driftfleet | 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! ]}

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[Keith managed a small smile at that.]

Thanks. I appreciate it.

[And he honestly did. Keith was a terrible liar anyway. He wouldn't be able to tell someone he appreciated something if he really didn't.]

I don't mean to mess up your fun or anything.

[He'd figured out enough by now to know that this was definitely Lance's thing.]

You're not. I wanted to dance with you, and I'm dancing with you. I'd call that fun.

[He smiles right back at him. Honestly, it doesn't have to be anything fancy, indeed. Just a little moment like this is enough fun for him.]

[Keith looked a little relieved at that, and then nodded.]

Okay.

[He slid into a comfortable silence with that, and just followed Lance through the dance at this point. He was still a little stiff, but it wasn't nerves as much anymore. He slowly got used to it. Though, he did still keep his head a little lowered. It had been different on the balcony of that wedding hall. Even if they'd been spotted anyway, it had felt more private at the time, and less like other people were looking at them.]

[The two of them dance a little longer, but Lance doesn't keep him there too long. This is enough. Eventually, he steps away, tugging Keith off of the dance floor and to a place where they can sit.]

You know, this whole Thanksgiving thing... I guess it's a good time to tell you. Thanks, I mean. For being you, as infuriating as you get sometimes.

[Keith gave Lance a curious look in response as they walked over to a table.]

You are?

[He settled himself carefully into one of the chairs, leaning his arms on the table. He was quiet for a moment, watching everyone else before he finally spoke up. He lowered his gaze to the table as he did.]

Yeah... [He stared at his hands.] I'm... I'm thankful, too. [For Lance...] For, you know... [Ugh. This was hard.] I haven't really had much in the way of a family or anything like that. It's... It's good to have. [He had a place to belong.]

You have me. You have us. Never forget that, okay?

[He knows Keith is used to being a lone wolf, but he also knows that it isn't exactly something he loves to be either.]

And I can personally assure you that no matter what happens, I'm going to be a thorn in your side for the rest of your mulleted existence.

[Keith quirked an eyebrow at Lance.]

I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not.

[He was amused, though... so that was a good sign.]

It's the best thing. I'm an amazing thorn that you'll never ever want to pluck out.

[Happy smile!]

[Snrk...]

Aren't thorns usually a bad thing?

Uh...

[Point.]

Well, think of it like this. Roses wouldn't be roses without their thorns. And I'm...beautiful...like a rose...

[Where is this going again.]

And painful...

[Keith smirked. Where was this going, indeed.]

Hah! You didn't deny that I'm beautiful!

[Is that what you're getting out of this, Lance?]

I just said you're painful, and you're focusing on the lack of a denial?

[Still not denying it, by the way...]

Yes. Yes, I am. I'm taking my victories where I can. Choose your battles, blahblah.

Uh-huh.

[Keith was visibly amused by now.]

I would have figured you to freak out over being called painful. [He shrugged.] This is better.

[Yup... that sure was a smile.]

You've called me worse. Plus, I got a bigger win out of this.

[He likes that smile. Another victory, there.]

[Keith scrunched up his eyebrows a little, and then shrugged.]

Okay.

Hey... you hungry?

[He wanted to check out the food. And maybe the drinks...]

Yeah, definitely. All that dancing's left me famished.

[He grins, getting up and gesturing for Keith to follow him to the refreshment table.]

[Keith watched Lance get up and then nodded, using the table for leverage to get up as well.]

It looks like they have a lot of stuff... though, a lot of it's probably made from those weird gels and solids. I don't know how much in the way of actual food ingredients they were able to get off this planet. The locals didn't seem to have much because of the Vieziri.

[Poor Keith... Lance feels a little bad at forcing him to dance, when he's obviously still this sore. Once the party's over, he's helping him back to the Huntress, complaints be damned.]

Hunk still complains, but honestly, I'd rather these weird gels and stuff than the food goo. At least these come in different flavors. Food goo just comes in....green.

I don't even know what flavor it is... it's just... weird.

[He shrugged a bit. He noted that there were definitely some fresh ingredients. Though, using up everything they'd managed to stock up on from this planet seemed like a bad idea. They had no idea what was going to be happening next... long drift... another crazy planet to go with the third dream... Keith was wary. But he was also appreciative that whoever had set this up had been smart about using their supplies.

He grabbed a plate, handed it to Lance, and then grabbed a second one.]

What do you think looks interesting?

[After all, Lance was best friends with the team gourmand... he'd know, right? Maybe.]

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