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Main Sim: Starbase 51, 51st street wine bar and grill (open to anyone)

Posted Sept. 13, 2018, 2:02 a.m. by Lieutenant Zeke Drake (Chief Medical Officer) (Mike Monte)

Posted by Gamemaster Christopher Bennett (GMT) in Main Sim: Starbase 51, 51st street wine bar and grill (open to anyone)

Posted by Ensign Cassidy Abrams (Security Officer) in Main Sim: Starbase 51, 51st street wine bar and grill (open to anyone)

Posted by Lieutenant Zeke Drake (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim: Starbase 51, 51st street wine bar and grill (open to anyone)
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Out of all the bars and restaurants on the station, and there were many, the 51st street wine bar and grill was consistently recommended. Located near the top of the station, it was one of the few public places that offered a wide view of the surrounding space.

The view was the first thing that customers noticed when they walked into the bar. The open-air space set back against large, wide windows which overlooked the sector. Divided into several separate areas by large solid walls, it never the less felt very open and inviting. The main area where customers first walked in was well light and inviting. It had a wine bar kind of feel to it. Comfortably chairs and sofas with small tables were scattered around in small groups, to create a more intimate feel. The lighting got subtly darker the closer you got to the windows to allow for better viewing. A small earth jazz band played on a raised stage in right hand corner of the room. Several waiters and waitresses of various alpha quadrant races moved about the room, serving customers. The customer populace was a well mix of various species from throughout the Alpha quadrant and more. Visitors would recognize most species, but there are a few visitors from the unexplored area around the station.
Two the right of the entrance stood a small bar. A male Tellerite and a human woman served drinks and small snack food at the bar and assisted the serving staff. The selves behind the bartenders housed a large wine and beer selection constituting of a large selection from all over the Alpha Quadrant.

Looking past the bar a Large sign against the far wall over a door read: 51st Street Grill.

-GMT

Matty stepped into the Bar and Grill and took a seat at the bar “Bacon Cheeseburger with fries and a cold andorian ale.” She ordered as she looked around the bar to see who all was present. She had heard that the Europa was arriving soon or had already arrived. She would need to find Dvorak and report for duty as soon as they did dock. She was excited and nervous about returning, her time on Bajor had been well spent, but she was ready to get back into the thick of things.

The waiter nodded as she took her order. “Any particular fries? We have a variety, including cheese, rosemary, bacon cheese are the most popular. We have a list here,” She said, pushing a few buttons on the console in front of her. A display came up on the table near Matty.

CE

A voice from behind her and just to her left asked, “Pardon me, is this seat taken? I’m so hungry that my stomach is about to revolt, and eat me!”

Lt Zeke Drake
CMO

-GMT

Zeke was going to get the same burger. But, instead, he decided to order, “I’ll take a traditional Philly cheese steak, please. With the bacon cheese fries.”

CMO

Suddenly, a clicking voice came from behind Zeke. “I too, click click, Like the bacon cheese fries, click click. Your species has click click, unique food that, click click, I am not used to, but is still, click click, very tasty. Mind if it, click click, sit here?”
An alien, about 7 and a half, but very skinny was standing behind him a few feet away. His face had 4 mandibles which, when closed formed his mouth. He had 4 sets of eyes on his brown, hairy face with small slits between his eyes which would be his nose. He had two, thin, but defined arms at what looked like a shoulder, and four more arms which were folded behind his back. His clothing was odd, he wore what looked like a bright yellow Hawaiian shirt, which was torn to make room for is extra arms and a pair of baggy blue jeans which extended down to his bare feet. He stood off a few feet from Zeke, his demeanor looked like he was trying not to scare the doctor.

-GMT

“Also, a pitcher of iced Altarian water, if you would, please,” Zeke added, as he had forgot to order a drink.

The young waitress nodded then turned to the alien.

“Of course, you may sit here,” he said as he turned to the alien.

CMO

The alien approached apprehensively. “Thank, click click, you. My appearance has alarmed several of your species before, click click.” He sat down on a stool next to the doctor.

“Your usual Archnie?” the waitress asked smiling.

Archnie nodded, “Thank you Betsy, Click click.” Archnie then turned to Zeke.

“You look like, click click, you are new here.” he observed.

-GMT

“My ship’s recently arrived,” Zeke admitted. “We’re due for some shore leave. Say, are you a Pandronian?”

Archnie shook his ant like head. “No, click click. My species comes from well beyond your federation space. I am currently applying to your federation for protection. Your Admiral has kindly, click click, consented approval.

Zeke replied, “Ah. I didn’t think that I recognized your race. I’m the CMO of the Europa. One of my specialties is xenobiology. I’ve seen several alien races as patients.”

CMO

Moving through the starbase, Cassidy had a weird moment where she had to double-check Vora wasn’t with her. The last time they had been on Black Rock (which seemed a lifetime ago), Vora has been detained, released and then abducted. So she couldn’t quite help the slightly anxious feeling she had as she moved through the merchant area. Still, she was dressed nicely in off-duty clothes and had made the decision to enjoy some downtime.

But then she came across a place and noticed some of her crew mates there, so she decided to pop in. Abrams did a double-take and smiled. Though she didn’t know the woman personally, she recognized their old Chief Engineer and made a beeline for the bar. “Hey, Commander Sullivan, nice to see you again. What brings you out to Black Rock?”

Ensign Abrams, Security

-GMT


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