: Posted by Civilian Aaron Cross (Shady Character) in Captains Table Pub
: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Talia O'Shea (Chief Science Officer) in Captains Table Pub
: : : Posted by Mar. Captain Joshua Thompson (Marine) in Captains Table Pub
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: : : : "Oh, I be returnin'. I'm the Chief Science Officer. Was here before, but left to go on maternity leave," Talia explained, eyeing the man to gauge his reaction and whether he suddenly didn't want to be around a 'mom'.
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: : : : : : : : Micheal placed the ale down infront of the woman, "That'll be 3 credits ma'am." he said in his soft sccotish accent.
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: : : : "Sure thing," O'Shea said with a nod, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a few credits. She slid three over, knowing she'd leave a tip a little later before she left. She took a good sip of the ale and nodded appreciatively. "This be fine, thanks for the tip," she told Joshua.
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: : : "How many kids you got?" Josh asked Talia as his eyes lit up. "I have three myself. A boy and two girls, ranging in ages from 11 to 3."
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: : Talia smiled at Joshua, her green eyes sparkling. Somehow she didn't expect that. "Twin girls, 17 months. It be a little busy in me home most days," she said with a laugh.
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: : : : : : : : : A few minutes later the sandy blonde retired marine walked through the door, his eyes scanned the occupants with the depth of detail that said that he been to see the elephant, and come back again. His step was sure and quiet, he walked with his head held high, and with a surety that said he knew how to handle himself. His hair was not quite marine crew but it was short only long enough to reveal its sandy blonde coloring, his face was clean shaven. His eyes settled on the bar keep after a long look at the lovely red head.
: : : : : : : : Micheal on the other hand had let his hair and beard grow, though not much beyond a slight stuble and a gauge 3....
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: : : : : : : : : "Scotch on the Rocks, the real thing if you have it, Synth if you do not" His voice carried a hard to place accent that was mostly suppressed after years and years.
: : : : : : : : Micheal took a short tumbler and dropped two ice cubes in it, they made a slight clinking as they impacted. He pushed the optic up and said, "Sounds like a service accent you have there..." he said as he turned around and placed the drink on the bar. "....that'll be 2 and a half credits."
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: : : : : : : : : Once he had his drink he returned his gaze to the other marine in the room, they had met once before when he had taken a long look at Harper Winterhawk at the Fire and Ice. He had judged the man's skill and reaction as he bumped the table, then noisely forced himself to vomit just out sight. He did not like working against fellow marines but a job was a job.
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: : : : : : : : : Aaron Cross - Civilian MstGunnerySgt Retired.
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: : : : : : : : Micheal eyed the man, then the vomit, then the man. "You sure as hell better clean that up sonny jim..." he said in a well used chiding tone.
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: : : : : : : : - Cpt Micheal MacNeil, Rtd
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: : : : : : OOC: Sorry should have made that clearer, was refering to an earlier instance, not currently, Aaron is not currently vomiting, that was at the Fire and Ice. Sorry about that.
: : : : : OOC: Cool!
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: : : : : : IC: Aaron grunted, and nodded, "Had my time in the saddle, yes," Aaron looked the man over, looked at the memorablia, "Sir, Nice place you got here," Aaron slid the credits across the bar leaving a small but decent tip with it. He then reached for the glass and took a small sip, with a smile. Mostly to himself, and only barely audible, "too many of the good years in the saddle", then tossed back the drink, tapping the rim indicating he would take a refill, already settling teh credits next to the glass
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: : : : : : Aaron Cross - Civilian MstGunnerySgt Retired
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: : : : : Micheal smirked, then poured the man another drink. "Not long out of the service myself, though judging by your drinking style your a booty or a clanky." he said.
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: : : "I think I know you, pal." Josh said with a smile at Cross. "Last week or so at the opening of the Fire and Ice Lounge. You had a bit of fun that night as I recall."
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: Aaron looked over at Joshua, and shrugged his shoulders, "What buisness is of yours if I have a good time?"
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: : : : : Micheal then reached under the bar and picked up an ancient looking gas lamp, he hung it from a hook above the bar. "Well CAPTAIN Thompson, there's an unwritten rule in my pub. Captains drink for free...." he said with a smile , most people who knew Mack knew that smile to be an ill omen.
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: : : : : "....However you need to tell a story to the bar..." he said pouring the man another ale and placing it down in front of the Marine. "Up for it?" he said throwing the proverbial gauntlet down.
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: : : : : - Micheal MacNeil, Pub Landlord.
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: : : : "Oh, this be good an' somethin' I 'ave to hear," Talia said with a grin, before drinking more of her ale.
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: : : : Talia O'Shea, CSO
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: : : Josh considered the deal. All of his favorite stories involved his kids but that would bore the crap out of them. Then there were the stories he had tried to forget. He had been stationed at a starbase for most of his career, up until now and at the very beginning of his service. His first assignment was to assist with a war going on with a planet being considered for entry into the Federation. They had been in the middle of the approval process when the leader of the planet was assasinated and a coup deployed. Instead, a dictator took over and the common people pleaded with the Federation for assistance. When the Marines arrived, there was death all over. Kids, women, the old and the sick. Impaled, burned, quartered, decapitated, and phaser shot. It had scared Josh for life and he had never mentioned the mission to Casey.
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: : : He doubted they wanted to hear that tale either, so he would have to keep it on the lighter side. They were, after all, out in the pub to have a good time, not to be reminded of dark things. "When I was stationed on the Starbase, I was in charge of the weapons stock and such. Well we got a new security Chief who thought he was the greatest thing that ever happened to Star Fleet. He was an older fellow and bragged about his heroics in the Dominion War. It never made sense to any of us why he would still be a lieutenant after 25 years in Star Fleet, especially if he went above and beyond the call of duty during the War."
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: : : "Well one day, one of the new Marines fresh from boot camp and eager to be one of us, brought along an old war artifact that had been in her family for generations. It was a hand Grenade from War World Two, and she passed it around to show the group of us lounging around in Cargo Bay 2. Well the COS decided to make a visit and saw the Grenade and belittled us for our fascination with the grenade. He claimed he deftly avoided many a weapon during the war including land mines, etc. He was bragging so much and belittling my new Marine that I decided to play a trick. While he was distracted with telling braggart tales, I had one of my crew help me to design and replicate a fake version of the hand grenade. We then carefully hid the real thing so he wouldn't spot it during our trick."
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: : : "Once that was done, I had my Marine silently pass on the message to all the other crew so that they wouldn't be alarmed by my plan. A minute or so later, I whistled to the COs and said, 'Hey Lt. Ash, ever see someone do this?' and I started to toss the fake grenade around carelessly, and tried to juggle it with two hand phasers. I missed catching the grenade on purpose and as it was the landing to hit the ground, the COS screamed this high pitched scream," Josh demonstrated by screaming like a dying cow, "and headed for the Cargo Bay doors lickety split...until he tripped on his own feet andbroke his nose in the fall. I Suppose we should have helped him but we were all too busy laughing our butts off at him. He never over inflated his stories after that, and we actually became good friends afterwards."
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: : : M. Capt Thompson
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: : Talia slapped the bar counter and broke out into wild laughter that was delighted and infectious. "Oh! Poor lad, but sometimes these things need to happen. I've seen many an overinflated ego in the Fleet, no matter yer position." She sipped more of her ale feeling relaxed and happy to be out. She tried not to feel guilty for not being at home with the girls but brushed that crazy thought away. She deserved this!
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: : Talia O'Shea, CSO
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: Aaron, did not laugh he did not find it amusing, but rather a commonality amongst officers everywhere. But then again not many people told stories of their own failings, or their own misfortunes why should he expect anything different this time. He did however grunt and take a sip of his drink at his own pendantic musings, and lack of humor to be found. No doubt he would have found it funny had an enlisted man done such a thing to an officer.
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: Aaron Cross -Civillian

The red-haired woman eyed the rather sullen man curiously but didn't say anything. He certainly seemed to have a chip on his shoulder and it didn't seem likely to disappear any time soon. Oh well. She hadn't had a good time in… ages! She needed this, to be able to relax without worrying about whether or not the twins needed her. Bit just that though made her wonder how they were doing and she suddenly felt guilty for being away from them. *No, she told herself sternly. Not tonight, no guilt!*

"Well, when I be on Cestus III after the Acad'my, we had a rather unfortunate incident involving an eager Ensign and her rather overbearing supervisor that resulted in a wee explosion in a lab. I swear I checked everything a dozen times, but let's just say I must 'ave missed somethin' as me poor boss got a wee bit singed an' so did I. I swear they still be tellin' that story over there," she said with a good natured laugh. Her and her CSO sort of bonded over it a bit though, so it had been a rather fortuitous accident.

Talia O'Shea, CSO