Celtic Corner - Have a drink, or a snack!

[Julia Rellek]

"I am wonderful." **She flashed a smile from ear to ear.** "I hope you can say the same?"

[Ayala Mirez]

*Ayala sneaks up behind Jarron and scares him*

"Hey you! Do you plan on sleeping on this uncomfortable table all night?"

[Jarron]

*Jarron, still sitting besides the woman, sees that the two new customers are helped by one of his bartenders. He turns around and quickly speaks to them both*

"Those are on the house! I'm celebrating my return http://www.expansionfleet.com/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>"

[Balkazar]

"Oh, cmon Eastwood, we have a big day tomorrow, lets get you to bed.  That goes for the rest of the marines.  Move."

*Balkazar took Eastwood to a spare crew quarters for the night and Balkazar stayed the night as well.  6 hours later they both wake up and head for the conference meeting*

[Dominic Hobson]

Hobson sat a bit straighter as the Admiral came to him. He set the glass of Scotch on the table, and cleared his throat.
"Admiral, good evening...how goes the rest of the station?"

[Apodae Swift]

"In part I suppose." Swift said, he had never really thought it through. "I think it's more about the exploration. Sure blowing things up is fun, but venturing forth in to the unknown, exploring new planets, making links with long lost civilizations, experience cliche situations. I'm not a scientist, I can't speak languages, I don't know a thing about medicine, I can't really council people, and operations is boring. That only leaves piloting and tactical, I'm a fair pilot but I'm a much better at fighting and tactical thinking and planning.
"My mother pretty much fed me and starfleet protocols and tactics from a young age. I fired my first phaser when I was ten, I have been training in martial arts with starfleet security officers since I was eight." Swift took a sip of his drink, he had never thought of his mother being the reason he joined. True he owed he a lot, more then anyone could imagine. It was possible he had joined just to please her, though if he had it was on some subconscious level.

[William Wallace]

"Actually Captain . I thought I might apporach you on a topic that has been worrying me for a little while now."

Looking over at Commander cook trying to attract his attention when I got it I sad to him.

"Actually it concerns you as well Commander if you don't mind."

[Alex Takio]

Takio grins

"I hope so too. Just found otu I was surpost to go on a mission but there was no notice about, well I wasn't told about it."

[John Simpson]

"He lost his brother almost 2 months ago, and his wife 4 months ago.  He still blames himself for both losses despite the fact he could do nothing.  So its not you, when my commanding officer is in this mood, when hes unable to protect himself, we do it for him instead.  Why do you think he surrounds himself with the marines?.  We are his forcefield in a way when hes not able to act himself." he said taking a draught from his glass.  "Its best to let him cool off before you try to use your feminine wile's on him.  As for the drink, I dont think thats what you want." he said turning to lock eyes with her.

[Will Karelia]

"Something tells me the admiral card won't help with Vorak," he said with a defeated laugh. "But I've got a lot of brownie points, so I'm fairly confident all he'll do is 'express his utter disappointment'."

Will noticed the holo-waiter making his way over. "I hope, anyway," he said with a chuckle.

[Jarron]

*Jarron was standing behind the bar with his mouth wide open*

"What was that? Is the apocalypse beginning? Gheez......!"

*Jarron walks to the front of the counter and cleans up the snacks. He then also cleans the bar and after all these cleaning duties, he takes a glass of whiskey and heads to one of the large windows in Celtic Corner. He sits down in a comfortable chair and watches the stars. It then doesn't take long before Jarron closes his eyes and falls a sleep.*

[FredLurado]

He smiles and takes the drink.
"Thank You! A wonderful establishment you have here. Nothing beats a good cold drink. This place has a good name to it as well, famous".

[Clyde Eastwood]

"i serious cant remember any sir, but if he have then we must of beaten them and if we need to we can beat them again, thats the way im thinking sir"

*Eastwood ordered another round for him and his fellow marines and startin singing*

[Hal 2000]

Hal cursed loudly and left the room at max speed.

He was back soon after, but arrived with heavy metal footsteps crashing down the hall: He'd upgraded to the 9000 series system.  His heavy polished chrome gleamed and he looked a little more impressive.  His eyes were an iridescent blue, his face odd but a little more useful.  He also had pointed ears; one of them held a com device and the other an antenna for it.  His nose was a little long.  When he spoke, his mouth did not move, but a yellow light lit up behind it.  Both hands had 5 fingers, and his right hand flipped around for an internal phaser.  Both metal boots had super powerful magnets in them.  On his back were 2 retractable pods designed for flying.  In a powerfully commanding metallic voice, he walked up to Balkazar and said, "Hello, Balkazar.  Recognize me?"

[Balkazar]

"Hmmmmm, what would be your weakness be if you had one?"