And Let Us Gather 'Round [ Video + Action ]

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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
<sub>[ 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. ]</sub>

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
<sub>[ 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! ]</sub>

Comments

no no, only seventy eight

[cajunspice]

[Luckily Remy was well versed in 'drunk', having many a conversation both in that state and with those who were in it.] I know, 'm just so pretty, hard to think 'nyone could hate me, hein? [Diverting that question for now, though Remy was half sure even if he did give Chekov a serious answer that the man wouldn't remember it the next day.]

you're too kind!

[candothat]

[Even though he is a fairly high-functioning drunk, Pavel doesn't even notice that there's been a diversion.] I was thinking more that you're personable, but yes, pretty also. If difficult to understand. What is your accent? Not French, although you say things in French, which is very confusing to me.

[cajunspice]

Too kind. [Remy smiled at Chekov's confirmation, giving a shake of his head as he took a sip of his drink. No, he didn't need his ego stroking, even if he was joking about his appearance, but it was still fun to hear it said back to him.]

Non, I ain't. 'm Cajun, from N'w Orleans in Louisiana. French more or less a part of life there, can't get 'way bein' raised in a large Cajun family without learnin' to speak it.

[candothat]

[To be fair, Pavel thinks that everyone is rather pretty right now. How did one universe manage to abduct such a stunning bunch of people?]

Ah, Cajun, of course. ['Of course' nothing, this is a new term to him.] Then everyone who is Cajun is bilingual?

[cajunspice]

[Some sort of conspiracy or something.] Ahh, I think it's something that ain't as common as use to be, plus m' family can be tracked back to its roots in France, [Which was far closer than most would expect. That happened when you basically had a fountain of youth available and kept people living easily for over a century.] So I guess kinda kept some of the tradition with that.

I know a handful of other words in other languages, but nothin' close to being fluent like I be with French 'nd English.

[candothat]

Tradition--that I understand. Many Terrans at home speak only Standard because it's simplest to have a common language, but in Russia nearly everyone still speaks Russian unless they travel outside of the country. Language is important, I think--important to identity. Also Russians are uniquely stubborn.

Okay, I have one vital question: how many languages can you swear in?

[cajunspice]

[Remy let a laugh out at that question.] Not nearly 'nough, mon ami, not nearly 'nough. Sadly, most of the stuff I know be more towards gettin' 'round the place 'nd bein' able to feed m'self 'nd get a hotel. But I do tend to run with some of the more 'nterestin' people of a city, 'nd do tend to pick up a bit here 'nd there.

Know a bit in Italian, German, Japanese, Mandarin, 'nd even one or two in Russian.

[candothat]

Oh, you learn useful things. I can see the value in that.

If you teach me a good Mandarin profanity, I will tell you one in... [he frowns, trying to remember which languages he can swear in] ...there are many options, actually, but I promise I can share a good one.

[cajunspice]

Well, I tend to travel for work, so oui, useful normally be more helpful than swearin', 'specially with handlin' clients.

Ah, that ok, [Remy waved off Chekov's memory lapse for the moment, not surprised in his current state.] Ain't no rush, not like we're goin' 'nywhere, hein? Hell, ya keep findin' bottles like this 'nd 'd be more than happy to do a curse tradin' session 'nother time, over a few glasses, of course.

[candothat]

Normally. [He's very amused by the thought that profanities occasionally come in handy in whatever work Remy does. So much so that he doesn't even bother asking what kind of work that is.]

We're going many places... but with each other, so I suppose the effect is the same. Yes, I would happily bribe you to talk to me at a later date when I'm more likely to retain any information we exchange.

[cajunspice]

Ahh, don't worry 'bout that, mon ami, will make sure we do it at a more sober time, or at least startin' it more sober 'nd see where it takes us. I won't hold 'nything ya have said this evenin' to me, except to remind ya of that said idea to catch up later.

Just hope ya ain't regrettin' ya choice of drink the mornin' afterwards.