[USS Juno] 1 day down, ten years to go.

Posted on Fri Aug 3rd, 2018 @ 1:27am by Captain Harrold Anderson & Captain Xalanth & Lieutenant Avril Taylor & Lieutenant JG T'para
Edited on on Sat Dec 8th, 2018 @ 12:52pm

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Mission: [USS Shanghai] S1, E1: So it Begins
Location: Nemo's Lounge, 3rd Deck
Timeline: MD002 2000 hrs

The USS Juno was now in transit to Deep Space Nine. The crew managed to get all of the gear and personal onboard in record time. Harry was very proud of Bervag and to the rest of the crew. Everyone knew what was at stake. It would take atleast twenty four hours to travel from Earth to DS9, with quantum slipstream drive. A faster way of traveling, most ships in the fleet, still did not have this new form of transportation, despite the technology being invented 15 years ago.

Harry had changed out of his uniform. He wanted to make it clear he was approachable. He was wearing black style silk polo shirt with black slacks and of course black socks and shoes. He was standing by the area, waiting for the bartender to pull out the captain's secret stash of Saurian Brandy. He was not a big fan of it, but he managed to get a couple of cases, and this was going to be a ten year mission. Never hurt to have real alcohol on a long flight.

The door opened as Xalanth stepped through the door's. He was wearing some dark camo trousers with a matching camo t-shirt. His feet were bear reveling his scaled four-toed feet. He gave Harry a smile as he walked over to him. " Hello, captain. Thanks for the invite."

"Not a problem, Lieutenant. Where is the misses?" He asked. He assumed, she might be at home watching the little ones. Or maybe she working late, or just starting. The Juno left space dock a few days early, and most departments had to scramble to get their crew rotations in order.

" T'para will be joining us. She's still getting ready and as my own people say never interrupt a woman as she done's her armor." The reptile stated grinning happily to himself.

Bervag walked into Nemo's a little after Xalanth clad in Khaki cargo pants with a Navy button down shirt, sleeves tolled up to his elbows and tennis shoes. He smiled and waved as he approached the pair.

"Number one, I owe you a drink," he said, as he reached behind the bar, and grabbed a bottle of romulan ale. "have you ever tried the good stuff." He grinned with a smile. He only had a few bottles of Ale, but he was hopeful that he negotiate some more bottles, from the ferengi manager at Quarks on deep space nine.

"Depends on what you're asking about!" he smiled.

"Have you ever tried Romulan Ale?" Asked Harry, as he looked to Xalanth, he placed three glasses on the bar table. Harry basically made himself a makeshift bartender for the moment.

" Yeah I've tried it. Mild to the stuff my people can brew. " " Replied the reptile

"Cant say that I have." Bervag said.

"We only live once, wanna try a glass?" Harry asked. He was not going to force the first officer to drink, if he did not want too. He was sure what type of drinks Bervag was into, or his trill host?

"I'm game. I'll try anything once!" he said.

"I thought that was illegal, Captain." Suggested Avril, with a playful manner in her tone. She started to walk up to the senior staff. Sh smiled wearing black slacks with a silk blue shirt.

"Perhaps, it is, but never hurts to have a little contraband on a starship, wouldn't you agree Lieutenant?" Harry asked with a smile on his face, and pulled out a fourth glass. He started to pour the romulan ale into the glasses.

"I anm not sure about this, but what the hell," she said with a big grin. She waited for the captain to pour the glasses of romulan ale. The idea was intoxicating. Drinking an illegal contraband drink.

Harry handed out the glasses of romulan ale, the blue alcohol like substance had a sweet oder but it had a nasty kick going down. But in a good way. He had the pleasure of having this drink several times. "She has little kick, but I think you all will like it." He suggested as he raised his glass.

"Down the hatch we go," she called out as she slammed the shot down. And instant burning sensation went down her throwt, as she smacked the glass down. Coughing almost instantly. "Wow," she cried out. It burned at first, but it had a kick and a sweet taste. Her eyes watered instantly.

Harry followed suit after Avril, he had no issues taking the shot. He tried not to laugh at the rookie. "You okay Lieutenant?" Asked Harry.

Gasping to catch her breath, she coughed out. "Whoa, that was strong sir, but surprisngly sweet." She pointed out.

"Be grateful its not dragonian ale, our chief of tactical operations said this stuff is mild to what they have to the table." He suggested with a big grin.

"I'll keep that in mind, maybe I should try some synthohol." Suggested Avril, not sure if she could keep up with the guys on drinking romulan ale.

"Please tell me Lieutenant Xalanth, you do have a few bottles onboard?" He asked? Hoping down the road to be trying a sample of dragonian ale?

" Oh yes i have a few. May need a medical checkup first though. The spice we use in it has some psychedelic effects on some federation species." The lizard replied as he took the shot and downed it in one gulp. " You should have seen the state my mate was in the first time she had some." He said grinning to himself.

Harry waited for Bervag and Xalanth to slam down their shots.

Bervag downed his shot, coughing almost instantly. "Definitely strong." he said, catching his breath. "But good." he smiled.

"Doc and Dan, nice of you both to join us." Said Harry as he got out two more glasses.

"Thank you, captain, we are honored to be here." Said T'San.

"What's your poison tonight?" Asked Harry. Hoping they were not going to say water.

Dan held up his hand when T'San wanted to speak. "Red wine for my wife, I like an ale." T'San almost smiled and nodded. "Yes...thank you."

Harry was enjoying playing makeshift bartender, he smiled as he poured out their drinks. "Here you go Doc and Dan." He said as he placed the glass in front of them.

T'San and Dan took their drink and Dan looked around the crowd as T'San took a sip from her drink.

"I want to make a toast, to the best crew in the fleet, our mission is not going according to plan, but we are all here and we are ready to go, and we are adapting, thank you all for stepping up, the federation appreciates it, Starfleet appreciates it, and I appreciate it." Said Harry as he raised his glass.

"Here, here," cried out Avril with a big smile on her face. The speech was short and to the point. She was happy to be apart of the crew, she was not sure if she could handle drinking any more romulan ale, but the captain was nice enough to make her another drink. Avril now had a glass of synthohol and raised her glass up for a toast, then taking a small swig. Much better she thought.

"Dan, lunch was amazing, and dinner, wow, I deeply grateful your here, thank you." He said with a grin on his face. He noticed that T'San was a little quiet. "Penny for your thoughts, Doctor?" He asked.

"Thank you, captain, glad you enjoyed the meals, sir," said Dan.

T'San put her drink down. "Captain, although I enjoy these social gatherings, I am still vulcan."

"Right," he said as he poured another round of romulan ale and took a swig from the glass. He looked over to Xalanth, and then over to the rest of the senior staff. "To the Juno." he said as everyone raised their glass as the scene starts to fade out.

" To the Ju..." Xalanth began before a hand reached around his drink. He grinned at the familiar touch of his mate felt it's way through his fingers. Letting go of his glass he smiled as his mate slid next to him and onto his knee. " To the Juno." T'para finished as Xalanth gripped her tightly to him. She had a good feeling about this.

"To the Juno" Bervag agreed.

The crew began to mingle into the late hours, it would take a couple of days, even at quantum slipstream velocities to reach deep space nine. So they had a night to indulge and celebrate the launch, but only a small celebration. They still had a mission to prepare for. The scene fades.

The End

 

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