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[bigvessel]

Who: FDR and OPEN
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: A bar somewhere
When: Now

[He’s dressed in a sleek suit, folded collar, black tie, slicked back hair, the whole fancy ensemble. It’s new and it makes him feel somewhat normal again. Hence, the very late, but first public introduction.

He’s sitting on the edge of his bed with his hands clasped together between his knees.]

Hey there, other...captives. TV stars. Whatever we’re being called. And I guess. Anyone else watching. My name is FDR. Yeah, it’s letters. And yeah, like the president. No, I’m not a president, but you know, I don’t mind pretending if anyone wants to be my Marilyn. [And he grins cheekily.] But, really, being named after the guy who came up with that whole “The only thing to fear is fear itself” crap isn’t bad. I mean, a lot of people buy that. It’s not true, by the way. There’s a shitload of stuff to be scared of. Like WMDs. ...My boss. ...Being on an alien’s version of The Real World.

[And he shakes his head, still a little disgusted at the prospect of reality TV. Those were dark days.]

So, back home I was the cruise ship captain of a [smirk] very large vessel. And you know, being in the business of pleasure cruises, I have to say, this one seriously lacks. I mean, people can’t be watching us just to see us busting our asses earning some money, so where’s all the drama, violence, and sex happening? That’s how MTV got their ratings. Or murder...has that happened at all? I mean, not on MTV-I don’t think- on the ships...obviously.[So smooth.]

And I’ve seen some people talking about people they know up and disappearing, anyone know for sure what happens to them? Not enough popularity? Do they get demoted to the alien version of Fear Factor? Star in their own snuff films?

[And he looks like he’s done with his questions for now, he even leans forward to shut off the video, but then pauses, a small smirk gracing his features.]

Oh. And just out of pure curiosity, has anyone tried racing the shuttles?


Action: A bar. Any bar.

[Bars aren’t his favorite scene, there’s just not enough energy. It’s a bunch of depressed and tired people sitting at tables and on barstools nursing their emotions and their booze. He usually prefers clubs, there’s an energy to be found in the loud music and lights and swaying bodies. But this feels more appropriate after working all day at a job he really doesn’t like. He’s not interested in the game so much as he’s interested in the end result right now. And that’s to get drunk.

He’s sitting at the bar, a couple of empty shot glasses in front of him, and the latest in his fingers. The only thing that’s giving him a reason to pause is the woman that moves over next to him to order a drink.]

You. [And he points the pinky finger of his shot-holding hand at her, smiles when the single word catches her attention.] Are shining like a bright light.

[She rolls her eyes and moves away from him and he chuckles lightly at his failure.] Well, guess it’s more of a club line than a bar line.

[And he slams back his shot before setting the glass back on the bar with a clank.] Top it off.

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Action in the bar

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ He wasn't sure what he had been expecting of the bars on the Iskaulit, and thus it left him unsure if he was enjoying the atmosphere (having always liked a good dive bar himself), or if he was disappointed. But he supposed he shouldn't complain because there were, at least, bars to visit rather than being stuck with what was on his ship - which amounted to copious amounts of coffee produced through a temperamental machine that insisted you work for your caffeine.

But this bar holds something interesting, and more than a little shocking. That something would be a person - a person that looks alarmingly like him, in fact. If pressed, he wasn't sure he could pick out immediate differences other than their mode of dress (Kirk had chosen to go with his Star Fleet uniform rather than his gray jumpsuit, because that thing did not need to be shown the light of day if he could help it).

He actually winces when the other attempts to flirt with the attractive woman, and in an odd way he feels mildly insulted. Someone with their good looks should not do so poorly at flirting. It was an affront to his very soul. But judging by the shot glasses in front him, that might not be entirely his fault. He pushed away from his seat after grabbing a fresh beer and made his way over to the other, debating on what to say. It wasn't as if he had ever been presented with this kind of situation before, after all. ]</sub>

I would have thought someone looking exactly like me would be something people might have mentioned when I got here.

_{[ He stuck out his hand, that particularly charming grin falling into place out of sheer habit. Though it was impossible not to want to smile at yourself, wasn't it? ]}

Captain James Tiberius Kirk, U.S.S. Enterprise.

[bigvessel]

[Honestly, it was a half-assed effort on his part. While he'd never exactly turn down an easy opportunity, it's not really his priority tonight. Still, it's hardly the kind of thing to dwell on.

And apparently he has bigger issues anyway. He catches Kirk out of the corner of his eye, of course he does, even on his way to a very nice buzz, he's the cautious (read paranoid) type. He's going to keep an eye on his surroundings.

But he's not expecting...that particular face when he finally turns from his glass to look at the guy. That smile doesn't do a damn thing for him, in fact, if anything it makes him narrow his eyes a little more suspiciously. Yeah. He knows the ruse of that charming grin. Don't use his own weapons against him!

He shakes his head and turns back toward the shot glass in front of him, eyes narrowing as he wonders if there's some sort of hallucinogen in the liquor. Don't talk to it. That'll just give it power, right? Or something. So yeah, he's fully intent on ignoring that until-

Captain Kirk, really? And he turns an incredulous face on the guy.]

Are you nuts?

[God, he hopes he isn't talking to some projection of himself right now.]

[universal_charm]

Not quite the reaction I was expecting.

<sub>[ Come on, the man had to be a little curious, right? Though, Kirk had to admit that even he was rather shocked to be facing someone with his face. It once again brought up the notion of other worlds, of other hims, though something about this... other him didn't quite sit right, left him feeling that this was not another Jim Kirk from another dimension. But what the hell did he know? Who knew how screwed up certain time lines could be, right?

Ugh, stop it, he was going to bring on the headaches again.

He dropped his hand and motioned for the bar tender to get him a shot too. ]</sub>

I've asked myself that a lot the past few days, and so far I've decided on 'no'.

_{[ A pause as he throws back his shot. ]}

Please tell me your name isn't Jim Kirk too.

[bigvessel]

No? What kind of reaction were you expecting? You stole my face man. [That's like a punchable offense just out of principle.

He watches the interaction closely between the bartender and the guy and that at least settles the matter about the guy being a hallucination.

Real then. Okay.]

Hey. Hey. [He's talking to the bartender and he waves until he's got the man's attention.] His shot is on him, okay? Same faces not the same tab.

[Sorry facetwin. He's worked too damn hard for his money to piss it away on you.]

No. But that's probably because I'm not William Shatner. And neither are you.

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[beardstrokes]

[ Oh, dear. Obi-Wan sees all types when he works here, but this might be a level of incompetence even he rarely deigned to witness. He rolls his eyes quietly as he tops off the man's glass for him subconsciously. His senses flitted through the bar, hoping to pick up chatter that would prove handy later.

He slides the glass back to him carefully. ]

Try not to waste this one on a bad pick up line.

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[bigvessel]

[He takes the filled glass with an appreciative hum, but turns his attention toward the bartender at that little jab.

Hey, insults don't get tips buddy. Still, he can't help but give a loose smirk.]

Yeah? Well, I'm all ears if you've got any better ones.

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[beardstrokes]

[ He quirks an eyebrow at him as he cleans the counter. ]

And have you destroy my good work? Force forbid.

[ Besides, Obi-Wan's tastes lean more to the refined, the polish of the cities. ]

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[percolates]

[Ciri squints at the screen. And then squints a little more. Sounds like, looks like, says he's a captain of something--but it's not Kirk. Probably. Unless the man hit his head.

Entirely ignoring everything he's said, she speaks up:]

Has anyone told you that you've a twin?

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[bigvessel]

[Hello, squinter mcsquinter. He arches a curious brow, not exactly sure what she's trying to see here.

He never would have guessed he was being inspected for...twinness.]

Um. [A confused pause.] No. I can't say that I have. Mostly because I...don't. Single child, with the whole syndrome and everything, right here.

[percolates]

Well, then there's a man here that can easily pass as your brother--or you, in fact. [Her green eyes take in the image on her screen. The hair's a little different, and the expressions in a way, but he really could pass as Kirk.] You could swap clothes and no one would be the wiser.

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[precedented]

What a depressing train of thought. You've clearly been acclimatizing to your new surroundings.

[ Leto seems pretty nonchalant about the idea of murder and drama. But he came from Aather, a place where winning back your memories often involves a lot of pain, murder and drama. Compared to that, this was nothing. ]

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[bigvessel]

[Oh, hey Leto, buddy ol' pal. He gets a grin he reserves for people he knows before he shakes his head.]

It's the shuttle driving, man. Too much time to think. I don't know how people just drive for a living without going insane. How are you doing, man?

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[precedented]

Not going insane and not being depressed. So that must mean I'm one up from you already.

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[mucked]

[ well good golly miss molly. it seems as though the other agent scrubs up well enough. peggy probably isn't far away -- and yet she restrains her reaction to the video line all the same. ]

Once. [ should she even be admitting to this? ] But making a proper challenge out of a shuttle race is a bit of a lost cause when you don't have a pilot augment. I lost, I'm afraid.

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[bigvessel]

[He grins a bit to see Peggy. He's aware she's probably nearby, but he won't comment on the fact they're playing phone in the same house.]

You-you know, you're just gonna have to stop before you reach a level of perfection that I just can't compete with. [He's teasing. Mostly. But that she races is just one more reason to like her, really.] I'm sure you gave them a hell of a challenge even without one. Was it fun?

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[mucked]

It might have been more enjoyable had I any control over the steering mechanisms. [ ... ] As competitions go, it wasn't all that exciting.

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[firstrebel]

[ Okay, so someone's already covered the "you have a twin" thing, so Hera is going to leave that for now, but wow, that's weird. ]

I don't think people need to be having sex or killing each other for there to be drama. Also, please don't race the shuttles, especially if you don't have a pilot augment.

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[bigvessel]

[It's really weird. Thanks for not touching that, Hera.]

Well, not always. That's why I gave it it's own category. [And he gives her a knowing smirk.] But you gotta admit, a lot of people drag drama into sex. I prefer mine without it, though, personally. ...what's your stance on it?

And I'm just...asking. [Lie. It's totally crossed his mind.] But I do have a pilot augment if it makes you feel a little better.

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[firstrebel]

[ Oh, he's one of those. ]

I think I'll keep my stance to myself for the time being.

...but no, it doesn't, actually. Have you ever flown in space before you arrived here?

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[onlyanapple]

There's plenty of sex if you know where to look.

...

Drama too, actually. Though that usually goes hand in hand with the sex, as is its nature.

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[bigvessel]

Only if you let it. [There are ways to avoid drama. Just his usual techniques probably won't work too well in space where there's nowhere to run.]

So, don't have a problem having sex with the idea of some mysterious audience watching?

Video

[onlyanapple]

On occasion, those things can get out of your hands.

[Running is the best way to solve anything, honestly.]

Of course not. I still want my fun, and it gives me very good ratings.

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[theshabbiestofmen]

You've worded that very dangerously, unless you're rather game to be making up for the lack of sex violence et all that hasn't been happening. And yes, I believe a few people have tried racing. I don't know why, it seems a spectacularly stupid thing to do, but there you have it.

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[bigvessel]

WHy? Do you think people are going to come hunt me down to fight or f-...have sex?

[Though he doesn't look all that concerned at the prospect.]

Hm. Not the adventurous type, I take it?

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[theshabbiestofmen]

I don't think they'll hunt you down, but you're opening people up to proposition you. And I'm adventurous enough. Simply not suicidal.