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

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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

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[He's about to retort that that sounds like his cue to abandon Kirk in the forest, when a loud crack makes his mouth snap shut. He whips his head around to look through the trees. It sounded like a tree branch snapping, potentially harmless, but not always.]

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_{[ Wow, rude, Erik. Abandoning people. Though it's a valid strategy, honestly. Kirk pauses when he hears the snap too, looking to Erik with a raised brow, remaining perfectly still, almost refusing to breathe as he waited for the next noise, some little flash of movement. ]}

We good?

[grandstanding]

[He cuts a glare at Kirk, irritated at the noise and wanting to quell it. If something is there, it would be alerted to their presence. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a handful of screws. He levels his palm and one of the screws floats upwards, before it pings away in the direction of the noise they had heard.

A faint clunk sounds as the screw hits a tree trunk. But what makes Erik's spine stiffen is the following growl, heading towards the noise.]

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_{[ He's used to irritated looks. It doesn't come close to Bones or Spock's and receives those practically daily. His speaking was not going to change the fact that if something was there it had probably already either seen or smelled them or both. Noise was the least of their worries when it came to this jungle as likely everything that hunted in this area did not rely on sound alone.}

_{The screws though - those were knew. His brows raised as he watched them fly off, but he didn't look entirely shocked. He looks to Erik at the growl, cocking his head, raising his brows, and giving him an expression of "Well now you made it mad, thanks". He let out a sigh and looked around them, debating on the tree with the highest branches capable of holding weight. ]}

Hope you're good at climbing. That one looks like it'll be high enough.

_{[ He nodded to a tree about a twenty-foot sprint off. ]}