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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[ He shifted and rubbed his thigh. ]
Though I would kill for a massage. The full shindig with candles and oil and everything and maybe some wine on the side. Or a cosmo.
[ What? He likes to be pampered now and then too and take care of himself and he's earned it damn it! ]
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[...This is kind of a silly conversation, but it's nice to imagine that might be the case. Felix isn't sure how much faith he actually puts into any of this, but for once he has no real desire to be a downer.
After a couple of seconds, he loops back around to Kirk's first comment.]
I just like all the open space. I guess that's kind of the same thing. The place I was before this one - not home - we had this beach I'd walk to every day. Just to be outside.
It's a good thing this fleet makes contact with so many systems. I don't miss not being able to do that.
[...Mostly not a downer, anyway. He's vaguely aware that he's rambling a little but doesn't care as much as he normally might.]
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[ Kirk doesn't really mind the rambling. It's a nice conversation, and he had to admit that he was intrigued with where Felix had come from. He hadn't had much time to ask him down on the other planet - trying to survive and all that. ]
Where were you, before all this? Somewhere with a beach, obviously. Tropical?
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But it was kind of like this fleet. Less suggestion of an audience, and obviously not in space. But the same idea of people being pulled interdimensionally and then being stuck.
[The Fleet's old hat by now, for Felix.]
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Hmm, if you ask me, I like that sort of beach better. More quiet and less sun and surf, if you know what I mean. I liked the beaches in California in the fall and winter because of that.
[ Kirk sucked his teeth, frowning as he considered that. ]
So there are other places like this uh? I've only heard of two others, but even that is... just to much for comfort.
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The second part, he sighs a little and then nods.]
I actually did a little research a while back. I heard directly about, I think, 4 different places? Then there was one guy who had heard of a whole list of them.
Definitely unsettling in the extreme.
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Four?
[ His eyes bug, just a little, and he resists the urge to have his mouth gape. ]
Christ... I thought one weirdly omnipotent and powerful mystery being was insane already.
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[Felix's tone is...less pissed off than it might normally be when talking about this kind of thing. He even counts them out on his fingers. But still. The look on his face is wry.]
It's definitely frakked up.
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I knew about the prison from Chekov, and Fenris had said that he was summoned to another Earth, but I was never sure if that was something like Atroma or a weird accident.
[ He doesn't have the energy to be pissed off. He doesn't want to give it that kind of energy. ]
That's definitely a word for it. Though... it's not all bad. I get to meet some really great people, because of it.
[ He smiled at Felix. ]
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[To be fair, he...feels like he knows Chekov decently well at this point, but that's an emotional thing. It's not based on talking all that much about the past.
In response to Kirk's optimism, he tilts his head to the side a little and then ends up shrugging with an easy, relaxed motion. Sure. It's not all bad. He can concede that, at least.]
There is that. And it does definitely broaden your horizons.
[Well. His. He may have briefly forgotten he's talking to someone whose space travel experience has been at least more...populated than his.]