Don't you put it in your mouth [NVC, any day before trial]

[letspunchit]

The apartments where they were all being put up were pretty close to the city center, but Chris hadn't really explored the Sha'Kwai marketplace yet. George could never stay in bed and was already out, so he went by himself bright and early one morning when, hopefully, the crowds would be thinner and the temperature a little lower. Easier to move

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[kirktastic]

(OOC: Hey, epic to see you posting! <3)

[letspunchit]

[OOC: ♥ I know, right? It is an epic occurrence! I didn't even realize it had been so long since I made a post...]

[sehlatbear]

((OOC - I am so tempted to have Spock bump into the good Admiral. *laugh*))

[letspunchit]

[OOC: Lolll. Bring it on, bb! XD]

[headnursechapel]

Christine was not looking for coffee; she'd always been more of a tea drinker. But this morning, she wasn't shopping for anything in particular. She'd heard that the Vulcan morning marketplace was worth seeing, and while she was wary of actually sampling most of what the vendors were selling, it was certainly interesting to explore.

The crowds were smaller, this early in the morning, and mostly consisted of Vulcans and the local aliens who lived among them. It made sense, after all, to get your shopping done before the day got too hot. But most of those on leave from the Enterprise were taking advantage of their shore leave to sleep in.

So Christine was surprised, but not displeased, to see a - vaguely - familiar face.

"Admiral?" she said, smiling. She hadn't seen much of Admiral Pike, even onboard the ship, but he'd always struck her as both intelligent and kind. And she was always eager to get to know her crewmates a little better.

[letspunchit]

Though he was under the shade of a shopfront awning now, Chris felt a trickle of moisture down the back of his neck, and gulped the remainder of the water in his canteen, amazed at how quickly it got hot around here. Hot and dry - his mouth felt like cotton. He looked down at the bottle of orange stuff, sitting temptingly and still almost-full in his bag. The glass was sweating. His fingers twitched toward it.

"Admiral?"

But thoughts of sespop were driven momentarily out of his head by the female voice calling him. He looked toward the source of it, to find Nurse Christine Chapel, other-universe version, standing there and smiling brightly.

His mouth suddenly went, if possible, even drier.

"Nurse Chapel," he greeted her, with a smile of his own, letting his eyes and mind wander down her - wow, curvaceous body. God, I love hips like that on a woman... he thought idly - then, dismayed, wrenched his gaze back up to her face. The hell? "Hello! Nice - nice day."

[headnursechapel]

"It is, isn't it?" Christine said brightly, smiling up at the blue sky. "It's such a nice change, after being on the ship so long."

She sat down easily on a bench next to the Admiral's chair. There was no need to make him crane his neck like that, after all.

"Have you been enjoying your shore leave?"

[letspunchit]

"Sha'Kwai is definitely a change, yes. But it's been relaxing. Mostly," said Chris, fumbling at his side for the bottle because for some reason he could not stop staring in fascination. Nurse Chapel was really a very beautiful woman. Her lips were...very pink.

He swallowed hard. "Though I think the heat is starting to get to me," he admitted, finally snagging the neck of the bottle. It was still cold. The orange liquid inside called to him like siren song, but he offered it to Chapel first, trying to retain at least some semblance of gentlemanliness. There was no way she wasn't thirsty; it was blistering out. "Drink? The vendor called it sespop. I promise, Nurse," he added, with a little smile, "I don't have any germs."