From:		Steven_Wild
Date:		26 October 1995 04:39
To:		U.S.S. Lafayette (BBS)
Subject:		Storm Program One

<Bolan Storm Program One, The Bar>

Bolan Storm realizing he has some time to himself decides to make a little detour.

"Computer load Storm Program One, The Bar"

 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 rests a number of benches which are all empty at the moment.

Bolan Storm strolls over to the bar to pick up his drink from Contessa the Bartender.

"Thanks Contessa!"

"No problem Storm, How goes your training at Starfleet" she states as she rubs a spot away on a mug.

Storm staring into his now empty mug "Well I got my commission as 1st Officer on board the USS Lafayette and yes I am quite pleased."

Contessa glancing to the left spots someone walking over to the bar  "Well Storm it looks like your friend Dagger is looking for a rematch"

Dagger leans on the bar with his elbow, alowing his leather jerkin to open to reveal two silver daggers tucked into his belt.  He looks towards Storm with sly black eyes and speaks with a crackly voice.
"Well well well if ain't the stiff backed, starfleet get in everybodies face kind of guy." Then his face gives a half smile as he continues.."  Tell me space boy kill any of those tin can Borg things you call them yet".

Storm looks towards Dagger while at the same time his cybered arm cotracts to crush the mug that shatters into many peices.

"Look Dagger I don't feel like your kind of company just now get the point"

Dagger with an even larger smile says " Guess your not up to a rematch with Dagger Darts yet, Well you no where to find me when you want one, maybe I won't let you win this time"  Dagger walks back into the games room.

Contessa just finished sweeping all the glass bits onto the floor and passes Storm another brew.

"Something you want to discuss Storm?"

Storm staring into his mug says

"Yeh it just feels so strange not to have my father around. And now with being a Starfleet Officer and given a command position.......I just don't want to fail .......I don't want people to die from orders I give."

Contessa stops cleaning mugs for a second and stares Storm right in the eyes.

"Listen Storm as an Officer you are expected to give orders if people die because of those orders they die because they believed not just in you but for what Starfleet represents.  When they join Starfleet they join relizing that they could die and make that choice.  All you can do is do your best.  I know you Storm and I kow you will make a great officer."

Storm looks into her dark eyes and says

"Thankyou Contessa,"

"Anytime Bolan Anytime"

Storm gets up from the bar and says to himself maybe I will have that game with Dagger and strolls into the gaming room.

Storm did not notice Contessa staring at him with caring eyes as he left.