driftfleet | And This One Was Just Right!

Who: Jim Kirk + You!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the planets
When: Through Feb (until something happens >.>)

[ video ]
So if anyone would like to join me, I'm going to take one of the shuttles and do a small spin around the binary stars and get a look at them. Nothing dangerous, but a binary star system with three habitable worlds - admittedly two of them with narrow zones, but still - is incredibly rare and I want to take this opportunity to get as much data as we can.

So yeah, I'll be going out periodically, and I would love company, if anyone wants to come along. You will have to put up with me dropping into a lot of science geekery. And that's a warning, not an apology.

[ Duotera ]
_{[ As much as he does like his city life, he finds himself more attracted to the hiking options. It makes him glad he's kept his Star Fleet boots these past few years made for just the purpose. He would go out early in the morning and often not return until late in the evening, but he never went to very far, unless he had a partner. Number one rule of hiking after all - buddy system.

At night he liked to peruse the bars and even partake in some of the gambling opportunities. He usually didn't indulge, but he couldn't resist the thrill of a good card game now and then and the chance to laugh it up over drinks, make new friends. And walk away with a few more credits. Failing that, he loved a good night club. Dancing and the beat? A wonderful way to let loose, and if he recognized you, he most definitely might be pulling you in for a dance.

Naturally he wound his way towards the Crafter's Hall. He himself didn't have a hand or eye for this type of thing, but he could appreciate those who did, and he thought it might be nice to pick up some items to take back to the ships, liven them up. He always did have a fondness for abstract or natural looking pieces, pieces with motion to them. He could be found admiring pieces, and at several points walking out with packages in his arms. ]}

[ Philias ]
_{[ What else is there really to do on Philias but swim and work on your tan? Well, Kirk didn't really need the tan or want one - he could practically hear Bones in his head yelling at him about radiation and skin cancer. But with the security of plenty of sunscreen and the confidence once can only have in tiny blue boxer-brief style swim shorts, Kirk takes to the beaches.

He can be found sunning himself and reading from a tablet, sometimes making notations. Other times he's simply watching the oceans, sipping one of the local drinks, and when he needed to burn off the calories he rose to go play in the surf.

And, yes, he's really trying not to look to hard at the Nunnilis in swim suits. ]}

Locked to Fenris
_{[ Someone has been following him. That much he knows. Ever since he left a shop earlier that day,
he could feel someone at his back. He never quite saw them, but he could feel them. With as long as he had spent out in space, discovering new things and more than once being hunted, he knew what it felt like. Gave him the damn creeps.

He licked his lips and kept on like nothing was wrong, going about his originally planned day before suddenly cutting through the streets, moving at random to try and confuse whomever was following him,
looking for some way to go up or possibly down. His heart hammered and he really wished he had brought a weapon with him as he continued along his path, finally seeing a set of stairs leading up a building and quickly making for them, hoping his follower wouldn't think to look up. ]}

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[Furiosa has spent a fair bit of time here because, as rough as her world was, sometimes she missed the heat. She's walking up to stand behind Kirk and look out at the ocean. It would never cease to amaze her, seeing that much water at once (especially if she could choose not to be in it).

She looks down at Kirk and his drink,] Enjoying it out here, so far?

_{[ Kirk twisted his head and let his sunglasses drop along the bridge
of his nose, blue eyes peeking out from over top. ]}

If Atroma is extending our vacation, I intend to enjoy it as long as I can. Never know when the next storm is going to hit, after all.

Going to join me?

Sure, why not.

[She settles herself easily in the sand next to him.] Sure happy we've got options this time. I've missed the heat.

You and me both. Snow is pretty, but ice planets have never been a favorite of mine.

Drink?

_{[ He held out a spare bottle to her, his reader put away for the time
being. ]}

[She pauses a moment, then takes the bottle and pops it open on her prosthetic.]

Thanks.

[She holds it towards him as a toast,] To options.

To options.

_{[ He laughed and clinked his glass to hers. ]}

And keeping warm.

To keeping warm.

[She takes a drink, and looks out over the blue water.] You go in yet?

_{[ He nodded. ]}

A few times. It's cooler than I would have expected, to be honest, so it makes for a nice refresher.

_{[ He glanced to her. ]}

I'm guessing you've kept your feet dry?

[She nods, a wry little grin.]

Pretty much. I've gotten some swimming lessons, but that was in a contained pool.

Still not used to seeing that much water in one place.

You want to try going in?

_{[ He nodded at the water. ]}

I'll hold your hand. Or, you know, maybe a towel we're both holding on to - whatever you're comfortable with.

[She looks at him for a long, quiet moment, then looks out at the water. Now was as good a time as any. The weather was calm, there were shallows before it dropped off (presumably), and while Kirk hadn't reached Max levels of trust, she didn't doubt his willingness to ensure her safety should something go wrong.]

[Without a word, she removes her boots, then after a breif hesitation unfastens and drops her prosthetic as well.]

Lets just see how far we get.

_{[ Oh. All right. He's surprised she agreed, but, well, if she wanted
to. He set his drink down and stood up, not reaching for her hand, but his
own was hanging down if she wished to grab on to it. He smiled
encouragingly at her. ]}

Just go in as far as you're comfortable with. There's no surprise drop or anything.

[She nods, and starts to head out. She won't reach for his hand yet - not while the water isn't lapping much farther than her ankles. The resistance of the water as it gets deeper, and the sand as her feet sink into it, is a new experience and she's not exactly sure how she feels about it.

Still, there had been that planet that was entirely water; it wouldn't be a bad idea to learn how to maneuver in it.

It's up to her thighs when she steps into a little sinkhole, jolting deeper than she'd expected and her right hand instinctively shoots out to grip at Kirk's arm for balance as she halts. Definitely nothing like the smooth bottom of the pool she'd practiced in.]

_{[ Kirk braces when she grips him, reaching out to take her forearm and
help bring her back up. He doesn't panic, his motions and smooth and
controlled as he helps Furiosa find her feet again against the waves.
]}

You okay? The sand can give now and then, but it's all right. If you want to go back a bit more, we can.

_{[ Letting her know she still had full control of the situation, he was
merely a support structure. ]}

No, it's fine. I got it.

[She's not one to back away from a challenge, and learning anything means a few missteps to start, so she's not backtracking. She keeps hold on Kirk until she feels she's steady enough and pulls away as she steps further in.]

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