone had come to know, nor the Lt. Cmdr. that ran a tight ship, not even the promising Executive Officer that everyone thought he was for sure to get… And by know means did he look like a Captain of a Starship; acting CO or not. He meandered to the back table, almost hunched over, with his arms clasped behind him, a very wary face upon him.

As he sat down at the table, he stared out the window, his chin in his hands. He looked around, realizing that without effort, out of all the tables, he’d automatically picked the table that he and Ann, or rather Kate impersonating Ann, sat. It was supposed to be Ann, he’d hoped for it to be Ann, but even then he knew it was too good to be true. As he looked back into the window, his appearance caught up with him. Shortly before coming here, he’d swung by Sickbay and let the Doctor remove his surgical alterations; he felt slightly better being back to his old self. However, he didn’t feel like himself.

He’d taken a few minutes and put on a clean uniform, for however long it would last, and removed some of the soot and ash that covered him, to at least look the part. The Bar itself, surprisingly, had suffered little damage, with the exceptions of a few blown out conduits and a section of the ceiling that was exposed to the deck above, it looked normal. For a reason he wasn’t willing to admit, no matter what he did, Sam couldn’t get his choler down, he was running hot, literally, and couldn’t calm down. As he sat, with his head in his hands, his mind wandered.

As he looked back at his reflection, his view locked on the pips he displayed; he quickly grabbed all four of them with one hand, and heaved them against the wall opposite at him. He sat and wept…

[Tog]

Tog watched Sam, while he was clean some glasses up, Tog watched as Sam look at his reflection, then he quickly grabbed all four of pips with one hand, and heaved them against the wall opposite at him. and sat and wept

Tog walked over to him "Can I get you anything Sir? perhaps some warm Enyak's milk to help Relax you" he says with consern in his voice as he looks at Sam "Maybe you just like to talk?" He says

[gengrant]

Sam spoke coldly "Whiskey, non-synthaholic and quiet..." Although mean in his response, Sam just wasn't himself and habored no ill-will to Tog, aside from the fact that he's a Feringi which is always cause for concern...

He stayed where he was, even after Tog returned with the drink, his head in his hands.

[Tog]

Sam spoke coldly to him and said "Whiskey, non-synthaholic and quiet" Tog nodded and went to get his drink

When Tog returned, Sam still had his head in his hands, sitting down a glass of Scotch Whiskey and the Bottle

"Scotch Whiskey, non-synthaholic" Tog says he then walks over and picks up Sam's pips, places them on the table then returns to the Bar

[gengrant]

Sam slammed back half the drink, hard and fast, shortly after Tog had left him, the whiskey burned as it went through him. ‘It was a good pain’, he reminded himself. Sam heard the foot steps walk up to the table, or at least he thought he did; his head was so screwed up he didn’t know what he was hearing; or seeing for that matter. Thinking Tog had returned “I thought I said QUI..!” stopping himself as he saw Ann sitting across from him, or maybe it was Kate, hell if he knew, or better yet it could be nobody and he was seeing things.

He tried to look into her eyes, but his mind was too foggy to know if he was seeing her or what he wanted to see; he figured it to be the latter. Knowing that she was taking up the bulk of his mental focus, even to the point of overtaking the needs of the Terrasect and her crew, Sam couldn’t refocus on anything but her; his thoughts and fantasies, dreams and duties, wants and needs, were all fixed on thoughts of Ann. Noticing the pips had been replaced on the counter, he flicked them at the ‘figment of his imagination’ that was before him; unbeknownst to him that it was actually Ann that had sat down, he was to out of it to realize at the time.

[Tog]

Tog sees Ann enter the Bar, he can see he stomach is larger as he watches her as She walked mindlessly in the Bar then sat down at the table with Grant

He started to go see if she like anything when he saw Ann look at Grant and say “Oh! I’ll leave…”


Tog stopped to Wait for her to move to another table when he hears Grant say “I thought I said QUI..!” , then he stops in mid sentence and looks at Ann for several seconds Tog saw Grant flick his pips at Ann, Tog shook his head and went back to cleaning glasses, if Ann wants anything she'll call him

[Dr Colina MacAuley]

They both walked into the Galaxy Bar and took a seat at a near by table. When the waiter came over she order a scotch neat.

"What will ya be havin?" she asked him smiling.

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

He enters the Galaxy Bar and sits down with Colina

His tail wags his way of smiling and showing happiness as she smiles at him, "I'll have a Beer"

[Lt m'Leezz]

She entered the lounge and went to the bar ordering a glass of milk. She wondered if Grab Foot would be joining her.

[Tog]

He walks over to Colian's table
"One scotch neat for the Lady one Beer for the gentlemen" he says with a smile

He then stops by m'Leezz table "One Milk for the Lady He then goes to get their orders

[Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns]

He walked into the bar in his usual stride, but despite his bulk, he made nary a sound.

He had a PADD in hand and was looking over some reports when a familiar scent struck his nostrils. His tail spiraled as he looked up and saw M'Leezz, sitting at the bar

He walked up and placed a hand on her shoulder to let her know he was there. He put the PADD away and glanced to the bar tender "I'll have what sshe iss havvinng" indicating M'Leezz, not quite sure what she was having. With experiance, he knew it would be good

[Tog]

He stops when Grab Foot gets his attention as he says "I'll have what sshe iss havvinng"

He smiles "Of Course Sir a glass of Milk for you as well" he says then goes to get the orders

Soon he returns to Colian's table "One scotch neat and one Beer if you like anything else let me Know"

He then walks over to M'Leezz's table "Two Milks if you would like anything Else just let me know" he says then goes back behind the bar

[Dr Colina MacAuley]

"Hello you two." looking at m'Leezz and Grabfoot. "Shall we get a table or stay here Buford?"

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

He looks at Garb Foot and m'Leezz "A Table I think they may want to be alone" he says looking back to Colina