New Beginning ... New Life?

Posted on Fri Aug 27th, 2010 @ 10:49am by Samanthia Akiashiro
Edited on on Fri Sep 3rd, 2010 @ 9:08am

Mission: Welcome to Archa IV
Location: SB-332
Timeline: MD-2 1800 hrs

CSS Black Orchid

CSS Black Orchid faded into view of the big Starbase with it mottled blacks, greys and white pattern as the Defiant tore into the sector at high impulse. As it got closer to the station, slowed down to drift speeds as it warning lights flashed red, white, and green in all appropiate places, emmiting no radio signal, showing no name or registry number. Just one of those ships designed to create mystery and mystique and to put the locals on alert and unease.

It ignored all attempts of communication or respond to such attempts. Even ignored threats coming from the station. Soon the Defiant was screaming back toward open space after a beam aboard the station. Just 1 female passenger and two easily tow-along crates on wheels.

SB-332 Deck 45 Section A

She stood there, standing to her full 5'6", long black hair with a bluish tinge when light hits it cascading down her back in natural curly waves held back in a loose ponytail to keep it out of her eyes by a pure silver headband, slightly slanted almond shaped soft brown eyes, wearing a simple all black cargo pants bloused into spitshined combat boots, black form fitting t-shirt with a bright yellow smiley face on the front and back in big white lettering "Warp-12", looking around at the place she was dropped off. Uncertain of what her future holds.

She looked around at the milling people around her as she held onto the strap to the lead crate with wheels and towing the second crate with wheels with sealed diplomatic custom seals that screamed "No You Can't See What Is Inside." The crates carried the Space Merchant Fleet of the Akiashiro Symbol in bold lettering.

She looked around as she pulled out a battered 4in. x 8in. metalic dark blue laptop with various decals and warnings, opening it up and then extends 3 in. antenna from the top as she powers it up. She waits as it does it start up system checks and bringing forth opening desktop menu. She settles on the closest crate and begans to go through the menu, bringing up a menu.

She smiles warmly, lighting up her face and bring warmth to her expression. She closes all the windows and shuts it off. Putting away the antena and closing the laptop and stuffing it in her left cargo pocket. Looks around, orientating herself to the level, as she grabs the strap and takes off with the crates following her behind her like two faithful puppies in parade down the corridor.

Moving with a dancer's grace towards her destination, taking in the sights as she passes them. Finding a deck designator and section. She makes adjustment to her direction of travel to the nearest turbolift, towards center of the station.

Uncle Fido's Place (Warp-12):: Promenande

She enters the nearly vacant lounge and moves through the place with her crates following her. As she looks around the place, seeing another of the Akiashiro Brothers sitting with several patrons, she smiles once again at the man as she moves to the bar and settles there. Moving her crates out of everyone's way.

"Sammy!" A deep baritone voice rings out as big arms wrap around her, "How's my niece doing?!" Smell of spices and aroma of food engulfs her.

"Fido!" Sammy turns in the embrace, standing and returning the hug of the huge heavy set man, smiling warmily and with family endearment for the big man who was her husband's brother. One of her favorites of the Akiashiro Family Clan.

"WOOF WOOF!" Both say it at the same time and laughs softly.

Samanthia settles back on the barstool as Fido takes a seat on the next one over and settles his bulk on it. "Well.. I dont know if the offer is still good. But I am here to work and a place to stay, till I can get a place of my own?" Looks hopefull at him.

"Of course! I'll call down to the Akiashiro Level and let them know you're coming. Where the nieces?" Fido speaks with a smile which fades as he sees Samanthia expression fade away into sadness. "So it is true that SB-12 got hit by those terrorist?" Seeing her nods, he hugs her as the second brother approaches.

"You should've called us when that happened, Samanthia," He spoke softly with menace. "Did the culprits get caught?"

"I dont know for sure. I was running my own place when I ran afoul of Starfleet Command." Samanthia spoke softly. "That is why I am here. To start over." Looks at Eric, Nicholas Brother... or was that cousin. But obviously important in the family.

"I'll call the Elder and have someone take care of your crates, Samanthia," Eric nods, and moves away and discretely talks into a communicator and then comes back. "I'll be back. It's good to see you, Samanthia." He grabs her crates's strap and leaves the Lounge with it.

She looks at Fido abit puzzled. Listens to him speak, "Eric serves the family in a special capacity. You have nothing to worry about him. You are family now."

"Thank you... I need work here. I just can't just lay around to nothing but spend money." Samanthia looked around the place. "You need a manager and new name for this place. Something catchy like "Warp-12" or something." Leans back against the bar.

"You offering?"Fido looks at her, appraising the lady before him.

"Yes." Samanthia looks at him, with a steady look with a soft smile on her face. Looking forward to having work.

Fido stands up and moves behind the bar. opening up a box that requires a number key. he reaches inside and picks up the phone, making a call to the family level and talks quietly with someone. He smiles at her as he hangs up the phone and moves back to her. Serving her a drink. "The papers are being brought up by Tamarue."

Samanthia looks thoughtful as she tries to remember who she was. "Tell me abit about Tamarue?" Softly, greatly puzzled, accepting the drink and sips on it.

"She's the Clan Elder's first wife and her word is law on the Akiashiro level." Fido spoke reverntly, busy fixing several more drinks and then disappearing into the kitchen area where good aroma of various foods were being cooked.

Samanthia looked around the Club and already planning a major change to the layout, sipping on her drink. She was just about finishing her drink when an elder lady walked in. She took in the lady's appearance, liking the rich hued crimson Kimono with vibrant yellows and orange Tiger Lillies. Stygian black hair loose and flowing down her back in a luxurious flowing black wave to her midback. Sharp oriental features with peircing jade green eyes.

Fido moved from behind the bar and approached the lady and gave her a bow as he offered her arm. "Greetings Tamarue Akiashiro, First Wife of Elder. You have honoured this establishment with your presence."

"Frederick, where is the young lady, Samanthia." As Tamarue looked around the establishment, taking in the lone woman at the bar that looks familiar to her and is watching her with interest.

"She is at the bar, looking over at us, Matriarch Tamarue," Frederick spoke respectfully to her. "That is the one, Nicholas married." Bringing her over to where she was sitting. "Samanthia, I want to you to meet, First Wife, Tamarue Akiashiro. " turning to Tamarue, speaks again, "Lady Tamarue, this is Samanthia. She is the one that want to run the this establishment."

Tamarue nods to Frederick. "Excuse us and be a dear to get us drinks." Looks at Samanthia, motions her to follow her over to a table to sit. Leads the way to the desired table and sits with the help of Samanthia. "At least you have some manners."

Samanthia settles in her chair with her back to a plant and a good view of the place. "Thank you. My parents taught me to be respectful of my elders." Looking Tamarue over as Frederick showed up with the drinks and a snack for them.

"They was wise and you honor them," Tamarue spoke with a soft smile gracing her lips. "I was so looking forward to meet you. Is the rest of your family with you?"

"I travel alone, Lady Tamarue," Samanthai spoke softly. "I wish they could've been here to meet you." She looks up at Tamarue. "They are gone. My husband and two daughters."

Tamarue reaches out and takes her hand gently. "You have my sympanthies. You are still young enough to have more, Daughter. From what Nicholas told me about you. You made him happy which lightens my heart that I wanted to know what dragged him away from the family clan. Now I can see why." She takes a drink of her drink and reaches for a pastry, signaling the others they could part take of the refreshments.

Samanthia took a sip of her drink, refraining from eating. She waited for the elder lady to finish eating, to continue with business, but she was patient, figuring she was lonely and wanted time away from the hectic lifestyle of dealing with family matters.

Frederick returned with drink refills for the two ladies, giving Lady Tamarue a nod and then withdrew once more after setting down a thick 9in. x12 in. manila envelope before them both with the Akiashiro Clan emblem, reddish orange rising Sun with a siluetted swan on a field of white.

Tamarue nodded for Samanthia to open the folder up and take out the papers in them. She watched Samanthia do so.

Samanthia looked at the papers, containing the ownership and controling interest of the Club. "All mine?" Finishing looking over the papers, and looking up at Tamarue.

"To manage for the Akiashiro Clan." Tamarue spoke softly. "Aikiko took care of all the paperwork with the station and it is now under your control. Responcible for the trouble that draws the attention of the station upon this place. Just make sure it doesn't ruin the Honorable name of Akiashiro. If you need laywers... financing... security...You'll come to the Akiashiro Clan for assistance."

Samanthia smiles warmily, "scince I am going to be totaly responcible for this place. I am going to change the name to "Warp-12 Lounge". Please have the Clan craftsmen come and change the name. Miss Tamarue." speaking softly with respect.

Tamarue gave a soft laugh, the true smile warming her expression. "You will bring Honour and Profits to the Clan." She stood up with the help of Frederick and both left the Club, leaving Samanthia with the papers and pastries. "I expect you to be at Dinner tonight at 1900 hrs, Daughter Samanthia."

Samanthia smiles, "Yes Mother Tamarue," with warmth. She was amongst her desceased husband's family who accepted her and handed over the reigns of a prominent establishment. Muttered softly, "I should've came out here alot sooner...."