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Who: Eris & anyone!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: e v e r y w h e r e
When: after that glorious shuffle

[ It's another glorious day in the mortal realm, or as close to it as one can get when they're adrift in space. And you know what? Eris isn't even bothered that she's been summoned there despite the impossibility of it all. The fleet is just teeming with all sort of calamitous potential. So many people at odds with themselves, riddled with guilt or greed or doubt.

Pawns ripe for her to manipulate and lead to their untimely destruction.

Now that she's no longer confined to the Marsiva Eris can move about freely as she pleases, drifting from ship to ship with a mere thought. The Huntress, Tourist, Red Fish, Blue Fish...any ship is fair game to her and so is anyone. So the big question is...what exactly is your character doing? ]

[ ooc; if you haven't seen or filled it out, here is her permissions! Eris will be creeping and/or flirting on your character like hella if you tag in, be warned. ]

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_{[ And now his eyes definitely narrow, regarding her with open
suspicion. ]}

I don't recall saying my name, Miss-?

_{[ It was possible she had seen him on the network, but even so...
Especially when she verbally rewarded him like a dog. That was a good way
to get his hackles up. ]}

Eris. The Goddess of Discord♥ [ Oh, goodie. Irritation definitely suits that cute little brow of his; Eris can't help putting on just a bit of a show, holding up a hand that dissolves rapidly into spinning tendrils of smoke colour that knit together just as fast so that she's sitting on the kitchen's island. ]

_{[ The movements are disconcerting, but he doesn't show any fear of
them - or really of her. Instead he gives a bland look and the arch of a
brow. If she expected awe she would be disappointed. Kirk didn't much
believe in gods and goddesses and higher beings in general, much less so
someone who called themselves one to his face. ]}

Eris, then. I don't know how things are done where you're from, but knocking is considered polite when wanting to enter someone's home - and this is mine.

_{[ And he was fairly sure she was not put onto his ship: he had see no
new names appear on the roster. ]}

[ She isn't ruffled by his lack of a reaction; if anything it makes her even more amused, because isn't he just the serious sort. It would be so fun to turn his expectations on their end. ]

Oh, but. This isn't your home either. Or your ship... [ She folds in on herself and her visage blossoms outwards again, barely a foot from his face.

Then she taps his chin. ]

That's quite the ways from here.

_{[ Usually not - only when people make their way onto his ship without
his consent. You know - intruding. He doesn't take to that kindly. There's
a flicker of a start when she appears so close, but he holds his ground.
]}

Everyone is quite a ways from home. Even you, Eris.

_{[ He reaches up to try and grab her wrist to put a stop to that.
]}

[ He's definitely welcome to♥ It's just that when he does his hand passes through her like smoke, which her hand and form dissolves into a moment before she's reappeared behind him, leaned over with he hands on her "thighs" ]

Tartarus isn't going anywhere. Besides, I might as well have some fun while I'm out--don't you think?

[ Fun being patting him once on the back of his skull. ]

_{[ He doesn't turn around or lash out at her - he has a feeling she
would get pleasure from that, and he isn't in the habit of giving in to
people that way. Once he might have, but he had learned a lesson the hard
way about letting his emotions take to much control. ]}

I agree, I just ask you do so not on my ship. At least not without asking first. We're short enough on space as it is without unannounced visitors.

_{[ Aka - you have horrible manners, Eris. ]}

[ Some people are such sticklers for etiquette, goodness. ]

Oh, if it's space you're worried about... [ he needn't♥ Eris is flexible like that, demonstrating as such as she waves a palm about in a flourish...and sudden either she is very Big, or Kurt Very Small.

because she's holding him in the palm of her hand now. ]

I can make adjustments.

_{[ If you knew him, you'd know that wasn't true. Only when he was pissed. And he was pissed.

The sudden change in size dynamics is the first thing to get him to start, taking a step back before he can stop himself. He squares his shoulders though, thinking that this has to be some sort of mental trick. Alien species with the ability to alter the mind were not unheard of, and he refused to let this woman affect him - much anyways. Though it is an unnerving thought that she can alter his brain at all. It made him wish for Spock and his mental defenses. ]}

Cute. Unfortunately we don't offer cabin sizes in gargantuan. Not to mention I think you're straining the support struts.

Straining the support struts....hmhm. Now that sounds like fun. [ So don't mind if she starts to do juuuust that. THANKS FOR THE IDEA KIRK, ENJOY THAT OMINOUS CREAKING ]

_{[ Ominous indeed. For a brief second there is the flutter of panic,
but he pushes it down. If she actually damaged the ship enough to cause
breeches she would end up killing him, true, however - this wasn't his
ship. It was Atroma's and he had the notion that Atroma might not take
kindly to a ship being damaged badly enough that its residents suffocated
en masse. It needed them alive after all. So he steeled his shoulders and
waited - either for Atroma to intervene or Eris to grow bored of her prank.
It was a gamble, but he'd made plenty before. Didn't stop the twisting of
his stomach and the nervous sweat on the back of his neck though as he
waited to see if he'd win. ]}

[ It's true that she knows better than to actually damage the ship, but it's worth it to "see" Kirk's reaction to her little game, to watch and know he can't help but react to the threat of it all. It's worth the fun little displays of power as she spread her hands and her finger elongate into the sinewy bits of wings and it really does look as if those struts will give out.

But at the last moment she relents, laughing and she allows herself to shrink. She's still much larger than Kirk, but the ship should be fine. ]

Oh, you're just too easy♥

_{[ He really, really wished Spock was here. He would have the mental
shields, he thought, to withstand this, bring some damn logic to this whole
thing. But Spock wasn't here, so he would just have to figure his own way
out of this. He needed to start with not letting her get to him, keeping
him shoulders set and chin up. ]}

Are you done? The whole 'I'm bigger than you' bit is getting boring.

Aww...you mortals always pout when you're unhappy. [ but if he'd like her to be smaller, she can do that. A thread-like billow of smoke and it's all shooting down towards him, weaving into a form that's only slightly taller than him. Because she likes her men small. ]

Is this better?♥

_{[ He usually wasn't a man given to desiring to hurt others, but he
wondered what a good electric shock would do to this woman, a stunning
phaser. At the least he thought it would stop this mind-messing thing she
was doing, and if her body did move like that... well, he would hope it
would keep the cells still for a little. As it is, he lets his gaze run up
and down her. It really is irritating that she's mildly attractive. ]}

It's an improvement.

_{[ He smirked. ]}

But you're still not my type.

[ Mildly? Gosh Kirk. She'd be hurt if she had any feelings.

But she's still going to smirk right back, up in his space and barely an inch away with her own. ]

Oh, but you're just mine.

_{[ He actually leans in rather than back away. He's glad he's had
practice with a particular race where being rude and unpleasant by human
standards is actually polite and expected by theirs. He flashed her a sharp
grin underlaced with his usual charm. ]}

You might want to work on your routine for asking a guy out then.

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