It's Beginning to Feel A Lot Like Christmas

[universal_charm]

Who: Kirk + The Good People of the Fleet
Broadcast: Part 1, Yes
Action: Part 2, Yes
When: Monday for the Video, Saturday for the Action

Broadcast
_{[ Kirk appears on the screen, waving to everyone and smiling. ]}

Hello everyone. I know this is rather sudden, but this Saturday I've rented out a space in the Hotel to hold a Holiday Party for the Fleet. It seems that a lot of worlds have celebrations around this time of year, and I thought it would be nice for us all to get together and share them, and just be able to enjoy each other's company in a space that feels less like a sardine can. Even if you don't celebrate anything, please come and grace us with your company.

The party will start at 7, but by all means come as you can. There will be a buffet and a bar - please get yourself a hotel room and not use the shuttles to go home if you do drink, by the way.

So come out and enjoy yourselves. I hope to see you there.

Saturday - The Party
<sub>[ The party is held in a large and spacious club-like space, but it is well lit and there is a mix of small tables and an open area for dancing set up. Music drifts over some speakers, with a pre-selected list already programmed in, and not so loud that one couldn't talk to your neighbor, but loud enough to sway to the beat if you desired. The space is decorated in tones of white and gold, a touch of festivity without really nodding towards any one particular celebration.

A bar is staffed by two of the hotel bar tenders and alcohol is plentifully stocked along with non-alcoholic choices. The buffet ran along one wall, piled with meats, vegetables, fruits, and sweets - everything to suit anyone who might come.

It's time to party everyone! ]</sub>

Comments

[touchallthebooks]

Doesn't mean we should give up. I spent my life training for an almost impossible job but I kept training anyway.

[So he'll keep at this.]

[exothermia]

Of course we shouldn't. Complacency is defeat.

[He pauses, not used to stating such beliefs anymore. It's surprising to remember that he still has them, deep down. Erik extends a hand finally, bridging the gap in conversation.]

Erik Lehnsherr.

[touchallthebooks]

[He can't really disagree with that sentiment. Especially with events on Azeroth recently.]

Pleasure to meet you. My name is Khadgar. [He smiles and extends his hand, grasping Erik's.]

[exothermia]

You as well.

[touchallthebooks]

Have you been here long?

[Kidnapped by Atroma. Time here, an extended amount of time, means there's more Khadgar can try to learn from him.]

[exothermia]

Ah... about ten months.

[Time is a tricky question for Erik, since he left for ten years in the middle. But his answer is well practised by now.]

It will be a year soon enough.

[touchallthebooks]

Almost a year... [He exhales slowly. By the Light, this guy could tell him a lot. Damn him for not smuggling his notebook in this clothes.]

Anything you could recommend I keep in mind?

[exothermia]

[It's a little disquieting to realise he's been here long enough to be considered a vital source of information. How familiar.]

Soon enough, we'll leave this place and go to another one. We're never in the same place more than a couple of months. Don't get too attached to any one planet or location; you won't be staying there.

[touchallthebooks]

[To Khadgar, anyone that's been here before him qualifies a a source of information.]

I'm only attached to home, really. I just want to get back as soon as possible.