Captain's Log 04 - It's a Rock Party

[universal_charm]

Who: Jim Kirk + You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes - either on the Tourist or the Planet (this post will be functioning as a semi-overflow)
When: Nowish

[ Hello, fellow Drifters. Today you shall find one Captain Kirk, currently of the Tourist, smiling into the camera - perhaps a bit to delighted for everyone's comfort, so if you know what's good for you turn off the broadcast now. Or stick around. It's really 50/50 with him some days. He clears his throat, for a moment attempting to look serious outside his obvious delight. ]

So, first things first, some house keeping -

For those who don't know, I'm James Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the Tourist, newly minted a few weeks ago. Please just call me Jim or Kirk, though. Any problems with the Tourist or her crew can be directed to me, or if I am not available you can relay a message to my first mate - Fenris.

[ Let that sink in everyone and then think real hard about if you want to go that route ever. ]

Now, with that out of the way...

[ His face resumes its delight. ]

Since we're all sharing what little treasures we've been getting from the planet we're all on, I thought I would join in the fun.

[ He messes with something off camera, and everyone will be treated to the dulcet tones if the The Beastie Boys. Kirk is bobbing his head and every now and then either strumming an air guitar or beating on air drums.

The song ends and his grin is so very pleased with itself. ]

Words to live by, my fellow Drifters. Words to live by.

_{[ ooc: Inside this post will be a section for continuations of planet mingle threads if we have not already started one somewhere else! Feel free to add one here if I miss yours or if you would like to start one since I'll also be putting up the original starters from the mingle. ]}

Comments

[lord_wizard]

[It's bad enough, to let that old weakness catch up to him in public where everyone can see. A hasty exit isn't exactly inconspicuous but he can always hope that no one but the last person to touch him has any idea of why and won't decide to follow him.

What's worse is people he actually knows seeing him fall apart like this and for no apparent reason. His only defense is anger, and he turns to face the voice, his gaze hard as it is wounded.]

Who exactly asked for your help?! [He tries to wave Kirk off, but his voice is too high, his breathing still too quick, and the tightness in his chest stops the tirade from continuing unchecked. A whine of pain escapes his throat and he presses his palms into his eyes and hopes Kirk will leave]

[universal_charm]

_{[ He takes the snapping in stride. He could reactor poorly to it, and the snapping did sting despite his best efforts, but reminded himself that the other was probably in the midst of a panic attack, and being polite wasn't on the top of his list. Let it go, and focus on the more immediate problem which was Felix and getting him through this attack. ]}

I have a habit of asking for forgiveness, not permission.

_{[ He shifted to be more to the side, as if to better shield him from the looking ons of passerby, and not crowd him in. ]}

Come on, breathe for me. In and out. In one, out two.

[lord_wizard]

[He doesn't have the authority or ammunition necessary to really hurl anything that would truly hurt Kirk enough to get him to go away, for which he privately damns the isolation of the ships while he works on breathing.

He might be livid, but he's still doing what he's told]

Powers...damn you...

[universal_charm]

Hmm, well, so far they seem pretty sweet on me, so for the moment you're stuck with me.

_{[ He still keeps from touching him, but he's making the motions like breathe in and out slowly. You can do it Felix, let him help you. ]}

Do you need me to go get you something to drink? Water?