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driftfleet2017-11-20 11:21 pm
universal_charm) wrote in driftfleet2017-11-20 11:21 pm
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,
- lumiére,
- 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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She smiles warmly up at him, placing her glass down onto the table's surface. ]
Oh, goodness no, I couldn't ask you to go out of your way and do that for me. I'm sure you've been quite busy tonight as it is. But I certainly would not turn a dance down if you are up for it.
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You'll have to forgive me if I'm a bit clumsy tonight, but I would love a dance.
[ His leg could take it if they did quieter dances like a waltz. Anything more and it began to protest, especially around his knee and through his thigh. He held out his hand to Luna, affecting a slight bow on top of it with that charming-cheeky grin. ]
If I may, my lady?
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[ What a charming man. She giggles and places her hand in Kirk's, standing up and offering him a small, polite curtsy of her own. ]
Thank you kindly, good sir. [ She pauses, though, as something clicks in her brain: 'You'll have to forgive me if I'm a bit clumsy tonight' paired with the nicks and scratches have her piecing something very serious together. ]
Are you badly injured anywhere? Forgive me for asking like this, but I happen to be a healer and if there is anything I can do to help any injury you may carry heal faster, it would be a privilege. [ Ever the lady and ever the public servant... you're not gonna get a choice, man. You may as well 'fess up and let the lady work her magic. ]
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No, it's all right. It's nothing I can't recover from on my own, and I am sure there are others with more serious injuries in need of your talents.
[ Was it true? He had no idea. Perhaps. He was sure others had it worse, and honestly he had never been one for getting healing when time and some antibiotics would do the trick. He felt it was the same now, even with as lovely a lady as Luna offering to heal him. He squeezed her hand lightly and gently pulled towards the dance floor. ]
And you can call me Jim, m'lady. Though that leaves me at the disadvantage not knowing what to call you.
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[ Because honestly, no one should have to suffer needlessly. There's been enough of that to go around these last few weeks, enough to last them a good while as far as she's concerned. She follows Jim onto the dance floor with another smile. ]
It is a pleasure to formally meet you, Jim. I ask that you forgive my rudeness, my name is Lunafreya. [ She pauses just long enough to bow politely. ] How long have you been within the Fleet, Jim?
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[ There's a gentle warmth to his words. He does appreciate her concern, and he rather does miss the healerly way of insisting he see to himself. Anders did it too, and he wondered if he half resisted out of habit now than actually not wanting to be a bother or have it seen to. ]
Hmmm, roughly two years now? Probably a few months short, but close. And yourself, Lunafreya?
[ He returns the bow with a slight incline of his chest before reaching to bring her into a light waltzing hold - friendly, but not overly familiar. ]