Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Fat Sam’s Lounge and Bar

Posted by Ensign Kavox Monsant (Science Officer) in Fat Sam’s Lounge and Bar

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Fat Sam’s Lounge and Bar
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On docking at Event Horizon, the crew of the Manhattan could go ashore for their shore leave.

There was great deal of chatter among the civilians and even some of the Starfleet officers on board the station. It seemed that Fat Sam’s Lounge, Bar and Grill was having its ‘official opening’ this evening and that anyone who was not part of the command staff or a department head on a ship was able to attend. Great food and drink, music, an open mic, and a floor show were promised at a place where it was promised that everybody would know your name.

It was on the promenade deck of Event Horizon and there was great excitement around … it was hoped that the crew of the Manhattan would join the official opening night.

-GM

With his words rolling through her mind, Faye had decided that visiting this bar/grill/social place might be one of those things that fell under the auspices of the assignment. After all, she was their data specialist and to do her job she needed to be constantly collecting data. This was of a different kind, of course, but no less valid.

Faye had swapped out her uniform for an off-the -shoulder black knit tunic that flared out and was cut asymmetrically at her hips. Her look was completed with navy and black leopard print slim trousers and tall black boots that clicked on the deck as she moved through the crowds, her body and mind on alert for anything that might be amiss. she wasn’t on duty, but had her combadge as per regulation, but Faye knew that getting her to actually relax at this, whatever this event was, was going to take a great deal of effort.
`>~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Monsant had very little reservations about being a little bit ridiculous in public. His suit looked like it wouldn’t have been out of place on a blind Ferrengi; casual enough, yes, but the colors edged a bit towards the garish side. He had initially walked in with a pair of enlisted crewman, lab technicians, but the two crewmen quickly made off on their own, leaving Monsant to his own devices. For now, those devices seemed to be enjoying a glass of synthale and a plate of noodles, as he looked over at some of the couples amongst the crew already enjoying themselves on the dance floor.
–Ens Kavox Monsant, Scientist

Bump for Russ

Thanks Linds

Karla and Durit were there, she in a simple blue dress that seemed to have a strong Bajoran influence, and he in a Cardassian dinner suit. They were on the dance floor slow dancing despite the lively and up tempo song that was being played at the moment. She seemed to be doing the leading in the dance, and he the following. The doors opened once again and the regulars all looked to the doors and “NROM” went up, as the Lurian Courier entered and took up a seat at the bar.

Curious, she approached him, from her time with Durit, she knew of the Lurian Morn from Deep Space 9, she knew they were talkative, but also very shy around strangers. A drink was handed to Nrom and others around him seemed to be laughing at something he said.

• Karla, Med