Celtic Corner - Have a drink, or a snack!

[Tara Lollock]

Well lieutenant, i still believe that you are young and naive. You still need more dicipline. However, after your exemplary display during battle i would hace to definately give your request some serious consideration. Let me ask you something. Tactical and Security are the primary positions on a Defiant class vessel; do you believe you are ready to lead the largest department on that ship? At times there could be as many as twenty to 30 people under your direct supervision. Only you know the answer. Could you lead them?

[Mathew Moriarty]

OOC: Not what I mean Ms Lollock. I meant that it was my longest post, because that it was by a long way.

[T'lana]

T'lana thought for a moment and then answered.

"Well the only restaurants of the station are this one and a Klingon restaurant. So I would suggest the Rivendell, at 20 hundred hours, is this acceptable?'

[Vorak]

*Vorak looks up at Jarron.*
"Ah, very well. We are looking for a man named Enoch. He is the owner of Camelot Medieval Store on this station, and is known to often reside in this bar. We cannot seem to find him however, do you have any information regarding his whereabouts or latest activities?"

[Ayala Mirez]

*smiles at Mike*

"Jarron here seems to think that I'm a lightweight with alcohol!...I'm good, and how have you been?"

[Martin]

Okay Enoch, your the boss.

Martin gets up and leaves a tip for the bar keep for the good meal and service/

Lead the way, I still am getting use to this station.

[trian]

i am ensign trian and the cats a captin?

[dicen]

hmmmmmm i relly dont know it just is something i relly wanted to do it been in my family for a while so relly its in my blood:p

[Alexia]

<Looking at her son, and watched Cook looking on, she merely smiles in his direct and goes back to tending to Akia>

"So Rylaan, when do you expect the Evolution to return to the Station?"

"I think we should keep an eye on that one over there.  I visited him a few months back, his mind was totally unguarded, tho hes been doing quite well for himself.  Hes learned to keep his thoughts more protected." she said whispering to Brish.

"Akia!, your supposed to eat the food, not throw it at people." she told her son, then apologizes to the ensign that was hit by the flying food.

[ALF]

"I do have one thing in mind.  What do you know about this replication technology of yours? I seen many marines and starfleet officers use it?" ALF asked questioningly.

[Weasly Cook]

Commander Cook's eyes were wide. "You... the Captain..." He looked at him. "You have got to teach me that trick. The captain never comes when called." He was amazed at all of this.

He laughed again. "IT is so good to see you again... who knows, one day... we might be equals in the rank field..." he laughed at that... "But by then you most likely will be having an admiralty or something." He looked forlone suddenly. "A year on an M-Class planet... I am glad both of you are back here safe and sound. So... you think you can fix up that Delta Flyer again? or is it grounded?"

Captain Smith meowed loudly as if making a comment to Jake... which he was, but it was nothing anyone could figure out. Cook smiled quietly. "I concure, Smith missed Jake a lot... I think they both know that they are our moral support out here or something... and as such, it would be unwise to fight one another or something like that... or they just grew up with cats and dogs and so don't mind the other."

[Apodae Swift]

"Yes ma'am I believe I can." Swift answered Lollock honestly, there was nothing to be gained by lying and saying he could if he couldn't. That would only set his career back even further. "My training started when I was two years old. I have lived and breathed starfleet all my life. I can do this."

[Morgan Freeman]

"As you wish my dear friend.  So, how long are you on leave?  Is captain Taurik still in command of the Rivendell?  Perhaps you would like to have dinner with me later this evening?"  Blurting out all the questions he could think of Morgan sat back and waited for the responses.

[Jarron]

OFF: Sorry, we aren't used to customers these days :P.
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*Jarron hears someone screaming in the bar and quickly leaves the kitchen where he was searching fot old recipies for the dinner that evening*

"I'm so sorry gentlemen and Miss, but it seems that my personel were too busy with discussing their own personal things, which shouldn't have happend ofcourse. But what can I do for you?"

[Mike Nickerson]

"Bring what on? Mike says, coming into the tavern. "I haven't seen you for a while, Ayala. How've you been?"