And 'After' All...
Posted on Mon Feb 5th, 2018 @ 9:10am by Chloe de la Vega
Edited on on Thu May 31st, 2018 @ 9:47pm
558 words; about a 3 minute read
Mission:
Episode 2 - The Enemy Within
Location: After 11, Bar, Deck 11
Timeline: MD003 2300 hours
Tags: SD 71375.2300
Her opening night was going well, the bar seemed to be quite busy and there was a 'buzz' around the place that she had missed about company, not that she let on that she was having a good time. Chloe had been so consumed in making the bar work, in making herself work that she had forgotten about the need of those to consume real alcohol and the mess it got them into.
She had already asked 3 crewmen to leave... I've only been open 3 hours... she thought.
It appeared people had forgotten the effects of real alcohol due to drinking that synthahol stuff. Chloe hated that, if she wanted to drink you could be damned sure it would be real and allow her to let her hair down... further.
"Hey sweetcheeks?" slurred a older Human 'gentleman', "What've you got for me?"
Chloe had her back to him but could see where his eyes had went through a mirrored wall behind the drinks. Shaking her head and closing her eyes, she questioned life before turning around, "I've got that door over there," she said pointing to the exit, "this PaDD where you can transfer me some real money for some real drink," she said winking at him, "or this," she said holding up her hand palm facing him, "if you ever call me sweetcheeks again you and her will become real friendly. Entender? (Understand?)" she finished cocking her head to the side with some attitude.
The man in question didn't know where to look. Some around found it amusing as he was called out on his behaviour, although alcohol didn't always bring out the best in people, and others who were affronted by Chloe's 'customer service'. In the end the man thumbed the PaDD.
"Excellent choice señor. I will bring you a drink over by that table far away from me." she gestured to a table over by the door. She could hear pennies falling as some money entered her account, or well the bars account but nonetheless she had manipulated some money out of him through ridicule. She didn't mind, nor did she feel bad. If anything she felt he asked for it.
"Definitely need some mannered clientele in here..." she muttered.
"Sorry?" someone asked turning round.
"Wasn't talking to you..." she replied pouring 'sweetcheek's' drink and walking over to him.
As she approached she could feel the man tense up and smile weakly before going to apologise. He opened his mouth but Chloe spoke first.
"Don't. This is my quarter number, be there after closing time and I'll show you how sweet I can be. Now drink up like a good boy and I'll see you later." she left as the mans mouth lay open for the world to see, only him knowing the conversation that was just had.
Chloe smiled, she played a hard ass but didn't see why she couldn't have some fun whilst on board otherwise it would be a very dull ship. Plus the guy was handsome in an older man kind of way, a Silver Fox by all accounts.
For now she was back behind the bar dishing out 'wonderful' service to her amorous and thirsty patrons.
Chloe de la Vega
Owner/Bartender After 11, USS Pioneer
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