Posted by Lieutenant Commander Akirel Ros (Chief Engineer) in The Parthenon (Lounge/Bar)

Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in The Parthenon (Lounge/Bar)
It was sometime somewhere between dusk and dawn, between shifts, Marishka could always tell when it was between shifts. She was perched on a catwalk above the bar actually doing some cleaning. It was therapeutic on a way for her but, also, a great vantage point.

• Marishka

That time of night was Ros’ favourite to take a visit to the local bar, tavern or lounge of wherever it was that he had been over the last few years. Late enough that the rush was over but not so late it would be an empty wasteland of space. With enough time to return to his quarters and shower after the first shift of his new career on the Athena, he had decided a visit to the lounge he had heard so much about and taking his first meal amongst the crew he was to work with would be an interesting nightcap to his first day on board.

As usual, off duty Ros avoided anything resembling his uniform. Instead his attire of choice was simple jeans and a grey shirt, covered with an open, short collared and well worn brown leather jacket. Stepping through the doors to what he had been told was called the Parthenon, he paused a few steps in and looked around to get his bearings.

Dark green but intense eyes scanned the room and passed over people and tables before coming to rest on the bar, the earring in his right hear swaying slightly as his head moved, catching small glints of light in the multi-faceted surfaces of metal. It didn’t take long but the pause was there before the Bajoran stepped forward once more and made his way to the bar itself, looking along the surface as he took a seat on a stool and leaned casually forwards, elbows on the bench top and one hand covering the other as he looked at the bottles arranged behind it.

Lt Cmdr Akirel, CE

From her vantage point, Marishka had seen the new CE enter. She knew that Ted was on a break and decided to greet this one herself.

Shifting positions on the catwalk above, she seemed to appear behind the bar.

“Hello. You much be our new Chief. Welcome to the Parthenon. Which one of these bottles can I tempt you with?” she asked pleasantly.

• Marishka