driftfleet | It's Party Time [ Open ]

Who: Jim Kirk & You!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Yes, Planet-side @ Alloy Lake
When: Sometime in the evening

While it wasn't broadcasted, between how many people were told and the fact it wasn't exactly a private affair on a very public beach, anyone was welcome to come to this little shindig. Kirk's feelings were mostly that they all could use a break and a chance to relax together as friends, family, teammates, or any other word you chose to assign to the relationships you had on the Fleet. It was a nice break from working in projects too. It was nice to have something to occupy yourself in a creative and useful way, but it was always a good idea to take a break and refresh the brain now and then.

Which was how he came to the idea of a party on Alloy Lake.

He scouted a scrap of land near the water to set up on - beach towels, a cooler with drinks, a mocked up grill to cook some food. He went out later in the afternoon to start with more than enough light to enjoy some swimming, though it would be dark soon enough for certain members to join without being uncomfortable. At which point, a bonfire was built. What? A lack of sunlight is never a reason to stop partying! Especially not with such good company.

_{[ ooc: It's a party on the beach! Make your own starters and have some fun! There's drinks - alcoholic and non - food, a couple of games or make your own, a bonfire later in the night with of course means some kind of smore, swimming, and more. In terms of invite, you can assume you were directly told by Kirk, or told by someone else, or the grapevine. It's open to all, so don't worry to much about it. Have fun! ]}

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[She grins, leaning in as he laughs.]

The taste is gonna move ya!

[Yep, they definitely needed this distraction. Thank goodness.]

[He giggles unfettered by whatever concerns he had just a moment ago. He prefers this - no thinking about all the weirdness between them. Because? He's loathe to admit it, but he likes her. Might not trust her, but he likes her a lot. She's got humor and style and can kick the shit out of things that come at him, and has saved his ass at least once today. She can be a real pain in the ass, but it's all in good fun.]

No no, the taste is outta this world!

Ooh, not bad, not bad. It might even... throw you for a lup!

[What's more fun than fretting about lost memories? Thinking up dumb slogans for theoretical meals. She wishes she could be that free, sometimes- to just shrug it off and forget it all.]

Niiiiiice.

[He sits up, holding a hand up for a high five with a grin.]

Well if you're going with Fruit Lups, then I guess it's safe to show you what I got brewing.

[She high-fives him without hesitation, keeping her hand up afterwards and resting the other over her heart, taking a mock-pledge position.]

I solemnly swear not to steal your shit.

Other than my clothes. I know you've been doing it.

[Because he's been doing the same thing.]

Hey, I'll stop when you do.

[No she won't. And no he won't, either.]

Can't stop, won't stop, goofus.

[He stretches and then yawns.]

But? Maybe after a nap. Running for my life from an underwater worm monster kinda takes it outta me, you know?

Yeah, no lie, I'm tempted by that, myself. Though for me it's less running, more zapping, if you wanna be technical. Might just enjoy the view for a while. [She stretches her legs out towards the surf, enjoying the feel of the cool wet sand against her warm skin. Though, now that he's said it...] ...Want me to find my own spot?

[Last time she kind of passed out on him without, y'know. Checking if he was cool with it. Is it scarier to fall asleep alone or with a quasi-stranger? She doesn't even know. She wants to think she's at least more trustworthy than nobody, but only Taako can decide that.]

[That's....a question. The last time, he'd been too drunk to really think about falling asleep with a stranger at his side. When he'd woken up the next morning, hungover and headachey, he'd quickly wandered off and gone back to sleep properly in his own bed. It wasn't like she'd harmed him? While they slept the previous time, but now he doesn't have the excuse of "I was so drunk I couldn't see up from left."

He sits there a moment, checking his hair and pulling out a stray piece of sea grass he hadn't noticed earlier. It gives him time to think. Sleeping alone on an alien planet would mean he'd just Trance and there'd be no real rest. But going into a full sleep with someone he doesn't trust at his side is a little weird, too. He isn't sure if he can relax that fully now that she's pointed it out.

So he'll do this best and give the only answer he can.]

I mean, you can do what you want, Stalkerlicious. I'm sleeping here and if I end up tossing around and kicking you, you're in the dangerzone and that's your own fault.

[Non-committal. Always the best choice.]

Mmm... so noted. I'll see how hard you kick, and then maybe I'll decide.

[She makes a pointed shift to the right, moving a few inches away from him, feigning caution. She knows exactly how he kicks (or doesn't kick) when he's asleep. She also knows that he doesn't like sleeping unguarded out in the open. For him to even consider it means he really must have had a good day. Surely the least that she can do is make sure it stays that way.

She leans back, arms stretched behind her to prop herself upright, and closes her eyes, relaxing as the afternoon breeze ruffles her hair. He can sleep if he wants. She'll just... take first watch. Gives her a chance to think about some things, and it'll feel a bit like old times, their days out on the road together.

Yeah, the likes the sound of that.]

Like the most beautiful donkey in the world.

[Not the best comeback, but he's tired. She has to be too after flinging such high level spells around. Magic like that can really drain a person, and while he isn't yet up to that level, he's getting there. Polymorph might be a freebie as far as spell slots and the like go, but it's still a freaking difficult spell.

He listens as she scoots over and settles down, ears pricked for any movement that comes anywhere close to him. He's not sure if he can actually sleep with her there, so he listens. Her breathing slows, but not to the point where she's actually resting. Even if she's in a Trance, it should be shallower than that. He barely cracks an eye to take a look at her, making sure she isn't just watching him like some creeper, but she's...sitting watch?

That leaves a strange feeling in his stomach. She's watching out for him while he "sleeps." Every day he learns something new about the Red Robes and every day it's more and more confusing. They're supposed to be enemies - the BoB trying to destroy their hard work, the Red Robes out there trying to stop them, being dangerous or whatever. They created terrible, awesome things like the Umbra Staff and the Phoenix Fire Gauntlet, the Philosopher's Stone and the Gaia Sash. They're supposed to be horrible. The Director had said they were the most dangerous individuals on the planet.

And she's sitting watch so he can sleep without having to worry.

What the fuck was really going on?

Taako let his breathing even out and slow, dropping into a semblance of sleep, but he kept his ears open. He'd rest, but maybe not sleep after all. He has too much to think about that devolves into static.]

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