The Bar 2416-2237

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  • #6723
    Adele Mundy
    Participant

    *Adele Mundy walks in after the shift. She sees Nurse Pangloss at the bar, with a medical orderly and a couple of techs, in animated conversation.
    She chooses one of the many empty tables, glances at the menu, then takes out a tablet and starts to read.*

    #6733
    Adele Mundy
    Participant

    *looks up from the tablet as Guy approaches*
    “Awfully quiet tonight, Guy… A glass of red wine, if you please.”

    Guy:”I’ve heard a rumour some of the cadets and Thirdshift personnel are rehearsing.”

    Adele *seemingly nonchalant*: “Rehearsing what?”

    Guy:”I don’t exactly know, they’re being terribly secretive…”

    #6740
    Fish Evans
    Moderator

    *ambles into the bar with a stack of datapads nods to Lt Mundy and then catches Guys’s attention*

    Square Pig Chops with Promethean style BBQ Sauce, Wild Grain Synthetic Rice and Blue Fall Coffee please Guy.

    *Turns to Mundy*

    This may be a silly question but have you any idear why Deck 13 has been hemeticly sealed? Oh you should know I have sent you some documents about the Eagles Lifepods and Gig, they are a few generations down the line now and as our Anciliary craft Officer you should get to know them. no rush though.

    #6747
    Adele Mundy
    Participant

    *nods to Capt. Evans*
    “Deck 13? There’s no major maintenance scheduled for Deck 13…”
    *she _didn’t_ have to check the datapad before answering*

    “Thank you, sir, I’ll go over the documents as soon as I finish this.”

    #6756
    Fish Evans
    Moderator

    Huh that strange I was on my way down from station Ops and I noticed the intra station car had the stop blocked off. If nothing was scheduled something must of happend.

    *starts to tuck into some Square shaped chops slavered in BBQ sauce*

    #6760
    Adele Mundy
    Participant

    Don’t you find that stuff too sweet? The barbecue sauce, I mean.

    #6765
    Matsiyan
    Participant

    Hello, Guy, bash my brains out with a large gold brick wrapped in a slice of lemon, please.

    And I’ll have a Genuine Terran Steak. This is a celebration. The Light Cavalry are back together again and the universe holds out the possibility of Real Coffee.

    I’ll probably be over there. * he waves in the direction of Mundy and Evans and heads in their direction carfully handling the enormous, glittery, roiling concotion in both hands *

    Sir, ma’am, may I join you? I wondered if you knew why cadets might be impressed by Commander van Leigh’s breath control?

    #6767
    Adele Mundy
    Participant

    *bats eyelashes*
    Yoga?

    #6775
    Fish Evans
    Moderator

    Its a bit sweet yes but I find that it gives the rice a bit of zing.

    *looks up at Matsiyan as he approched*

    your welcome to take a seat. ohh some ones is celebrating; a bit early isnt it I mean your paper work only… uh Birthday? or just treating your self? and do you know whats going on on Deck 13?

    #6777
    John van Leigh
    Participant

    *appears out of nowhere*

    Deck 13? That’s just weird. I have some stuff on storage there and now suddenly I can’t enter. Any ideas?

    #6780
    Adele Mundy
    Participant

    *à propos of nothing*
    It’s probably a sign of human progress that we even _have_ a Deck 13 – unlike those old buildings where they used to skip straight from 12 to 14.

    Hallo Matsiyan, that’s a bit of a daring way to celebrate your recovered coffee-maker! Trust you to know Guy had the ingredients, I wouldn’t have thought there’s much demand, on Navy pay…

    #6783
    Matsiyan
    Participant

    Thank you, Captain Evans. I hope there won’t be a problem with the paperwork I submitted to claim the coffee maker from the Hunter refit. It is my property after all. The inventory sergeant didn’t seem to think it would be a problem. Sorry if it is adding to your inbox. But that is the reason for the treat. Well that and serving with old shipmates again. I was hoping they would drop by the bar so we could celebrate.

    Yes, Ma’am, Lieutenant Mundy. It is a trifle extravagant, but I am fortunate not to be entirely restricted to Navy pay at all times and I was hoping to share the largesse. If it would not be considered improper conduct towards a senior officer, might I offer you and the captain a dessert or a drink? There is no favouritism involved tonight. I am splurging.

    Deck 13? Oh yes, I did notice that bulkhead was sealed, but I wasn’t heading in that direction. Now you mention it, I did see a couple of cadets chatting very cheerfully with one of the Supply Warrant Officers, but they were trying hard not to be overheard. Isn’t the old biology lecture theatre down there? I thought it was scheduled for reworking into an extension of hydroponics. Maybe they are planning a bit of a rave before work gets underway. It would be a fairly harmless way of letting off steam.

    Commander, do you know why cadets might be impressed with your lung capacity?

    #6791
    John van Leigh
    Participant

    It might have something to do with Dauntless’ last mission. At some point we didn’t have much to do, so stuff happened. Much hilarity ensued.

    #6794
    Adele Mundy
    Participant

    *A group of cadets enters the bar, talking in loud excited voices. On seeing who is present, they fall suddenly silent, then huddle near the bar in whispered but animated conversation. They glance repeatedly towards the table where Capt. Evans is sitting with van Leigh, Mundy, and Matsiyan. Guy seems to be urging them to do something. Finally, one cadet approaches, visibly hesitant.*

    “Excuse me for interrupting, sirs, ma’am. I… we… I mean… Commander, sir, we were wondering if you’d have a look at this… as in, perhaps you wouldn’t mind taking part…”

    *Blushing beetroot red and utterly overcome, the cadet hands a datapad to Cmdr. van Leigh and flees back to his friends. Anyone who glances at the datapad will read: *

    The Very Model of a Modern Stellar Navy
    (Verse 1)
    The Union of SpaceFaring Planets will accept most aliens
    Yet oft we find it under threat from Torgoths and from Kraliens;
    The battle may be hard, but there’s no need to get hysterical,
    We’ll win without the need to gain a battle edge numerical.
    Defending peace by means of war we know is paradoxical
    And may involve deployment of some armaments quite toxical
    And yet if you read histories and other texts canonical
    You’ll find there’s wide acceptance of this attitude ironical;

    Chorus: You’ll find there’s wide acceptance of this attitude ironical,
    You’ll find there’s wide acceptance of this attitude ironical,
    You’ll find there’s wide acceptance of this attitude iron-ironical!

    Therefore if you can navigate or load torpedoes in a tube,
    If you’re a seasoned veteran or just a freshly landed n00b,
    The TSN can use you all, we are egalitarian,
    Come join us whether spacer, tech, mechanic or librarian!

    Chorus: The TSN can use you all, we are egalitarian,
    Come join us, whether spacer, tech, mechanic or librarian!

    (Verse 2)
    To put a stop to Torgoth depredations most outrageous
    We need to find a crew of élite officers courageous;
    Defeating the vast Behemoths may seem a task redoubtable,
    But we’ll show that by volleys of torpedoes they are routable!
    Thus the bipedal pachiderms will cry with voice stentoreous
    That they too lightly undertook a task that proved laborious,
    And as Communications sends its message to surrender now
    They’ll turn the coward yellow colour of a craven garbage scow!

    Chorus: They’ll turn the coward yellow colour of a craven garbage scow!
    They’ll turn the coward yellow colour of a craven garbage scow!
    They’ll turn the coward yellow colour of a craven garbage-garbage scow!

    Therefore if you can hit a ship that’s fleeing at velocity
    And fire the beams undaunted by the target’s animosity
    The TSN can use you all, we are egalitarian,
    Come join us whether marksman, medic, farmer or librarian!

    Chorus: The TSN can use you all, we are egalitarian,
    Come join us, whether marksman, medic, farmer or librarian!

    (Verse 3)
    As Science scans the frequencies and finds the heel Achillean
    Then Comms can choose the taunt most sure to work among a million:
    “That pirate ship is armed with shield-drain tech that’s most injurious,
    Its captain has no family, his temper is most furious;”
    Then if our taunts make pirate captains long for a sabbatical
    And recognise that we hold the advantage mathematical,
    Outnumbering a pirate ship is not at all unethical
    It may surrender if it fears it’s puny and pathetical;

    Chorus: It may surrender if it fears it’s puny and pathetical,
    It may surrender if it fears it’s puny and pathetical,
    It may surrender if it fears it’s puny and patheti-thetical!

    So if you fix the engines and recalibrate the mechadroids,
    If you can steer at warp four while avoiding all the asteroids,
    The TSN can use you all, we are egalitarian,
    Come join us, whether engineer, ace pilot or librarian!

    #6796
    John van Leigh
    Participant

    Guy, I’m gona need a glass of wine. Real, I can’t stand the metallic aftertaste of synthetic stuff.

    Cadet, prep that mike.

    *waits for the ready signal and sings*

    Well! That’s it.

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