James Tiberius Kirk (
universal_charm) wrote in
driftfleet2017-10-01 02:07 pm
video/action: open
Who: Kirk + Anyone!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes, on the Tourist and Iskaulit
When: Now!
[ Video ]
[ The video opens to Kirk's bedroom, his hair damp from what one would hope is a shower. A small curl has escaped against his forehead. He doesn't look particularly grim, but he doesn't seem overjoyed to be awake either. ]
Good morning, everyone. Looks like I'm finally awake. For those who don't know me or possibly forgot I was here given how long I was alseep, I'm James Tiberius Kirk, captain of the Tourist - but just call me Jim.
According to my first mate, I've been asleep for a month. And I've missed quite a bit, as it turns out.
[ He took a breath, his voice sounding a touch guilty, even though going into a coma wasn't his choice. ]
I would appreciate a check in with everyone, especially my crew - new and old members. And if anyone wants to talk, I'm here.
[ Action - Tourist ]
[ Awake and showered, now he needed coffee. Coffee and a real meal. There had been... distractions, before now. He made his way to the kitchen to see if he could coax the coffee maker into being kind and cooperating for once, and that done he took up a spot where he could look out at the stars gliding by - and hopefully catch anyone else coming and going.
Once he had finished the coffee, he would start a walk around the ship, looking to catch anyone he hadn't already and get a feel back for her. ]
[ Action - Iskaulit ]
[ More than anything else he craved exercise. Whatever Atroma did while they were in their comas had kept off any major atrophy, but his body still felt tight and unused. It was certainly uncomfortable, to say the least, and after being told of what had happened he didn't want to be caught in anything less than prime condition.
So the Iskaulit went to avail himself of the facilities, running long laps and then switching to weights and back again. If he saw anyone he would talk, of course. He might even slide into the bar at some point. Most professionals would say that going for a drink after waking up from a coma wasn't the best idea, but considering what he had been told? He thought it a necessary medicine. ]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes, on the Tourist and Iskaulit
When: Now!
[ Video ]
[ The video opens to Kirk's bedroom, his hair damp from what one would hope is a shower. A small curl has escaped against his forehead. He doesn't look particularly grim, but he doesn't seem overjoyed to be awake either. ]
Good morning, everyone. Looks like I'm finally awake. For those who don't know me or possibly forgot I was here given how long I was alseep, I'm James Tiberius Kirk, captain of the Tourist - but just call me Jim.
According to my first mate, I've been asleep for a month. And I've missed quite a bit, as it turns out.
[ He took a breath, his voice sounding a touch guilty, even though going into a coma wasn't his choice. ]
I would appreciate a check in with everyone, especially my crew - new and old members. And if anyone wants to talk, I'm here.
[ Action - Tourist ]
[ Awake and showered, now he needed coffee. Coffee and a real meal. There had been... distractions, before now. He made his way to the kitchen to see if he could coax the coffee maker into being kind and cooperating for once, and that done he took up a spot where he could look out at the stars gliding by - and hopefully catch anyone else coming and going.
Once he had finished the coffee, he would start a walk around the ship, looking to catch anyone he hadn't already and get a feel back for her. ]
[ Action - Iskaulit ]
[ More than anything else he craved exercise. Whatever Atroma did while they were in their comas had kept off any major atrophy, but his body still felt tight and unused. It was certainly uncomfortable, to say the least, and after being told of what had happened he didn't want to be caught in anything less than prime condition.
So the Iskaulit went to avail himself of the facilities, running long laps and then switching to weights and back again. If he saw anyone he would talk, of course. He might even slide into the bar at some point. Most professionals would say that going for a drink after waking up from a coma wasn't the best idea, but considering what he had been told? He thought it a necessary medicine. ]

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But come on, tell me you missed me. I know you did.
[ He smirked over his glass at the demon. ]
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[He gives a dismissive sniff. ]
I refuse to say anything incriminating one way or the other.
[He absolutely did. ]
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Ah, I see, taking the fifth. Typical.
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There's is a lot to be said about sitting on the fence. You get the best view of both sides there, you know. Really gives you some perspective.
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I've done both sides- for a long time. Both are equally shite, but in different, horrible ways. No thanks.
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So now you're the proverbial Sweden? No sides, watching from afar?
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Picking a side makes it a bit hard to be sitting on that fence pole, doesn't it?
[ He sipped his drink, looking down at it. ]
Actually, I'm glad - you had me worried there for a moment.
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[He arches a brow. ]
Worried about what, exactly?
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[ He raised a brow back. ]
I was worried you were boring.
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Oh, if only you realised exactly how much I know about humanity.
[That smug smile turns into a proper smirk.]
James. I can never be boring.
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[ Smarmy brow arch is smarmy. ]
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Nah, I'm not desperate enough.
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Or you're worried you can't and you'll lose face.
[ It's an obvious goad and he knows it, but his smirk says he's interested to see what Crowley will do. ]
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[He's calling you out on that goading, Kirk.]
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Pigtails? That explains a few things.
[ His eyes flicked down towards Crowley's crotch because yes, yes he did just take it there Crowley. ]
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Felix never complains. That said, I'm not technically anything, I just happen to be inhabiting a male body. So it's probably less of a goad than you were expecting, so sorry to disappoint.
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You still haven't actually proven anything. All I've heard is a lot of talking. Maybe that tongue of yours is starting to tarnish, eh?
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Temptation, eh?
[ He looked Crowley up and down and then ever so slightly cocked a brow as if to say - you sure about that? ]
Trust me, I never need you or anyone else in my ear whispering that to me.
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Oh, I know that already. You practically do my job for me- all by yourself. I'n very impressed.
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[ If they were supposed to scare him, Crowley would need to try harder. His job was literally dealing with aliens, so a few sharp incisors wasn't enough to impress him. ]
And you haven't sent me a gift basket yet for my hard work? So ungrateful, Crowley.
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You humans. Always wanting more. It's like you think the entire universe always owes you something. Not that I'm complaining mind you- it's all part of the temptation deal. You lot wanting all the time.
You'll have to work a lot harder to get a gift basket from me.
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More adventure. More to life than crawling around on the same mudball all my life. More handsome demons buying me drinks and whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
I am very greedy, Crowley. I've never fought that part of my personality.
[ He smirked and sipped his drink, winking at the demon. ]
Better watch our or maybe I try and snatch you up too.
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