From:		Steven_Wild
Date:		23 October 1995 03:07
To:		U.S.S. Lafayette (BBS)
Subject:		Arrival on board

<1st Officer Bolan Storm, USS Lafayette>

Bolan Storm takes time to walk around the brand new starship class admiring its beauty. Storm says to himself.

" I heard this ship class is capable of flying within a planets atmosphere and landing on world"

Storm casually strolls down the corridor and notices that he is in the hollo deck area.  Storm stops for a moment and says to himself.

"What the heck" as a metal probe comes out of his cyber hand and attaches to the computer panel.

" computer load Storm program One"

"computer open"

Storm walks through the doorway into a Hollodeck representation of a medieval bar.
To the left stands a large muscular man rather tall, bald with an obvious scar running down the left side of his face(looks rather painful) The man fingers a large two handed sword that has been embeded into the worn wooden floor.  The man nods at Bolan.

Just behind the man lies the entrance to the gaming room from which can be seen a number of people playing darts with daggers.  A group of tables with a number of people playing cards can also be seen.  

On the far side of the room sits a large oaken bar which appears to have been carved from a single large oak.  At the bar sits two cloaked patrons casually sipping at their  tankards of brew.

Behind the bar stands a tall, beautiful  woman,  She has long dark wavy hair that reaches right down to her waist.  Her eyes are dark like the void of space but behind those eyes you can sense great wisdom.  She looks up and nods at Bolan as he enters then moves towards some bottles to fix a drink.

To the right of the bar rest a number of benches most are empty except for one in this one sits a tall, handsome noble dressed man, with a well trimmed beard and peircing steel gray eyes.  Bolan clenches his cyberfist as feelings begin to well up in Bolan as his father sits before him.  
"It still seems like yesterday I still can't beleive that he is dead I still feel so helpless that I could not have down something to save him at Wolf 359.  One day the Borg will pay"  Bolan walks over to the bench his father is sitting at.

"Hello father!  May I sit."

Bolans father looks up at him and a smile creeps over his face

" Ah Bolan it is good to see you ....Yes..Yes... please sit and have a drink with your old man."

Bolan sits and the bartender shows up with his drink and the usual brew his father drinks.

His father says 

"I see the look of an officer in your eyes boy!"

Bolan responds

"Thanks dad,  But I'd be much happier if you could be here to share my graduation with me and......."
 
but before Bolan could finish his father interupts.

"Now listen and listen good boy.  I know your upset over my death at Wolf 359 aboard the Lexington.  But you have got to let this go..... It was not your fault.... You were to young.....thank god I was able to get you off that ship.  But listen this idea you have of wanting revenge on the Borg you must let it go, it will eat you alive if you don't get a grip on yourself.  Remember you are now an officer of Starfleet and the crew of your ship will depend on your actions, you must have a clear mind."

Bolan listens to what his father says and realizes that yes that is true he is now an officer and must not only act like an officer but he has got control his emotion of revenge.

Bolan looks towards his father seated across from him

"Father I believe you are correct, thank you . You have alowed me to see the light.  I believe I can now let you rest in peace. Good bye father.  Computer wipe father hollo representation"

Bolan gets up from the table looks around the bar and says to himself

"Maybe the next time I come back here I'll ask some friends to come along I think this would be a good place for us to unwine from missions.  Computer exit program."

Bolan Storm exits the Hollo deck and continues his quick tour of the ship with a noticable extra jump to his pace.