More description, courtesy of Aracturus and Kelsy:
The Bar is divided into four arms, all of which are quite distinct, using the center of the vessel, using the natural gap in between the two arms of the ship to create two unique atmospheres on either side of the divide. On one side, it is warn and filled with smoke, with dull bulbs shedding dim amber light on it from above
The other side, however is Dark, lit by Blue strobes and spotlights: the home of the bar's more chemically-inclined patrons
The smoke-filled side is furnished with dingy tables and rusted metal chairs, contrasting greatly with the polished Tritanium surface of the bar
Music plays from derelict looking loudspeakers on this side. You cannot make out any of the music, as the loudspeakers seem to be partially broken.
The other side directly contrasts with the bright, quiet atmosphere of its twin.
It is devoid of furniture except for stools at the bar, which is lit from the floor by gently shifting colored mood lighting, The surface of the bar here is Glass, which glows from the fixtures below
Hard, fast music pounds out from speakers hidden in any nook or cranny that can be found here, strobe lights and lasers dance along the dance floor, which is typically packed with chemophiles dancing themselves into oblivion, while the more shadowy
nooks give way to couples necking in the dark.
in the main area of the bar, one may look upon both ends, with a curved staircase flanking the center bar, decorated in a nostaligic wood and leather style
The center bar has more ecclectic taste, with no rhyme or reason to it, seeming to be only in existence to serve as a gateway to the various areas of the bar
On the left and right are doors leading to private bedchambers in the wings, with heavily-armed guards at each door. You cannot see beyond
Ascending the stairs to the private lounge on the ships prow, you find yourself no longer in a dingy pirate bar, but in a lush Noir-style lounge with Chaise lounges, setees, and armchairs scattered around a roaring hearth, made out of wood with leather cushions. The Mantle continues this style, with polished oak boards hiding the ships bulkhead, and a small wooden bar in the center.
Beyond the bar is a massive glass half-dome, providing a breathtaking view of the rest of the ship and deep into space.
Behind the bar there is a narrow stairwell leading to the dark underside of the ship, where booze, drugs, and food is created, stored, and moved.
Throughout the bar, scantily-clad serving girls wander about providing drugs and drinks to the patrons.
Behind the bar in the central area is a sign just below the rifle that says "NO FLOOD"
One notices quickly that while not banned in the bar, Exile , Crash, and drop, are not served by the bar."
there is a pair of bouncers that wanders the bar, looking for passed out addicts. There is another man with a black patch on his arm - His purpose is to dispose of anyone who dies in the bar. It is rumored he has a collection of corpses.