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

Oct 30, 2009 09:07

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 ( Read more... )

let's party like its 2299, this could get interesting, spooky times on the enterprise, we're gonna have fun tonight

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kirktastic October 31 2009, 12:11:44 UTC

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."

kirktastic October 31 2009, 19:47:56 UTC

"We don't know, that's half the problem." Kirk shook his head, sighing. "Just... appearing here, out of no where. That's half the problem is that we can't figure out how they got here. The other half is that we have no way of getting anyone home."

john_grimm November 1 2009, 04:02:19 UTC

John's eyebrows climbed up his forehead ((OOC: Yeah. They do that sometimes. They tried to scale Everest once, but only made it halfway.)). "You don't know.... Couldn't they tell you something about the situation they were in before ending up on your ship?"

kirktastic November 1 2009, 04:09:05 UTC

"They did." Kirk shook his head, "Doesn't tell us anything. Any sort of way you can imagine, even some you can't. They just... appear." Kirk slumped a little. This was one of the things that was bothering him, they just couldn't figure it out.

... Fuck. "Sorry." A small grin. "Just been a long week."

john_grimm November 1 2009, 04:22:54 UTC

"I can imagine."

He looked at the man, really looked at him. Kirk looked drained. Like he was running on an empty tank, chugging and chugging away at nothing.

John wondered when he'd break down.

"Maybe I can help?"

Dammit. God fucking dammit. Traitorous mouth. Look what it'd done.

kirktastic November 1 2009, 04:35:37 UTC

That made Kirk look up, meeting John's eyes. He didn't know how to read John, didn't know that look exactly no matter how familiar the face was. John wore it differently. He gave a small smile, and gestured a negative. "I'm sorry, John. I didn't mean to unload on you. It's a party, after all." He stepped back, prepared to leave John to the other people there.

john_grimm November 1 2009, 04:57:28 UTC

John lunged forward, catching Kirk's wrist in his hand. "No, wait. Do you want to talk about it? I know it sounds cheesy, but it helps. Maybe it won't fix anything, but it'll definitely make you feel better."

He stopped, frowning. "Oh. You don't actually know me. Look, you don't have to talk to me, but if you wanna, talk to someone. If you really don't..." He shrugged. "Don't. Whatever you think would help you the most." He dropped Kirk's wrist suddenly, remembering that he was still holding it.

"And don't be sorry. You've got nothing to apologize for."

kirktastic November 1 2009, 13:24:33 UTC

The reaction was instinct - years of being on the streets, bar fights, martial arts, and after what happened recently. Kirk's hand turned in the grasp and reversed the hold, pressing back John's hand and shifting as if to further the grip before realizing what he was doing. His eyes went wide and he stepped back, hissing, "Shit. Sorry."

He looked to John's eyes, tongue flicking out in nervousness before he hid it all away under a lazy grin. "Hey, don't worry about it. I'm fine."

john_grimm November 1 2009, 18:12:16 UTC

John's eyes widened in turn. "Those were going to be some nice moves, Kid. I'm impressed." Even though Joanna had potential, this man had experience as a fighter. She hadn't been lying about learning all she knew from him.

John saw the facade being quickly slipped back in place. He could handle that.

"No problem, man. Go. Party on. Enjoy yourself." The captain was obviously not quite whole, at this point in time. Pushing would only crack him further.

"But, hey. In the future? We should trade techniques. I'll bet you know your shit."

kirktastic November 1 2009, 18:24:41 UTC

So this man was a fighter? The muscle cued to that, and the idea of 'trading techniques' with someone who could fight sounded like, honestly, one very fucking welcomed distraction. "Jim. Not kid, Jim." Kirk said easily, "And definitely. I miss getting to spar."

john_grimm November 1 2009, 18:42:42 UTC

"Ah, about that. I don't spar, but I do demonstrate. Teach too, in my off time. Actually, on the ship, all my time's off time. Huh. Go figure. And, Kid? I'll call you whatever I want. Deal." John smirked, narrowing his eyes.

This should be fun.

kirktastic November 1 2009, 18:47:45 UTC

"Don't spar?" Kirk questioned.

Oh. Oh? "Okay, old man, I'll keep that in mind. Just remember, on this ship, I'm the captain." He smirked, not giving an inch.

john_grimm November 2 2009, 00:12:15 UTC

John cocked an eyebrow. This kid has a smirk worth acknowledging.

"Nah, I don't spar. I only fight with things..... I mean people that I have every intention of killing.... I mean hurting."

Dammit, dammit, dammit.

kirktastic November 2 2009, 00:30:47 UTC

Killing. He frowned a little, tilting his head. "You're a soldier." He said quietly, meeting John's eyes.

john_grimm November 2 2009, 00:34:15 UTC

The jig was almost up at this point. He'd started to trust, even like the captain of the ship. He'd started to slip.

"...Yeah. I am." John looked away quickly, staring out over the crowd of people.

kirktastic November 2 2009, 00:44:33 UTC

"...John." Kirk shook his head a little, "Doesn't matter what you are, kay? Trust me on that. Here, you're John Grimm."

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