James Tiberius Kirk (
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driftfleet2017-11-20 11:21 pm
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Entry tags:
- adalwolfe hawke,
- anders,
- anthony j. crowley,
- baku,
- cogsworth,
- felix gaeta,
- felix harrowgate,
- fenris,
- fie claussell,
- howard stark,
- james "sawyer" ford,
- james tiberius kirk,
- kaname buccaneer,
- katherine "kitty" pryde,
- keith,
- khadgar,
- lance,
- looma red wind,
- lumiƩre,
- mon-el,
- pavel chekov,
- prompto argentum,
- psycho mantis,
- sam winchester,
- sayid jarrah,
- sokka,
- takashi shirogane,
- takeshi,
- thor odinson,
- wrath
And Let Us Gather 'Round [ Video + Action ]
Who: Kirk and The Fine People of the Fleet
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Iskaulit, Specifically at the Melting Pot - Note: After the Broadcast
When: After they start heading away from the system
Video
[ Kirk appears on the screen, and probably like many people he looks tired and a bit beaten up. Scratches not yet healed on his face, one even covered with a bandage on his cheek, that sort of drawn look around his eyes after all the sleepless nights and the battles and general horridness. A little to pale, perhaps.
Even so, he gives as warm a smile as he can as he begins to speak. ]
For those of you who might not know, I come from a world called Earth - or at least, one of the versions represented here. On my world, in the country I hail from, we celebrate something known as Thanksgiving roughly around this time of year if I've done my calculations correct. Some people call it Friendsgiving, but it's all the same really.
Essentially, it's a time to a give thanks for the good things in your life, your friends, and your family. In the spirit of that, I've arranged for a gathering at the Melting Pot - a thank you to Jarvis for that. Everyone who wishes to come is welcome.
I just thought we all could use a day, a place, to be together and to just enjoy each other. So I hope to see you there.
Action: The Melting Pot
[ The restaurant is set up to allow as much mingling as possible when people arrive - places to sit, of course, but there's gentle music playing for those who might want to dance and just to give some atmosphere (but not loud enough to stop conversation at all). Food and drink is laid out - things to nibble on rather than the usual feasts associated with a Thanksgiving. Not particularly ideal, but it's what could be managed. Unless, of course, anyone decided to bring something else to add to the spread.
Not a fancy party, to be sure, but it's warm and inviting, which is what Kirk had hoped for. A place for them all to come together and enjoy each other and just be glad they were all there and if not quite completely whole, then, well, able to be there. ]
[ooc: Open mingle! Feel free to create your own starters and do as you like - tis a warm Friendsgiving party for the Fleet! ]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Iskaulit, Specifically at the Melting Pot - Note: After the Broadcast
When: After they start heading away from the system
Video
[ Kirk appears on the screen, and probably like many people he looks tired and a bit beaten up. Scratches not yet healed on his face, one even covered with a bandage on his cheek, that sort of drawn look around his eyes after all the sleepless nights and the battles and general horridness. A little to pale, perhaps.
Even so, he gives as warm a smile as he can as he begins to speak. ]
For those of you who might not know, I come from a world called Earth - or at least, one of the versions represented here. On my world, in the country I hail from, we celebrate something known as Thanksgiving roughly around this time of year if I've done my calculations correct. Some people call it Friendsgiving, but it's all the same really.
Essentially, it's a time to a give thanks for the good things in your life, your friends, and your family. In the spirit of that, I've arranged for a gathering at the Melting Pot - a thank you to Jarvis for that. Everyone who wishes to come is welcome.
I just thought we all could use a day, a place, to be together and to just enjoy each other. So I hope to see you there.
Action: The Melting Pot
[ The restaurant is set up to allow as much mingling as possible when people arrive - places to sit, of course, but there's gentle music playing for those who might want to dance and just to give some atmosphere (but not loud enough to stop conversation at all). Food and drink is laid out - things to nibble on rather than the usual feasts associated with a Thanksgiving. Not particularly ideal, but it's what could be managed. Unless, of course, anyone decided to bring something else to add to the spread.
Not a fancy party, to be sure, but it's warm and inviting, which is what Kirk had hoped for. A place for them all to come together and enjoy each other and just be glad they were all there and if not quite completely whole, then, well, able to be there. ]
[ooc: Open mingle! Feel free to create your own starters and do as you like - tis a warm Friendsgiving party for the Fleet! ]
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[Never mind him. His thoughts were running away.]
Hey, Keith. How's it going?
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That could be cool.
[He gave Prompto a small smile.]
I'm alright. A little banged up, but alright.
You?
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Couple of bruises. I'm okay.
Just glad it's over.
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[Not that Keith was convinced this was all of it, but he was okay with this stage being over for now. They could use the break.]
Maybe we'll be lucky, and they'll skip the third dream.
[He hoped... One of them had to be a fluke, right?]
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Yeah.
...Third dream?
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[Somehow, a loser nobody like Prompto became one part of a world-changing prophecy back home. He's not magical or special or even particularly gifted, but he knows better than to question this stuff. If two of those dreams have already come to pass, then the third is probably on its way.]
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[Keith sighed a little, and then shook his head.]
Hey... I think we're defeating the point of Kirk's party.
[However, the Red Paladin tended not to be very good at lightening a mood. He quirked an eyebrow at Prompto. Care to give this a try?]
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[Food wasn't his favorite go-to, but if his understanding of this holiday was correct, chowing down was a big component.]
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[Keith shrugged a little. Still, it was edible... barely... and better than constant goo of the same flavor.]
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[Said with all the forced enthusiasm he could muster. He had one of the best chefs on his ship and that still only made it just bearable some days.]
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Well, it seems Jarvis is pretty good at this stuff. And Hunk thinks the whole gel/solid thing is complete sacrilege, but he's been working with things pretty well, too. I mean, yeah... there's only so much you can do, but they're creative.
[And, actually, it wasn't a terrible spread of food. They'd worked with what they had, but it was still at least slightly better than just the standard supplies that Atroma left them with.]
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I'm kind of hoping the next planet is actually not going to be the third dream... [He remembered how upset Shay had been when she told him about it. He wasn't sure he wanted to see it.]
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Won't know til we get there. Gotta think positive, bud!
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