Posted by Captain John Tiberius Glen (Captain) in Fantail Lounge

Posted by Civilian Joe Milligan (Bartender) in Fantail Lounge
Joe had hurried to get aboard only to have his back throw him out of things for nearly a day. On the positive side he had gotten to get on Dr. Hunter’s nerves. He had finally gotten everything set up in the Fantail lounge. The bar top looked like some sort of translucent purple quartz. There were round tables scattered all about with easy to sit in adjustable chairs. Joe had made sure to have the light turned down by the fantail windows to make it easier on his customers to get a good view of the galaxy moving past them.

Joe swabbing away at the bar surface idly. There was a soft low music playing. He looked around and nodded his head. Proud of what he had done here. It was ready to go. He did however have to wonder what had happened to Miri. He would have thought she would have shown up by now.

Joe Milligan

Mountains of paperwork to complete, had meant that Captain Glen had not yet found time to call in at the Fantail Lounge to see how Joe had settled in, but he was very surprised that Joe hadn’t requested anything of him for the bar… he felt sure he would have asked for something… the approval to stock a problematic drink… the replacement of the worn-out bench seating… the replacement of the translucent purple quartz bar top… or even the purchase of a grand piano! However, if Joe was quite happy as things were, then that surely had to be a good thing?

Glen also hoped, that in Joe’s unofficial and secondary role as an informal ship’s counsellor, that he would see his way to also visit the Forecastle Lounge. The Fantail Lounge, located on the aft most section of Deck-6, with its minor increased creature comforts when compared to the Forecastle, had become something of a command staff and VIP lounge. It was still within the Forecastle Lounge, located in the forward most part of the saucer section on Deck-5, where the Junior Officer, Enlisted and NE ranks mostly hung out, although there was no rules to enforce such a segregation. Glen felt that the entire crew could use the services of a counsellor.

• Glen, CO

It being a mid - shift period Joe thought that he would do the one thing he hadn’t had the chance to do yet which was to visit with the captain. And of course, to take him a bit of a gag gift that he had had made up for him. He was a bit nervous when he got to the bridge. He slipped across the bridge trying his best not to be noticed but in his bright civilian clothes it was somewhat difficult. He pressed the buzzer on the CO’s ready room and waited patiently.

Joe Milligan