The following announcement appeared on all terminals…

=^=Ladies and gentlemen of the Wolverine, it’s been far far too long since I’ve thrown a party. That, however, is about to change. Holodeck 3 at 1800 hours is open to all for the formal meet and greet. There has been far too many shake-ups in the crew and we need to get to know each other as a good family does. Uniforms are discouraged. Come meet your new family.

Commander Alita Claire=^=

At 1800 on the dot, Alita entered the event space for about the 100th time that day and glanced around again. She had chosen a rambling bar situation. It was large and full of many standard bar accoutrement. There was your standard long bar against one wall. It held many types of alcohol for many different federation species and could certainly drive a crowd to distraction, that was her intent for the night. There was a space set with many old style arcade type games surprisingly found on many planets throughout federation space. There were darts and even horseshoes out on a veranda. The food was definitely under control and she had it set on the other end of the event space. She had left the middle of the space basically open for dancing, mingling, or whatever anybody else decided to get up to. The music would be handled by whomever decided to throw coins in the old style jukebox she was able to replicate. She would have to talk to Uncle Kord, or did her brother have the damn jukebox? She really needed to bring that thing aboard ship. Sighing she toured the space one more time and decided it was as good as it was going to get.

• Alita