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Post by Fleet Captain Brock Dantara on Nov 22, 2007 23:17:21 GMT -5
This is the social center of the ship. Great food, made fresh as well as replicated. The atmosphere is unique, modeled after an early 21st century bar. A greatplace to RP and socialize and make for good character deveopment.
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Post by oota on Jan 24, 2008 0:01:54 GMT -5
A young Nativer American female slowly walks into the bar and grill. She fixes the eagle feathers in her very long black hair. She slowly walks over to the bar trying not to get noticed or seen. She sits down slowly at the bar wondering what would be good to drink. She watches the bartender get drinks for the crew. She feels out of place. She goes to speak up, but decides against it. She takes a few deep breaths while looking at the bartender. I'd like 2 venison steaks and venison stew please. The bartender leaves to get her order. She breathes a sigh of relief. She speaks to herself. That was easy. The bartender returns with her food setting it down in front of her, the silverware is on her plate already. She starts cutting the venison steaks. She starts taking big bites.
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Post by amirah on Feb 15, 2008 14:26:34 GMT -5
A young Betazoid woman with her long silver hair pulled back in a ponytail slowly walks into the bar and grill. She slowly looks around with her blue colored eyes. She slowly walks over to the bar seeing a person she thinks she may recognize. She walks over to the Native American woman. She speaks in a quiet voice. Oota dabun or this her sister Sooleawa? She stands there waiting for an answer from the person. She looks at the bartender. A pina colada please no alcohol. She can't stand synthenol or not. She watches as the bartender takes off to get her order.
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Post by oota on Feb 15, 2008 14:28:03 GMT -5
She jumps startled in her chair not expecting anyone to sneak up on her. She almost chokes on her food as she swallows the venison steak in her mouth. She turns to look over her shoulder. She sees a familar face which seems to calm her fears some. Amirah it's me Oota dabun. My sister has returned to the tribe for a bit since she's no longer needed anywhere. The last ship she was serving on treated her like dirt so she returned home until she can find a new place to serve. How you been anyway?
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Post by amirah on Feb 15, 2008 14:30:01 GMT -5
She watches the bartender return with her drink. She smiles brightly as it's set on the counter. I'm doing good. How's the baby Lenmana? She sits down next to Oota. She picks up the glass she ordered. She drinks the pina colada pretty quickly. She winces a bit after getting a brainfreeze. She sets the drink back down on the counter. I'm sorry your sister got treated badly. I hope she returns to Starfleet.
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Post by oota on Feb 15, 2008 14:31:21 GMT -5
I'm sure she's fine as well as the tribe. I saw a sign. I got my answer from the gods that I'm sure of. She takes another bite of her venison steak. What's your position on the ship? She takes the last bite of the venison steak. She starts in on the stew.
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Post by amirah on Feb 15, 2008 14:33:03 GMT -5
I joined as the Ops officer. Same spot as usual. She sighs a bit. It's a better spot for me. I rather like it. How about you? Have you changed careers since I last saw you or doing the same old thing? She drinks a bit more of the pina colada while listening to an old friend of her's talk.
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Post by oota on Feb 15, 2008 14:34:16 GMT -5
I'm the helm officer so I guess you could say still the same old thing. I enjoy it really. She takes another bite of the stew. I feel so far away from my people though, but I'm getting the training I need to lead my people when I return. This was something I chose to do. However Lenmana still is in the dark. Since her father left us I didn't see much option. Lenmana will choose which path to take when her time comes. The Great Spirit will lead her. I don't want her dependent on technology. I keep her in the dark as much as possible though a starship is hard to do that with.
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Post by Lt. Amir Khambatti on Feb 15, 2008 16:49:15 GMT -5
::Amir had decded to stop into Ten Forward and grab a bite to eat. Being off dut he was hungry so he figured he'd eat, and go feed Spartacus and take him to the arboretum.::
::He had noticed two of the new cremembers having dinner so He decided to head over to introuce himself.::
Hello you two! I'm Lt Khambatti. Amir Khambati. I'm a versatile specialist Here on Polaris. I've been with the ship since we found her at Starbase 714. If there's anything you guys need, just let me know.
:He smiled boyishly at them.:: Mind if I join you?
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Post by amirah on Feb 15, 2008 16:54:11 GMT -5
She looks up at the officer who came over to her and Oota dabun. A pleasure to meet you. I'm Lt J.G Amirah Murasaki and I'm the new ops officer. Your more than welcome to join us. She smiles brightly up at the officer. She feels somewhat a bit crowded but it was okay since she got her medicine from the EMH.
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Post by oota on Feb 15, 2008 16:55:18 GMT -5
She keeps eating the stew still. She looks up after Amirah finnishes talking. She looks over at the person who came over to them. She pushes her dish away from her. What she said. Come join us. She quickly fixes the feathers in her hair. She starts to relax some since her arrival.
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Post by Doctor (Lt.) Regal Conner on Feb 16, 2008 0:49:08 GMT -5
Conner had gotten up in the morning and was feeling sore but alright. He then spent most of the day debating weather or not he should venture out. Finally he decided it wouldn't do any harm to go and grab something to eat. He was dressed in black pants and a dark blue silk shirt. He smiled at the water that greeted him and he looked about the place noting a few officers in the area. He chose to sit near the door and to quietly wait for his tea. This was the first time in several days he felt like remotely trying to socialize with the crew. He knew in his heart of hearts this was the right thing to try and do.
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Post by Lt. Amir Khambatti on Feb 16, 2008 15:02:00 GMT -5
She looks up at the officer who came over to her and Oota dabun. A pleasure to meet you. I'm Lt J.G Amirah Murasaki and I'm the new ops officer. Your more than welcome to join us. She smiles brightly up at the officer. She feels somewhat a bit crowded but it was okay since she got her medicine from the EMH. She keeps eating the stew still. She looks up after Amirah finnishes talking. She looks over at the person who came over to them. She pushes her dish away from her. What she said. Come join us. She quickly fixes the feathers in her hair. She starts to relax some since her arrival. Thank you, Ladies, Don't mind if I do. ::Amir sat down, Happy to have some new people to socialize with. Spartacus was good company, utaking soe ew friends on the ship he knew would raise his spirits and help keep him from thinking about Sharazza.::I'm from Delta Maxia, out near the Nastrix expanse not far from the Klingon Border. It began as a human colony, but now it's a inependent world and Federation member. Great vacation spot too.
How about you two?:He turned to see Dr Connor coming into the lounge. Waved for him to come join them as he turned his attention back the new crewmwmbers.::
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Post by amirah on Feb 17, 2008 16:47:21 GMT -5
I'm from Betazed. Not much to tell really. I've been bouncing from ship to ship. She looks over where Amir is waving. She hopes more people will join them. She thern looks back Amir. I hope this works out better than my past expierences. She picks up the pina colada starts drinking the rest down. She sets the empty glass on the table. She looks at the bartender. I'd like another one the same as before no alcohol when you get a chance.
The bartender nods while getting Amirah's order.
She keeps her attention on Amir. She's not sure what else to say. My parents were both Starfleet officers. There's really not much to tell there.
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Post by oota on Feb 17, 2008 16:49:31 GMT -5
I'm from a Native American tribe. I hunted and tracked animals. I don't need technology to surivive. I even made my own flute. The reason I am here among the stars because I lacked some skills and they weren't teaching me enough to one day guide my people. I'm here to get those skills take back what I learned to my people so the day I go back I can lead my people they way they should be with a great Indian cheif. She sighs a bit. I have a friend who was in Starfleet she suggested I join. She relays messages to my home also since we lack the technology. Her thoughts of home get her worried, but the shooting star she saw she saw in her quarters she feels is a message from the Great Spirit.
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Post by Lt. Amir Khambatti on Feb 17, 2008 17:14:15 GMT -5
You Never know, ::Amir Smiled.:: Maybe things will workout for you here. I've been through some rough times myself since I joined Starfleet. But the Polaris is special. She's unique. we're sill learning more and more about her each day. I dare say The two of you may end up with some interesting stories to tell after serving on this ship.
::He looked to see if the Dr was coming to join them.::
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Post by amirah on Feb 19, 2008 1:10:50 GMT -5
That would be exciting. She looks at Amir. Please excuse me a moment. She slowly gets up from the chair. She walks over to a window needing to stare out something not wanting to feel so enclosed around people. She sighs she almost could kick herself for not bringing her medicine with her. She was glad she didn't because of the fact she was picked on at the academy. She puts her hand on the wall making sure it's not going to go anywhere. She stares out into space watching the stars.
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Post by oota on Feb 19, 2008 1:11:54 GMT -5
Yes it would be very exciting and I look forward to the new adventures. She reaches into her back pocket where she always keeps her wooden flute. She sets the flute onto the counter. She watches Amirah for a moment hoping she's alright. She looks back at Amir, smiles at him. She isn't sure what to say really. She glances down at her wooden flute since she normally speaks through music more than through words.
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Post by Lt. Amir Khambatti on Feb 19, 2008 12:55:57 GMT -5
::He looked over, hoping that Amirah was Ok. Then turned back to look at Oota's Flute.::
I take it you play. The Captain likes knowing other members of the crew play music. He plays guitar himself. He had some kind of an old Earth style "Rock and Roll band" Back when he was at the academy. It didn't go over too well with the Commandant He would tell us.
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Post by oota on Feb 19, 2008 12:59:23 GMT -5
Yes. She looks a little lost though. Rock and Roll what is that? She looks at her flute having been only been able to play her Native tunes from it. I usually use it to tell stories or even ceremonial songs, but that's about it. It helps top put Lenmana to sleep at night too.
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