The Officer's Lounge on Hallus Station is a fairly open affair by Spacer standards. There's plenty of room and creature comforts as well as decoration. It's not so unusual for Officer's lounges on large stations or planetside, but you're just getting accustomed to such things. There is a bar in the corner with an ensign working there, a pool table set up across from it and several holographic displays around the walls showing famous ships and battles of the Astral Forces, artistically imagined for maximum aesthetic and emotional value. Written above the bar it says "9th Fleet Club" in faux-stenciled font. Classy up-beat instrumental music plays softly, recognizable as belonging to the somewhat dated genre Phoenix Hop.

There are a few other officers there now, in small groups of twos and threes talking as you enter. Some faces turn to glance over shoulders as you enter and then return to their conversations.
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Karsen, cover under his arm, jandered to the O club; took stock at the decor and those there, and headed to the bar for a drink, striking up a conversation with whomever is in front or behind him in line.

“Let me buy you a drink” he says with a smile, knowing that these are all ‘on the house’.
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Oscar entered the lounge, placing his cover on the rack provided near the entrance. Noting the bar, he approached, only to see that Arne had beat him to it. Hearing the fellow captains joke, Oscar gave a nod. “By all means. A whiskey and soda, if you please,” he said and looked around. “What do you think of our little fleet?”, Oscar asked as he surveyed the rest of the lounge.

A female officer, also bearing the rank of Master turns and smiles as you address her at the bar. She extends a dark olive-hued hand and introduces herself as Mistress Santos, of the Black Swan, a frigate if memory serves you. You surmise that she is not the commanding officer, but perhaps a department head.

Ensigns, though commissioned men and women, are not allowed in the Officer's Lounge except when accompanied by a senior officer or when working as lounge staff. It is likely the first time either of you have been inside one on your own and the young Ensign behind the bar asks you what you'd like.

“Whiskey and soda for the Master here & I’ll have a rum soda, unless you have some ginger beer, in case a dark&stomy” he says to the ensign.  “Mistress Santos, drinks on me, what can I get you?”

“Our fleet I don’t know yet, but our squadron looks good. Fast, dangerous, balanced.  I’ll take a fast ship into harm’s way every day of the week.”
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Diana headed into the officer's lounge, getting an odd glance or two from some of the patrons before noticing the markings of her new rank. She was too used to it to be bothered by it however, and after scanning the interior long enough to spot Arne and Oscar, she made her way over to them. Hopping up on a barstool, she ordered a glass of mixed fruit juice, after making sure it was non-alcoholic, and while the Ensign worked on her order she turned to the other two present.

- "So, you're captaining the Skirmish and the Tender i believe...?"

OOC: Just so you won't need to look it up, i've got the Interceptor Corvette :P