Captain James T. Kirk (
winscenario) wrote in
driftfleet2018-11-17 10:49 am
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Who: James T. Kirk
Broadcast: Network - open to all
Action: all around the SS Red Fish + SS Heron
When: Right now, and throughout the following week
NETWORK BROADCAST ▹ VIDEO;
[ Jim's staring seriously at the camera as the broadcast begins, concern visible on his features. He might be easily recognizable to most everyone on the Fleet, but as soon as he starts talking, it will become obvious that he is not the same man, or at least not having the very same memories. Not of this place, that's for sure. ]
My name is James T. Kirk. I'm... not entirely sure how I got here, but for what it's worth, I'm one of the new arrivals.
[ He presses his lips, glancing around. ] This isn't the first time I've been brought to a universe other than my own, but I was wondering if anyone else here has had a similar experience. Coming here from a place that's not your reality of origin.
[ A pause, ] Specifically, has anyone here heard of Riverview, or the Quarantine?
[ He can't help a hopeful look. A familiar face, any familiar face, will be welcome. He's looking for a specific one, admittedly, but he's not holding his breath on that one. ]
Thank you in advance.
ACTION ▹ SS RED FISH
[ Once he makes that broadcast, he'll be exploring his new location, so he knows what he's dealing with. He can be found roaming the ship, poking his head into all the nooks and corners, and possibly trying to sneak his way into off-limits locations, if there are any. Stop him getting into trouble, or help him? Or just come say hi to a not-quite-new face. ]
Broadcast: Network - open to all
Action: all around the SS Red Fish + SS Heron
When: Right now, and throughout the following week
NETWORK BROADCAST ▹ VIDEO;
[ Jim's staring seriously at the camera as the broadcast begins, concern visible on his features. He might be easily recognizable to most everyone on the Fleet, but as soon as he starts talking, it will become obvious that he is not the same man, or at least not having the very same memories. Not of this place, that's for sure. ]
My name is James T. Kirk. I'm... not entirely sure how I got here, but for what it's worth, I'm one of the new arrivals.
[ He presses his lips, glancing around. ] This isn't the first time I've been brought to a universe other than my own, but I was wondering if anyone else here has had a similar experience. Coming here from a place that's not your reality of origin.
[ A pause, ] Specifically, has anyone here heard of Riverview, or the Quarantine?
[ He can't help a hopeful look. A familiar face, any familiar face, will be welcome. He's looking for a specific one, admittedly, but he's not holding his breath on that one. ]
Thank you in advance.
ACTION ▹ SS RED FISH
[ Once he makes that broadcast, he'll be exploring his new location, so he knows what he's dealing with. He can be found roaming the ship, poking his head into all the nooks and corners, and possibly trying to sneak his way into off-limits locations, if there are any. Stop him getting into trouble, or help him? Or just come say hi to a not-quite-new face. ]

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[They made it to Victor's quarters. He gets the door open and pulls James inside. As he warned, it's a lot smaller than the room they had in Riverview. But they'll add expanding it to the list of things to do later.
They don't need space for much right now other than a bed, so Victor pulls them in that direction]
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He also promptly moves with him towards the bed, pushing Victor back onto the mattress once they reach it. ]
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Right now he's all too happy to make up for lost time, even if Victor's the only one who's had to go through that week of being apart. He lies down on the bed along with Victor, chuckling as he kisses him all over, tipping his head with a soft sigh as he lets Victor plant a path of kisses down his neck. ]
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He pauses in the kisses when he gets to the collar of James's shirt. Victor lets out a snort. The blue from his lips has smudged on James's skin. He licks the smudges off one at a time]
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What is it?
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[ Not that he's particularly bothered by that prospect. For all he cares, Victor can mess him up all he wants. ]
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[He smiles, teeth scraping James’s neck, abusing the ticklish spots]
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Aren't you supposed to be showing me how much you like your ring?
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I was going to show you how much I like you for getting me that ring, [ He says, eyebrow raised playfully. He moves his hands between them to stroke his fingertips along the band around his left ring finger. ] How do you propose I show how much I like it?
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Surely you're clever enough to figure something out. Would it help if I got undressed?
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You getting undressed always helps. [ To that effect, he pulls his hands back, letting them rest on his own chest as he waits for Victor to take care of that. ]
NSFW ;)
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His hands slide up and down Victor's torso. He sees the ring on his finger and slows to a halt, admiring it yet again, his heart leaping in happiness. Slowly he curls his fingers around Victor's length, letting them run from root to tip in a testing stroke. ]
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He sucks in a breath, stilling as James strokes his length]
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His hand slides across Victor's cock again, squeezing tighter, and he rubs the base of his ring finger against the tip, the band pressing against sensitive flesh. Leaning closer, he presses a trail of warm kisses along Victor's groin too, nuzzling just barely against the base of his erection. ]
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He doesn't try to speed things up just yet, content just to feel James work the length at his own pace]
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