Second Chance Saloon

Pyriel just sighs and gets up and heads for the bar.

Garfunkel hears all the answers and answers out loud to the general table,"Yeah, I suppose it takes more time than most of us have to offer at the moment. I just hope the situation improves soon." he says, seeing Pyriel get up and head for the bar. Garfunkel excuses himself and pushes back from the table, grabbing his J&C he takes off casually after the former Admiral. When he meets him at the bar, Garfunkel leans with one arm on the bar and says,"Sir? I hope you don't mind if I still call you sir, but you've been my admiral since I've been stationed here at Serenity, can't quite see that changing no matter the circumstance." he says, taking a small sip of the Jack. "I've not been in this Admiralty game for long, but I just wanted to know if you had any tips or tricks for me that you've learned over the years that made your job easier or better? You've got more experience under the belt than most." he says.

Pouring himself a glass of ice tea Pyreil just smiles well the first thing you need to remmember is never forget that no good deed goes unpunished . Second being an admiral mean way more paper work so you better get used to it. And third and final thing you need to know don't forget you are not a captain anymore if you have a family spend some time with them they are not going to be there forever. Takeing a swig from his tea Pyriel heads back to the table an his pile of Data Padds.

Reanna watches as Pyriel heads to the bar, followed soon after by Garfunkel. She turns her attention to Anders.

"Anyone can be a threat to the Federation, Mr. Anders but from the reports I"ve been reading, the Tzenks are only a threat because of the Undine. At least from what I've seen." She then turns her view to JarHok.

"The Federation has no more to answer for than the Klingon Empire, JarHok. So let's not even get on that subject. Neither one has been perfect in anything they've done."

She tosses a few peanuts in her mouth, following that up with drink of water from the glass before her, then scratches lightly at the surface of the table just to pass time.

Slowly taking a seat in an unspoken way make sure it was ok to join them

Anders: is that how you see aliens new aliens, as potencal threats?

(turning to pyriel) i'm sorry if i said some thing to up set you. i don't know if either you or Reana remembers but a few weeks ago i did need want to speak with a fleet leader about some thing impotent but time is not pressing. but i'm not longer sure who that would be with your change in statis. but now that i think about it i may be help full to talk to more then one of you about this.

(thinking to him self yes that might be helpful it put me form no risk to some but will show my intentions are peaceful)

Reanns quirks her mouth at Anders's response. "When you've been in my line of work, you see everything as a potential threat until proven otherwise," she states as a matter of fact. "As for being a fleet leader, I am not, but if you feel that my help can be of assistance, by all means, tell us."

She sits casually back in her chair, keeping an eye on Anders as she flicks a peanut into the air, catching it in her mouth a moment later. She chews away, a thoughtful look upon her face.

Gafunkel nods and listens to Pyriel's suggestions as they stood at the bar, and followed him back as he headed for the table. Garfunkel sits down, now pondering this new wisdom endowed onto him by the ex-Admiral. He hears a conversation going about alien races and fleet leaders..... 'Wait? Fleet Leader?' Garfunkel says, coming back to the topic at hand. He listens to Anders and says,"Well, if you need a 'Fleet Leader' as you called it, I would be more than happy to oblige." he says, now finished with his liquor.

For one of the first times in his long life he felt impatient he wanted out of this body and really want could they do to stop him if they rejected his request. He scanned the room with out looking the place hand emptied of most people and the one left where far enough way for a private conversation.

Anders: i had hoped for a more private meeting but i will waste no more of you time. (pause) in a low voice this is going to and odd request from a start fleet commander but i wish to join start fleet. (pause) be fore you ask Commander Anders then lt Anders is dead but not by my hand, A nassasinein Viper a very posinus snake bite him over 10 years ago and i have taken his place for all of that time i have prepared a full report i will drop off later. These past 10 year been exploring studying and found for the most part your people to be kind, understanding and open, though their a some exceptions and i wish to drop the masquerade and join as my self.

He stopped waiting for what he had said to sink in and watching their response

With Mr. Anders odd explanation, Reanna perks up slightly, her gaze focusing steadily, inquisitively upon Mr. Anders.

"Well, I think we can hear you out before any thoughts or actions are taken," she says, giving quick, cursory glances to the others, "I myself am rather curious after dropping that tidbit of info on us, Mr. Anders."

Garfunkel nods in concurrence, then leans in toward the middle of the table and whispers,"And I'm not a Commander...." he says, tapping his pips and smiling. "And yes, we can sure talk about this elsewhere. Heck, if you want, we could go have a chat right now if you're opposed to speaking here..." he says, leaning back in his chair a little.

Alein: That might be wise; though i hope at i will be welcome around here out of this form in the future their is no need to cause a scene where would you subject?

Seeing that Garfunkel was dealing with Anders and Pyriel appeared buried under a pile of catch up work, Reanna rises from her seat. Having her own things to do, she excuses herself and exits the bar.

the alien is serpized by reana exit she just express curiossity ony moments before the paraniod thought of some of the others came to his mine she going to tell the other they not to be trusted remeber the arositys their kind committed, but they had been shown not all where like that and he had watch them for 10 years and trusted most of them.

OOC: Wait, is the alien Anders, or is he someone completely different? I thinkk I lost track somewhere...

OOC: the alien was hiding as Anders, but now that you know that I'm not calling him that any more. and don't want o give away what he is till some one finds out in game

OOC: Ahhh okies... I assume he shape-shifted....

IC: Garfunkel watches the spectacle of Anders to Alien in amazement,"Wow, that was kinda unexpected." "Ummm, yeah, we can go talk privately now if you'd like." he says, still stuck on the quick change.

OOC: i'm sorry for the confusion, he still look like the valcan commander Anders but he just told you that that person is dead and has been for some time and he really dose not have a name and i did not want to say what he really is until you see it. so while he still looked the same I was just calling him the alien. i would go with what you siad but the bar still has some people init and he would not revile his true form to every one until things has been discussed more

IC: unsure why the human repeated him self or did not understand what he said.
Alein that looks like Commander Anders: Yes that would be wise, they might not understand and until the leadership fully dose it would be best to keep this hidden still, where would you like to go?

Pyriel totally engrossed in his work finally looks up and sees the change the is happening to Anders in front of him ,what the hell? Pyriel looks over to Funkel for a answer , uh care to explain?

OOC: LOL!!!! Okay, so Anders didn't transform or anything, he's just being addressed as "Alien" now. Gotcha. Well, I guess we'll assume he did a really quick little "Reveal" of his true form kinda thing, where he switched right back, if that works?

IC: Garfunkel looks to Pyriel,"He's apparently an Alien in disguise, and he says he needs some help." he says, looking to Anders,"Alright, my quarters, meet me there in fifteen." he says, getting up. He looks to Pyriel before leaving,"Uhh, consider this confidential until I get this sorted out. Don't want anyone sticking there nose(s) where they don't belong." he says, finding it strange to be giving his ex-superior orders. Garfunkel exits the Second Chance.

OOC: I'll post a link to my quarter's here in a sec.

>>https://serenitystation.forumotion.com/on-station-rp-f17/funkel-s-quarters-t1887.htm#35006

OOC: since you both assuming he changed all add some thing about it here, i was not thinking he would do it here like this

IC: Before: Anders as the valcan sticks on of this arms into the middle of the table where it would not be very visable to any one but at the table his arme mealts into an amber or Golden liquid the seems to be alive, it re forms into a what look like a python with no tail it simple murgens back into the Vulcan arm. then re forms to normal.

Changling/ Anders: You are a very focus worker it seems, i was just telling the other what i was hoping to speak to you about before your vacation. you see Comanders Anders passed away over 10 years ago and iv been here in his place. I reveal myself now in the hopes joining star fleet, i have much to offer and hope to biuld a bridge between our kind. with this the changing still looking like Anders stands and prepares to follow

The changeling still in valcan form leaves the bar following.

In the middle of it all, a materialization begins. As it dies down, Guile stands there with his arms folded across his chest. He raises his left eyebrow, letting the implant that is his left eye adjust to the new lighting.

"Whyyyyyyyyyy.... hallo thar."

OCC: is this him coming back from Q land? i never saw you do any thing more with that

OOC: still thinking about it. did this one go to being in story?

OOC: the bit with my new char has continue in a different thread, that come to a pasue untill i being him back to the the station from DS9 or write some stuff for him their. i still RP here like it in time for the other RP's but not every one dose sadly the USS sernity thread has died agin iv been waiting for some one to post and for us to re work the plan and get it going agin but it feels stuck and like one on care any more leaving 3 of my main char stuck out thier. but nothing here recently has become a big story plot yet