Blackburn Pub

[Talia Resk]

OFF: I'm back, but I won't be around much until are internet is back up. At least my order was followed, lol. http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>

[Frank Dixion]

Beer if you please. Looking around the bar for people.

[Harn_Sulu]

*Having nearly finished with his work, Harn decides to take a break.*
Computor, Glass of Water, Sulu preferance 3, Bar station 4.
*a glass of ice-water appears at the bar in front of the stool next to him. He takes a swallow*
Oh, I forgot to tell you, Arlynia, I added a program into the replicaters, they can now transport the items to the tabe or bar of your choice. Feel free to rearrange the funiture, there's a small signal-generator in each table, so no matter where Table One is, the order will always go to the right place. there's a table map behind the bar, if you want to take a look, and the bar stations are labled on the inside of the bar, for now.

[Harn_Sulu]

Actually, I haven't been here relatively long, but mainly here... slow. Before they canged the name of the place, it seemed to be busier, but wether the slow-down had anything to do with that, I don't know.

*puts down one tool and resumes working with another*

[Harn_Sulu]

*walks over to the table*
Hello, I am Harn Sulu, the cook for this establishment, is there anything I can do for you?

[Harn_Sulu]

*Looks up from his work*
Right away!
*Fetches a mug and fills it with beer, then presents it to Sutter*
Here you go!

[Deacon Law]

**Dr Law asks the bartender**
"Do you have any Nubian Sabre Ale?"
"No, OK then, I'll have a local ale of some sorts then..."

[Jeremy Sullivan]

OFF: Visit the new Starphoenix Fine Dining thread.. Its the new "restaurant" where as this is a pub that place will offer more complete meals etc.  a party is planned so show up there for a bit http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/wink.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=';)'>

[Zeon Lyn Voya]

Voya answers with a slight smile, "Except for the occasional wild party thrown after a successful mission and a few flaws in security systems, everything seems to be quite normal and in order. I've realized why I enjoy this place, it's so sterile. The lemony-freshness does wonders for my sinuses..." She smiles to Bostic as he returns.

(Edited by Zeon Lyn Voya at 5:24 pm on Jan. 30, 2004)

[John Bostic]

*Bostic smiles and looks around the table before turning back to Svensson.*

"Like I said Mr.Svenssson all station security systems are off limits to everyone , including starfleet officers without my permission.Tell me Svensson why the new interest in the stations defences."

[Zeon Lyn Voya]

"I understand your concern, *chuckles* but I don't think it'll come to shooting. I was sent to this planet to investigate the defense systems of the planet. With my position, I was not able to access what I needed. I was about to abandon my mission then Svensson popped the question about the defenses, I encouraged him to get what information he could so that I would complete my mission entirely, but it seems to only have risen their suspicion of us. Yes, tell your captain that you'll be leaving shortly and to stop questioning the defenses, it makes the personnel here uneasy and it jeopardizes your operation...."
Sighing she looks down at the sandy shells in her hands and smiles warmly, "You're right, I had a collection a long time ago, as a child. *handing him one* My people believed that sea shells brought courage, strength, and good fortune to those who kept them close...please, keep it."

(Edited by Zeon Lyn Voya at 8:44 pm on Feb. 8, 2004)

(Edited by Zeon Lyn Voya at 8:11 pm on Mar. 8, 2004)

[Alexei Chekov]

*nods to Admiral Sullivan and Chief Bostic*

Gentlemen, it has been a pleasure meeting you. Now, if you excuse me, I will oversee the last shipments to the Phoenix on the cargo bay.

Captain Svensson, I'll be waiting for you there. I believe we will be ready to leave by the time you have finished all the apropriate protocol here.

Miss Voya, it was a pleasure seeing you again. I hope we can meet again soon... *smiles and, as he walks towards the door he takes the shell of his pocket, looks at it, puts it back on the pocket and leaves towards the cargo bay*

OFF: I'll be at the ops thread...

[Peter Svensson]

OFF: dont rescue me lol. The plan is that eventually i will make a deal with admiral Sullivan :P

[Richard Halfdale]

(OFF: You should just equip the tables with smal replicator pads...)

[Talia Resk]

"I see."

Talia takes another drink.

"So how's life here?"