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Post by Captain Candela Greene on Dec 20, 2006 23:25:48 GMT -5
She takes her drink, and listens to the Commodore. As she does she takes a few sips until he was done.
Sir, I'm here for a purpose, even I know that much. As far as I'm concerned, I'm in all the way.
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Post by LtCdr E'Lita Jarani on Dec 21, 2006 17:03:37 GMT -5
E'Lita Jarani entered the festivities, her chin tilted slightly up. The young Trill had not been to many social events in years past because of her training at Starfleet Academy to obtain her Doctorate of Starfleet Medical. She approached a table and sat down, folding her hands on the table top.
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Post by Cdr Juliette Lynn James on Dec 21, 2006 17:07:18 GMT -5
Looking to the Ferengi bartender, she gave a slight smile to him. She pushed back her burgundy bangs from her forehead.
I played Dabo a couple times during subsequent visits to DS9. I found out early that gambling isn't my sport. Though, thank you for asking.
She gave him a nod and then returned to her surveillance of Oz, watching him like a cat ready to pounce on a mouse with those Romulans. If he tried to attack them, she would intervene any way she could. Even by means of telepathy.
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Post by Frankie (Frek) on Dec 21, 2006 18:18:01 GMT -5
Frankie looks back to Lt. James
Well just asking....
looks over at Oz.
You think he would like to play? Shakes his head. Forget it.. You do know that all drinks are on the house or maybe the Commodore...so drink up.
Frankie now looks at the young Trill that has enter the bar and walks over to her.
Hello...my name is Frankie...I would like to welcome you to the "Galaxy Bar and Grill" You just happen to come at the right time. All Starfleet personal get to drink on the House. So place anything you want to drink...just asked the any of my bartender and they will be more then happen to serve you.
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Post by Cdr Juliette Lynn James on Dec 21, 2006 18:27:05 GMT -5
She gave a slight laugh as she helped herself to a glass of red Spumante, vintage 2380. She sipped on it and expanded her telepathic and empathic senses around the room to keep tabs on everyone.
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Post by LtCdr E'Lita Jarani on Dec 21, 2006 18:30:04 GMT -5
A smile crossed her face and she inclined her head to Frankie, graciously.
Thank you. I shall make sure to take advantage of this offering. She said this lightly, a twinkle in her emerald green eyes.
I do look forward to coming back after this celebration is over. You run a great establishment.
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Post by ozmunde on Dec 21, 2006 18:35:15 GMT -5
:: watching the Romulans in a large group as they joke among themselves ::
::: one of the older Romulans is looking over at Oz too then leans over to his friend :: Rom #1 " well .... well ... look what we have here ... seems the Fedies let any one in to thier fleet .... even a murdering Phealon scum "
Rom #2 " I did not know there were any Phealons left except on zoos ""
:: they all laugh looking over at Oz::
:: Oz adjusts his monocle , puts on his white gloves and stands erect and stiff as a board ::
:: Oz begins to aproach the Romulans :::
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Post by Cdr Juliette Lynn James on Dec 21, 2006 18:52:36 GMT -5
Seeing Oz walk over to the Romulans, Juliette cleared her throat and gave him a stern look. Her telepathy could reach him, even if he couldn't answer back, lacking telepathy.
~Oz, I wouldn't advise doing what you're thinking of doing. It would make them more upset if you just walked away, saying nothing to them and pretending you couldn't hear them.~
She sighed after her telepathic message and bit her lip, hoping he would follow her suggestion.
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Post by Vice Admiral Maxx Gunn on Dec 21, 2006 19:03:51 GMT -5
Max sits back
Well if you don't know by now...we have a spy on this base. Or maybe a few. So this make it harder to find out things. I am sure it is a Starfleet person or persons. Because the pirate know went to hit the shipping lanes and know what ships to attack. I am sure that you may have found something so we could start to picking up the trail of these pirate. And with some luck we came find out who is doing this. Candela..I have something to ask you....if you wish not want to do this..you don't need to. It may become very dangerous. I ned you to go undercover with this..The Admiral and I think that the Orion have something to do with this some way. And since you once have tie with the Orion Syndicate. Iwant you to find a way back in I know I am asking alot but I think you are the only to do it. And if you do this Starfleet will know nothing of it. As will not the Admiral. It will be me and you lone in this. So if the they want someone blood it will be our. From this point on..the chair is breaken. We will be on are own. I will not drag the 14th and the Admiral into this. So now ...do you still want in?
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Post by Frankie (Frek) on Dec 21, 2006 19:23:18 GMT -5
looks over and see that there maybe trouble brewing. He move gets out from behind the bar and makes his way between the Romulans and the Pheolon. Frankie walking and starts to speak
Now..now gentlmen...we don't need this type talk going on. Rememeber you Romulans are guest here on the this station and I am sure that Commodore Gunn wouldn't like us all getting into a figth here...Don't you agreed.
Frankie is now looking at the Romulans...he also know there are not more Security in the bar. All he could is that Security show back up before the Pheolan start something this the Romulan.
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Dec 21, 2006 19:43:04 GMT -5
After taking care of a few things back on the Crusader...Just happen to walks into the Galaxy Bar and Grill. He heard what the Romulans have said to Lt. Von Merr. He stop and wait to see what the young Lt will do. As Teshurr watches Oz get up and head to the two....then watches the ferengi move in the try to stop the action, Teshurr now called out.
Mr. Von Merr!!!!....You will stop what you are doing and get back to that table and sit youself down.....Do you understand me???
Then turns to the Romulans
And if you gentleman don't want to finds yourself in this station briga..I would hold your tongue. For you are on a federtion station..and Mr Von Merr is a Federtion Office and a very good friend of mine. Plus my commanding office wouldn't take to kindly of me if I would let you two second rank citizen of the Beta Qurdrant to speak to one of her crew member this way. if you want trouble..please start with me.
Teshurr has not love for Romulans since his days on the New York and stand ready for what ever happen.
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Post by Cdr Juliette Lynn James on Dec 21, 2006 23:20:36 GMT -5
She shook her head and walked over behind Teshurr, careful to remain far enough back so he wouldn't think she would try to start anything with the Romulans. She kept her mouth shut. In case things got out of hand, she wanted to be there since she could help subdue whoever was involved.
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Post by LtCdr E'Lita Jarani on Dec 21, 2006 23:29:26 GMT -5
She sat four tables away from where the two Romulans, von Merr, Teshurr, Juliette, and Frankie were. She furrowed her brows at this. She didn't understand why the two Romulans and von Merr didn't simply just separate ways, despite what had been said between them already. Fighting was not productive or acceptable behavior in this situation.
A waitress came to her table to take her order. She smiled up at her as she was asked what she would like.
A Pina Colada without alcohol, thank you.
As the waitress tapped on the PADD her order and then walked off, E'Lita turned her attention back to the group in front of her.
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Post by ozmunde on Dec 22, 2006 18:01:27 GMT -5
:: Oz adjusts his monocle looking at the Romulans then over to Commander Teshurr and then back again ::
:: he visably stiffens looking over at the Lt from Security and frowns ::
well .... I see I have my orders .... SIR :: clicks his heals, nods his head and then salutes the commander ::
:: just as he is about to turn around the older Romulan sneers ::
just like a fedie .... hide behind regulations ... Phealons have no stomach for a real fight any way .... and you .... :: points his finger at Teshurr almost jabbing him in thr ribs with it ::: are not my superior officer .... I do not have to obey you ... your whipped kitty over there may have to jump when you blue skinned freaks say so ... .but not me .... and not my mates here
:: a smile crosses Oz's face ::
So .... Centurian .... you acknowlage that you do it with each other .... just as I suspected
:: pandamonia breaks out as the Romulans attack any non-Romulan in reach ::
:: the Centurian lunges at Oz tring to hit him with a bar stool ::
:: Oz strikes the Centurian two quick blows one to the side of his head and the other under his jaw .. the blows fall almost to fast for most to follow the acton ... .the Romulan Centurian drops like a lead balloon to floor ::
:: a Romulan smashes a bottle on the bar to make a dagger and attacks the young Security Lt behind Teshurr ::
:: two Romulans rush Teshurr one coming in low the other high ::
:: A fifth Romluan uses a Dabo rod to smash Frankie on the head with :::
:: the Sixth Romulan dashes into the Promenade and signals other Romulans who seem to have just been waiting to be called in ::
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Post by Captain Candela Greene on Dec 22, 2006 18:40:50 GMT -5
She pauses for 15 seconds.
Commodore....when I was asked to command the Crusader, and found out I would be in this sector, I assumed this was the reason. I spent 4 years in the syndicate, all of my own doing do to a biological need to be free. I've dealt with a number or species, and got intement with the largest smuggler of Romukan Ale, and Weapons in the quadrant.
She pauses, and takes a drink of her Teeluki. Her mood was abit somber.
The day Juraan placed me on the termination list, was devestating to me. I guess it was the slap in my face I needed to recover from the Rathuk. Nonetheless, I swore I would never go back. The I did, to help bring in his Lieutenant, Ri'Pak. With his execution, the Juraan Cartel would end....so I thought. These pirates have the ear marks of the Orions, this I am sure of. And if they are the Orion Syndicate, I would volunteer. Right now, I'm trying to get some more information from your station Bar owner. It's a stretch, but I believe he can be helpful. Just because they are Orion, doesen't necessarily mean I can just come back in. Give me some time Commodore, and I will gladly take that chance. I just need a little more information.
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