Posted May 22, 2021, 10:52 p.m. by Commander Daniel "DaVinci" Colter (Chief Intelligence Officer/ 2nd Officer) (Terry Sullivan)
Posted by Captain Dante Knight (Commanding Officer) in The Cloaked Targs Debt Club - Open to all
OOC Note: A while ago the Saracen had it’s Ten Forward lounge remodeled during the ships ‘10 year refit’ by a hugely talented writer and friend that most of you will remember, Jeremy DeSpain. Sadly Jeremy passed away shortly afterwards and in his memory I kept the post and the refit in play as a permanent adjustment to the Saracen. The post is accessible on our MOTD but I am going to place it here if you wish to read up on the changes, Jeremy really did do a fantastic job and made our Ten Forward something we can really use in a myriad of ways. Please feel free to use it in your own threads.https://www.star-fleet.com/core/stf5/saracen/notes/8007/ (Note, the Character of Anaeawd Llwewlyn larnuuocon is not available as an NE as he was one of Jeremy’s Chars, but I do consider him always present in Ten Forward)
IC:
Stepping through the doors to Ten Forward Dante paused and looked around. Spiral Staircases to either side led up and down while Ten Forwards dark maroon carpet and Vulcan Hinjo wood wall panels made the spacious room welcoming and comfortable where it could have felt empty. The bar on the left and viewport to the right, billiard tables and dart boards, small stage in use by a holographic band playing quiet atmosphere music made him smile. The Saracen may have been a Battlecruiser, but the remodelled lounge was something that made her a home.
Smiling to the bartender, Lews, behind the bar he walked to one of the spiral staircases beside him and glanced up as he did so. The balcony area was quiet and secluded, full of couches and bookcases and fantastic for spending some quiet time after hours but tonight, that wasn’t his destination. Instead he descended to the Saracen’s holosuites connected to Ten Forward and walked through Holodeck One into the Cloaked Targs Debt, the Saracen’s very own nightclub.
Navigating past a number of tables where patrons sat, many of them crew members and others holographic in nature he walked to the bar on the side of the room through the blue-grey smoke of the dimly lit room. Noticeable in this club was that every ‘staff member’ was Orion, male or female and that all of them were smartly dressed, if not slightly skimpily as was the norm with Orion and nightclubs both.
“Whiskey, Captain?” The Orion man behind the bar asked him as he reached it and slid onto a bar stool. “Not tonight, let’s do Grappa,” Dante replied, smiling in thanks as the small glass was placed in front of him filled with the dangerously potent amber coloured liquid. Moving his eyes to the stage, brightly lit in comparison to the rest of the club the smile remained. The club had a wide variety of music available, and tonight was a rare sight. A human man in a very old fashioned cut of dapper black suit stood at a microphone singing very old songs from Earth, while a stunningly beautiful woman with loose flowing black hair sat on a stool somewhat behind him adding her voice to his at times that suited the song. Wearing a long red dress with a dangerous cut in the thigh that showed a shapely leg, the woman drew attention although was still just a hologram.
Dante sipped at his drink and recognized the song, Beyond The Sea, a late 1950’s song from a singer called Bobby Darin. A few people danced together to the tune as the human sang, and Dante leaned back on the bar and closed his eyes for a moment, letting the strong liquid burn it’s way down his throat as he listened.
Captain Knight, CO
DaVinci placed an empty beer bottle on the bar and indicated to Lews, he’d like another. Seeing Dante leaning back against the bar. “Seriously, Captain? Bobby Darin? I never figured you for a Booby Darin type. I was born during the height of his popularity in the mid-60’s. 1960’s, that is. I have to adnit, my mom loved him, though.”
Lews returned with a bottle labeled Miller High Life. He nodded and took a drink, letting the taste of the liquid take him back in time.
Colter (CIO)
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