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Log 002 | Video + Action - Can't Kick Those Old Habits

Who: Jim Kirk & Anyone
Broadcast: Yes, fleet-wide
Action: On the space station
When: Feb. 14 (or any other day you want to work out for the action)

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Okay, so I think I have the money situation figured out here.

We get money by being popular on this "show" and being "ranked" -

_{[ Can everyone hear his continued disbelief of this load of crap they are being fed, but fine he's playing along for the time being. ]}

But we can also get it on the station by offering to do work. Am I right? Which, by the way, just seems like it's adding insult to injury.

So aside from my making a cardboard sign and tacking it up in the space station, I'll set it out here too - I'm generally good with technology and fixing things in general, so if you ever need anything fixed I'm more than happy to get whatever it is you need running again for a fair price.

And if anyone has a recommendation on someplace to get good, cheap clothes on this station, I'd appreciate it. And real food.

_{[ He can only live so long between his uniform and the gray jumpsuit and replicated food items. That buffet on the Blue Fish ruined him to early. There are limits. ]}

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_{[ As he said, he made his way down to the space station to see if he can drum up some business and start earning some cash. He hates being a free loader or being put on charity - he just hates being non-useful in general and he's terrible at sitting around and doing nothing. Besides, job hunting might also come with info hunting, so it's two birds with one stone in a sense. So off to find a job and some food that hasn't been replicated. It never tasted the same, no matter how much the product might say otherwise.

One really should not be surprised to see him chatting someone up, male, female, green, tailed, scaled ,or otherwise. It might be equally common for him to be getting slapped, and there's about a 65% chance of catching him in the midst of a bar fight if you find him later in the evening, or leaving in the company of someone. He did mention he had a reputation to keep up, and everyone needed some outlet for dealing with their situation. This was his.

He will try not to look to chagrinned making his way back to the ships come the morning though... ]

_{[ ooc: feel free to hit him up anywhere on the station as he will literally be going around every inch of it. And by all means, be the one being hit on, or just interrupt his night/morning because he's made poor life choices somewhere along the way! ]}}

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[Maybe Remy was slipping a little of late at the new comers heading their way into the ships, but then again there had been such an influx of late he could be excused for missing a familiar name or face, that and much of his time on the station was committed to 'borrowing' money and items, without being caught. Yet it was one particular evening (really, would could tell in space, right?) when a certain familiar face did show up in the crowd, one he hadn't seen for a few months now. Kirk.

It was a little too much to hope this was the same one Remy knew form Luceti, but it was nice to see the other man around. Even if he was in the middle of getting slapped, and Remy gave a sympathetic cringe at the action, having been on the receiving end himself many a times. Taking up a second drink, Remy headed his way over to him,] Now that, that looked like a real stinger. [Before offering the drink out to him.] Here, might help numb it.

_{[ Alas, Remy, he isn't the Kirk you knew of old from Luceti. Maybe he
might once have been, but if that was so his memories of the place had long
been forgotten, and any trace of wings removed. That, and he was a full
year older now too, and had some inked additions beneath his shirt.}

_{The slap hurt, but he supposed he was due for one. It had been awhile
since he'd fumbled so badly. In a strange way, it was a tiny bit
refreshing. It would get boring if he managed to close everything all the
time, when he thought about it. He glanced over when Remy approached,
giving him a quick once over as his charming smile slid into place, taking
the drink he offered. ]}

Yeah, she definitely had one hell of a wrist on her. I think that one might actually bruise come morning.

_{[ It wouldn't, not anymore, but he liked to pretend he was still
entirely normal most days. ]}

Jim Kirk, by the way. Thanks for the medicine.

_{[ He waggled the drink. ]}

Now, I ain't no doctor, but I have a feelin' ya'll live... 'less the fille got poison glands in her palms or something... in which case, [Letting it trail off into a shrug.

And it wasn't him, no hint of recognition on his face that Kirk knew who Remy was, and it was a bit of a shame but at the same time... at least he didn't remember some of the nastier events he had gone through at Luceti.]

Remy LeBeau, take it ya one of our fellow reality tv stars to join the current cast. [Keeping his tone and words light and neutral.]

In which case I had better enjoy my last drink, right?

_{[ He holds the glass up in cheers before taking a heavy swallow,
enjoying the burn. ]}

You would be right. Newly arrived, actually, so still getting my bearings.

_{[ He turned a teasing smile on Remy, biting the corner of his lip
around a little laugh. ]}

Any tips on how to keep up in the rankings for the newcomer? Not sure how long I can coast on the new boy thing.

[Raising his own glass to match Kirk's it took a moment before it clicked in Remy's mind what was happening.

Was Kirk... flirting with him? James Kirk. Captain James T. Kirk.

It hit him suddenly and hard, both from knowing a version of the man before but also the fact his fanboy self was freaking out. The Kirk he grew up with had a reputation of being a lady's man in the series but it wasn't that far a stretch that he might be bisexual, or pan if you take in how many strangely humanoid alien women (ah, the era of low tv budgets for special effects) he attracted over the years. And considering it was such a controversy over the kiss between Nichelle Nichols and William Shatner when that hit tv, well, there was no way in hell you would get a same sex kiss, or anything else, in that era. But this Kirk, well...

The big question was though; did Remy run with it? Then again, how often did you get the chance to possibly hook up with James Kirk? Would be a shame to pass that by...

Letting his own well practiced smile slip into place, Remy let out a chuckle.] Yeah, goin' to have to get yaself some other title to 'mpress people, I thinks. But if ya wanna chat, sure we can find a table or the like, hein?

_{[ Yes, Remy, he was flirting with you. Kirk grew up in an era where
race, gender, and preferences weren't really all that important. To some
people they were still taboo - there would always be people like that. But
many fears had turned more to xenophobia than anything. For Kirk, he had
always viewed attraction as something to be invited and indulged in - so
what if it was to a man, a woman, or an alien? As it was, on the alien
spectrum, male and female didn't always apply. Some species didn't even
have the concept for gender. So he simply liked whom he liked and left it
at that and didn't think to hard on it. This sort of thing didn't require
hard thought. ]}

Going to help me brainstorm a new title, are you?

_{[ His smile only widened and he stood back from the bar, motioning for
Remy to lead on. ]}

'm always ready to lend a hand. [Leaving that line hanging as he headed towards where Kirk indicated, moving through the crowd to find whatever classified as a quiet spot in the busy bar, but also turning around to keep talking to Kirk as he walked backwards.] May take 'while though, to come up with some 'nterestin' ideas, goin' to need to keep hydrated through this all, ya know, the responsible thing to do.

_{[ Oh, it was always nice to find someone willing to play along. The
booth wasn't the quietest, but it passed for it in the atmosphere as it
was. At least he could properly hear that lovely French-American drawl. He
let his eyes drift up and down him when he walked backwards, laughing
softly, only a little disappointed when they finally sat. ]}

Oh of course. I would hate to have our evening cut short because of something silly like that - and I had hoped we would be very thorough in going over our options.

[While Remy was use to lines, mainly due to him saying them, that last one of Kirk's made his smile quirk up at the sides, it edging towards one of his normal ones than his typical 'flirting' one. He let out a low chuckle at it.] Mon Dieu, not sure if that's smooth or I should laugh, those suppose it is workin' so 'll give ya the first one. [Before a more natural grin was aimed at Kirk. The flirting was fun after all but if it kept going it could get a little joking. And Remy hadn't been lying, he was interested enough that he really didn't need a line used on him to keep him around.]

What 'bout we grab a bottle of something good, but not too strong. I don't wanna wakin' up tomorrow with no idea of what happened.

_{[ He titled his head at the other man and laughed with him. He knew
his line had been potentially cheesy, but that had always been a part of
his charm, he thought. He would never be city slicker smooth, but he didn't
want to be. Especially not when what he used got those kinds of smiles out
of a person, warm laughs. It made for good memories. ]}

Hmm, all right. Go get the booth and I'll be right back.

_{[ He nodded his head towards the spot and changed direction to another
one of the bar tops, this one with wine bottles behind - or what he thought
were wine bottles. He leaned over, speaking quietly to the tender for a bit
before coming back with two glasses and a bottle of a brilliant blue
liquid. He sat down across from Remy and poured them both a bit from the
bottle, swirling it. ]}

I can't pronounce the name if I tried, but I was promised it would set the mood for the evening.

_{[ He grinned and winked at Remy, holding out his glass for a little
toast. ]}

[It was far too easy and far too tempting to answer back to that with 'yes captain', but somehow Remy restrained himself, giving James a smile and wink as a sign he would do as said before heading his way to the open booth. Relaxing back against the seat as he waited the time alone was both a good and bad thing as it gave Remy time to think about just what the hell was going on! About who he was flirting with.

It was great.

His eyes raised and smile returned as James showed back up again, it turning to a grin as he joked.] 'nd here I was worried ya might go 'nd leave me with the bill. [Ignoring the fact that wasn't a real worry and turning his attention to the drink as it was poured out before taking the other glass, giving it a closer inspection before noticing the toast. Chuckling at the idea Remy raised his own glass to clink against Jim's.] Ah, that only an issue if I wanna reorder it 'nother time, ain't a problem for now. [Then taking a sip from the glass.]

_{[ Thankfully, Kirk was having no such thoughts. To him, Remy was
simply a lovely Cajun man whose company he was enjoying very much. He had
never quite heard an accent like that before, and he found he liked it very
much. Not to mention he was handsome with that red hair and that sharp jaw.
And that was really all Kirk needed to be initially attracted to someone.
The playful nature simply reaffirmed his initial flush of attraction.}

_{Jim laughed at the other's toast, watching him drink over the rim of
his own glass. His tongue did a slow roll across his own lips as he watched
the other, enjoying the bob of his Adam's apple when he swallowed. ]}

No, not for now. Hopefully not later either. You did say you wanted to remember tonight, didn't you?

[Remy grinned as he lowered his glass again, taking a moment to enjoy the last lingering notes of flavor on his tongue before speaking.] That I did.

Would hate for either of us to forget. Gotta pick out a new title for ya after all, no point in puttin' all that work 'nto it if just goin' to have it gone in the mornin'. [That was the initial premise of this all, wasn't it?]

_{[ There's a definite arching his brows now, a curious tilt of his
head, and a sparkle in his eye. ]}

A new title, hmm? Here I was content with Captain, but I'm curious to what you think I should be called. Or perhaps you are implying I should earn it?

_{[ He tapped the rim of his glass, lips pulling into a mischievous
grin, eager to hear what the cajun would answer. ]}

I kinda like that title for ya too. [Whoops, did he really say that out loud? Ah well, was out there now and Remy was willing to play along with it.]

Just thought we were doin' this all under the pretense of findin' ya a new title other than 'the new guy', to make sure ya stay fresh 'nd 'nterestin' for the viewers.

_{[ He did and it made him smile a little wider. Beneath the table he
touched at Remy's foot with his own, a gentle tap to tease at him. He
laughed, because Remy had at least remembered his initial pick up line even
if he hadn't. Sometimes they got away from him, especially with the way
this blue wine was buzzing on his tongue and in the back of his head.
]}

Well, I'm sure that would help things. But I like to think I'd get a name for something I've done, you know? Something nice.

_{[ He emphasizes the word and his eyes glitter, leaning into the table
some and smirking at the other man. ]}

Just means we have to get to know each other a bit better. So, Remy, what keeps you 'interesting' to the viewers, hmm? Any tips?

[Draining another mouthful of drink Remy smiled against the lip of the glass at the feeling of that touch against his foot before lowering the glass and moving to rest his elbows against the table so he could lean into Jim's personal space.] I would say ravagin' good looks, but considerin' our viewer audience could range so widely, I doubt that will appeal to all. [Adding a grin to that joke.]

'nd 'm sure if we put our heads together we can think of one or two nice things for ya to do, 'nd maybe afterwards then we can figure out the whole reality show popularity thing, hien?

_{[ Lean away, Remy. Kirk bit his bottom lip, taking the sudden closeness as an excuse to really let his eyes roam across the other's face, tracing the sharp angle of his jaw and cheeks and let himself wonder what that bear and goatee would feel like against his skin. Oh whoops, they were discussing something. A nickname, right. Don't let yourself get distracted, Kirk, it was far to early for that. Patience.

He leaned in towards Remy, not quite close enough for their noses touch, but definitely inside his space. Fair was fair, right, Remy? ]}

Two nice things, hmm? And what might the first one be, Mr. Expert?

_{[ From the way Kirk's eyes traveled down to Remy's lips, he seemed to seriously hope the Cajun's mouth had something to do it. ]}

[There was a smart line to follow up that question, it resting on the tip of Remy's tongue yet with the increased closeness between them it made those words vanish, something much more immediate getting his attention. It was just too much of an invitation to ignore, not when Kirk was giving him a look like that.

Closing the space and tilting his head just so, Remy moved to catch Kirk's lips with his own, keeping that steady pressure for a long moment before pulling back just far enough to be able to speak again in a slightly lowered tone, yet still loud enough to be heard over the music of the bar.] If we countin' that as one then 'm goin' to have to add more numbers onto the list.

_{[ Oh good, a kiss. He had been hoping for it, was sure he would not be rebuked if he had tried, but he was curious to see which of them would go for it first. Remy, as it turned out, but he felt like he had won all the same. The brief pressure was enough to give him the hint of a taste of the other, warm and earthy with a touch of spice. Oh yes, he definitely wanted more of that.

His laugh is warm and slightly rough, tipping his head forward to take Remy's lower lip between his teeth to nip and brush his tongue over. He released and gave a brief suck to his upper lip before leaning back. ]}

Well now you definitely have to, since that was number two.

[That little nip, that brush of teeth and tongue, was both oh so sweet but incredibly teasing at the same time. It just wasn't enough yet Remy had to remind himself this was only the beginning of the night, they had plenty of time left to see where things went.

At Jim's comment he let out a low 'hmmmm' as an answer,] I guess so, but ya know, to do it well, we gotta work out what gets a number. I mean, we determined a kiss does but might have to, [As he swept his gaze down the form of the other man which the table didn't block.] Experiment 'nd see what else counts.

_{[ Oh yes, more than plenty of time. Given that he was no longer beholden to particular duties on his ship he could 'stay up late' as it were. And he had plenty of ideas on how to 'stay up late' with the handsome Cajun across from him. He preened ever so slightly beneath the other's gaze, draining his cup and setting it down with a definite clink. ]}

Hmm, I never pass up the opportunity to participate in an experiment.

_{[ His eyes glittered and he took up the bottle, standing from the table. ]}

But I think we might need to find somewhere a little more private to conduct our experiments, don't you?

I think so too, [However that lead to a good question of where to go to have said privacy. There was the option of either ship yet Remy did make it a typical policy to not take people back to his place, at least it was part of his rules back home. Then again, those were people he planned to never see again, which wasn't a case with Kirk, they were stuck together with everyone else on their ships. Yet there was a certain appeal to keeping his room on the ship his own, as well as the fact the ships did make for very close quarters and he didn't know how thin the walls were of the crew quarters.

Which left one other option.] Ya know, next quarter over got some real nice hotels 'nd the like. Sure they would have a room free at this hour.

_{[ He wasn't surprised at the offer of a hotel rather than one of their rooms. He had his own on his ship, but it was still a cramped space. And while he didn't expect them to be taking up to much of it, some room to tumble around would make the experience all the more pleasurable. That, and it ran less risk of someone walking in on accident and looks the next day. Not that Kirk hadn't run those risks before or gotten those looks, but he was brand new and would rather keep such interactions for later.

So hotel room it was.

He sidled up to the cajun and leaned up to kiss him again, keeping it rather light, but the promise was there in the brush of lips and the caress of his tongue. No sense in giving it all away right now, was there? Had to give the cajun a reason to follow along. Blue eyes shone brightly in the dim bar light as he moved to head for the exit, a certain smug and confident cant to his hips as he walked. ]}

Let's find one that serves breakfast.

_{[ And Remy count interpret that however he wanted. ]}

[Smiling at the kiss, it turned more into a sly grin at the comment, followed by a chuckle as Remy raised his glass to drain the last of the drink in it before getting to his own feet. Taking the chance to watch Jim head off in front of him, Remy got distracted for a moment to think to grab the partly drunken bottle, bringing it along with him. Catching up to the other man he moved to brush a hand against Kirk's lower back as he moved to his side.] Good idea.

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