Second Chance Saloon

(a voice is heard form Bastillas com badge)

Sun: Sir ...... if you free Commander Allan has got us cleared to launch and do as test on the new system's,......... where not expecting a fight but he asked for all bridge officers.

Bastiila: on my way, by the way where we going?

Sun: ........................... um he did not say but it most be close by, id guess the bad lands

(Bastilla make a strange glance to the badlands from the salons windows)
Bastilla: if that true you might really need me, on my way. Bastilla out.

Bastilla: sorry I gues I can't help after all

(and she walks for the door)

Jonjah shrugs as Bastilla is called away suddenly. "Thanks anyway." She proceeds to pick up the broken pieces of glass and then goes and dishes herself a piece of apple pie and pours herself another cup of coffee. She sits down at one of the barstools and the sound of baby murmer comes over the baby monitor on her hip. "Well, guess that's my call." Jonjah leaves her half eaten pie and hurries upstairs to check on the twins and Vahlda.

Jonjah wrote:Jonjah shrugs as Bastilla is called away suddenly. "Thanks anyway." She proceeds to pick up the broken pieces of glass and then goes and dishes herself a piece of apple pie and pours herself another cup of coffee. She sits down at one of the barstools and the sound of baby murmer comes over the baby monitor on her hip. "Well, guess that's my call." Jonjah leaves her half eaten pie and hurries upstairs to check on the twins and Vahlda.

*suddenly wakes up at the smell of pie*

*eyes dart around and spot it at the table*
*Stumbles over and finishes it and walks out of the bar back to his quarters.*

Jonjah returns from her living quarters and heads back to the bar to finnish her pie and coffee. As she sits down she realizes her plate is empty. Jonjah looks around the room and a makes eye contract with one of the regular patrons. He smiles awkwardly at her and shrugs then goes back to his drink. Jonjah sighs and takes her empty dishes to the kitchen area.

*walks in a takes a seat at the bar*

Synthale, please.

OOC: = out of character IC: = In character BTW.

OOC: Btw most of our main characters are off station right now so you might run to a few of our alts .lol

From around the corner of the bar a largish bear the size of two big dogs looks at Boxcar Jim couriosly.

*look at the bear then looks around*

Welp looks like it time for me to go

*slowly walks out*

The Bear snifes the air and looking couriously as Box Car Jim leavs and then the bear deasideds to duck behinde the end of the bars counter again and lises down on the floor

Jonjah comes out of the kitchen area and lovinly scratches the bear's head. "Hey there Kamikaze...what'cha doing boy?" She heads to the bar counter and starts cleaning up.

Pyriel walks down the stairs from the His and Jonjah's Quarters and heads for the counter . Hi there pretty lady may I have a coffee please?

Jonjah smiles at her husband. "Sure thing!" She places a steaming cup of coffee in front of him and leans on the counter facing him. "So what'ch up to today?"

Garfunkel walks into the Second Chance and notices JonJah and Pyriel,"Good Morning Serenity Crew!" he happily says, plopping onto one of the bar stools. A waitress comes by and he orders Klingon Rachtajino, having never had one. He turns around and puts his elbows on the counter, looking out over the bar and sighing with content.

Ensign Lona Dowenwarr walks into the saloon. She takes a seat at one of the tables, turning the chair around and crossing her arms over the back. stared at the opposite wall. A cropped curtain of purple-black hair draped around her face. She sat there for a little while, straddling the chair.

(the door opens and short Irish man walks in, a few short nod's in silence approval of the place as he looks around and then crosses to the bar, he is dress in civilian out fit relaxed loose fitting clothes and a leather jacket but at a close look 2 gold pips can bee seen on his collar. he sits at one of the bar stools and start to scan the titles of the bottles he can see)

A few moments later, six-foot-tall twelve-year-old with distinctly orange-striped yellow skin walked into the bar. He's wearing odd civilian clothing that totally doesn't fit the setting in the slightest. He looks around a bit, obviously out of place, spots Lona sitting alone and approaches her at a very excited pace.

...he however trips over something with his abnormally large bare feet...and lands flat on his face. Lona sees him making a fuss, stands up and walks over to him.

"What is it now, Hawkins?"

Garfunkel sees all the new faces walk in and cracks a smile, his drink arrives and he turns around to the bar to drink.

(The irish man turn to the waitress that just bought the drink out and asks)

Samual: hay beautiful, you got any thing that's not this shithalls crap. A real Signal-malt whiskey would hit the spot?

Hawkins blinks with large luminous eyes, rolls over, and squats at about Lona's level. "Lona, you wouldn't believe it if I told you..." Lona looks slightly annoyed at the boy, but gives him a look that bay him to continue.

(Still waiting for the waitress response or some service, his eyes are drawn to the pretty young ensign with blackish purple hair and the scene with the strange animal looking boy, he start to wonder what race he might be and lines he could use on the ensign. listening on on their conversation trying not to be noticed)

Jonjah giggles at the irish man's words and hands him a mug of whiskey. "We usually serve this fine drink in a shot glass.....but....I'm assumin you aren't one of our average customers." She winks at him and then leans on the barcounter and looks over at the young girl and very tall boy. "Odd site don't ya say?"

Samual: Now you are a lass with some fine taste!..... (he takes a big drink and then sighing with content trying to play it off as just now noticing the 2) who? o yes them interesting, what do you know about them?

Jonjah shrugs..."Not a thing. We have a lot of people come and go round here, so I'm used to seeing new faces. Just never saw anyone like that young man before." She smiles and pours the irishman some more whiskey.

Lona suddenly smiles and ruffles Hawkins' hair. "Let me get you a rootbeer and you can tell me all about what I wouldn't believe." Hawkins obliged, standing up, a bashfull smile on his face. Lona shook her head again and escorted Hawkins to the bar. Turning to Jonjah as they sit, she asks, "Can we get two rootbeers?"

Samuel: (turning to the girl now sitting at the bar on his left) hello lass, names Samuel, I was just wondering Was your father a thief? 'Cause someone stole the stars from the sky and put
them in your eyes.