[HALLOWEEN PARTY!] -- [Open to ALL PLAYERS!] -- [IC Event!]

[kirktastic]

It had gone out as an announcement over a month ago, sent to every padd and station by one very excited Captain. A Halloween party! Must come in costume, must have fun

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[kirktastic]

Kirk was heading towards the bar, spotting Uhura looking incredible and his father talking it up with her when he spotted something that stunned him for a moment. Bones?

No, no. Bones was looking dead sexy in wings and blond hair right now. So who...?

Sam, and Bones himself, had told Kirk about a duplicate.

Evidently an exact duplicate.

Kirk walked forward up towards the stranger that bore Bones' face, a slight grin coming to his lips. He walked up to him and put on a lazy grin. "Hey there."

[john_grimm]

John looked up and into the face of the man he knew had to be Kirk. He blinked once, letting all of the connected information and connotations he associated with the captain, before shoving it away in a small corner of his brain.

He'd let the kid make a first impression.

"Hey."

[kirktastic]

He went straight into flirt mode with this very handsome not-quite-stranger, eyes bright as he leaned a little. "Haven't gotten to meet you yet." He offered over his hand, keeping up that warm grin, "James T. Kirk."

[john_grimm]

Holding his ground as the man invaded his personal space, John grasped Kirk's hand in a quick handshake. He didn't let his hand linger. No matter what the kid's tone implied, no matter how mischievously his eyes were shining, he had no intention of going down that road. Not tonight.

"Seems not," he said, keeping his face neutral. "Name's John Grimm. Nice to meet you, Captain."

[kirktastic]

The cold reception took Kirk back for a second. He blinked once, then stepped back. The smile was less flirting, but stayed warm. "Call me Jim. It's a party, after all." Maybe it was the tattoos, but Kirk was sure John hadn't seen him before tonight. Anyone new who saw them could think they were just part of the costume. Or so he hoped.

John had more muscle then Bones, that was for sure. A bit of a sleeker look, a harder expression. "Strange, seeing another man wearing my best friend's face."

[john_grimm]

When John saw Kirk's grin slide from frisky to friendly, he ventured a smile in return. He had no problem with the captain but, despite what he'd said about letting the man create his own response, the information that John had about him in relation to John's double and Joanna, left him a bit nervous about giving the kid the wrong impression.

"Must be. I know the feeling." He gestures with his chin towards Nurse Chapel, gorgeous in her gold dress. "I have no idea who that is. But she looks exactly like my twin sister."

[kirktastic]

Something about that smile was... different. Not easily given. Kirk followed the point, then tilted his head before answering, "Christine Chapel, our head nurse." He responded. He glanced between them, but honestly ... okay well, they did look sort of alike.

"So how did you end up here?" Kirk asked, very curious. He was behind on ship news, and he fucking hated that.

[john_grimm]

"Got beamed aboard, along with an alternate version of McCoy's daughter." He frowns. Shouldn't the captain know what was happening on his own ship?

[kirktastic]

Kirk waved a hand, frowning, "No, I mean, how did you end up in this universe? I know how you got onto the ship."

[john_grimm]

John knew he was traversing dangerous waters. He could tell that Kirk was as sharp as a knife and as smart as a whip. He wasn't sure he could bullshit his way out of this one by being vague.

"Ever since my sister died, wormholes have been popping up every once in a while. They're always close by, when they do, and they don't always wait for me to choose whether or not to jump through before they're whisking me through time, space, and sometimes universes. The 'holes that pull you through universes always hurt the most. Like growing pains, only worse. And you throw up whenever you go through any wormhole. Always."

Maybe he could direct the kid's attention away from why the wormholes were drawn to him, and towards wormholes in general. He doubted it, but it was worth a try.

[kirktastic]

Kirk's eyes widened as John spoke. He frowned very slightly, thinking quickly. Here they were, with an unknown anomaly that was not only playing with universes, but time and death, and there was a man standing in front of him who went through similar things all the time?!

"...They don't always wait for you... you mean... they come to you?" Kirk questioned, tilting his head.

[john_grimm]

John shrugged. "I guess so. I mean, I don't really get advance warning. They're just... there, and then I'm being sucked through them and coming to somewhere else. It's why I don't have that much stuff. Usually have to start fresh every place I go."

Maybe this would work after all.

[kirktastic]

Kirk rubbed his chin, careful to avoid the mask. He looked at John after a moment, "How often do they show up? And... are they after you specifically?"

[john_grimm]

This was going to take some skill. Skill John wasn't sure he possessed.

"It differs in every place I go. Sometimes it can be years, sometimes hours. As to the question of if they're after me? Hmm... I don't really know. I mean, there might be other people who get thrown from place to place with a flicker of swirling light. But I've never met a single one. So whether or not those people exist is a bit of a mystery to me."

[kirktastic]

"Amazing." Kirk shook his head, "Just.. fucking amazing. You've heard at least somewhat about the stuff happening on board?" Even if it was supposed to be a bit confidential, that never stopped the rumor mill from talking.

[john_grimm]

John frowned. "Well, I know that there are people aboard this ship that have no rightful place in the here and now, but I have no idea how they got here. Did they fall through wormholes as well?"