( open ) I won't even wish for snow

[winscenario]

Who: James T. Kirk 2.0 & YOU!
Broadcast: No
Action: Yes, planetside
When: throughout December


▹▹ ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS

[ Jim hasn't been in the fleet long, and hasn't really gotten to know a whole lot of people, but still, he jumps at the idea of gift giving. Even if he only gets presents for a handful of people, it'll still be worth it. And of course, this is the first year he celebrates Winter or any sort of Christmas-like season with Victor, so that asks for something a little more special too.

Dressed in winter gear from head to toe (including a beanie, gloves and a thick scarf), Jim strolls through the streets, carrying a few more bags as the day goes on. He's easily lured closer to some of the street stands, and he takes a break every so often for a tasty snack or a hot drink. Otherwise he can be found in a variety of stores, possibly looking like he's having an internal struggle about two different presents for someone, or maybe struggling with the bags he's carrying when it draws nearer the end of the day and he's carrying far too many presents. Oops. ]

▹▹ LET IT SNOW

[ Winter is definitely not Jim's season. He likes warmer and sunnier weather for sure, but still, he doesn't get really grumpy about it, and the novelty of snow holds at least some charm.

At some point he decides to indulge, because why not? He'll be strolling straight through the snow, feet sinking into the deeper parts, grinning and chuckling even though he's probably getting soaked all the way up to his knees. He'll also try to build a snowman, though that proves to be far more complicated than it looks in movies and TV shows. He keeps trying, but for the life of him he can't figure out how to get the snow into a round shape, and he groans when his latest attempt just falls apart and turns into a pile of snow instead. ] Oh, come on! How can this be so hard?

▹▹ BABY, IT'S COLD OUTSIDE

[ Exploration and hiking will always hold a special place in Jim's heart. Maybe not so much on this planet, simply because of the temperatures, but he does have a very specific destination in mind: the hot springs.

The walk is a little long but absolutely worth it, Jim decides as soon as his eyes land on the surface of the glowing water. Grinning already, he strips down and hops into the water quickly, where the scars of stab wounds on his stomach are well hidden, and the bite mark going around his arm, shoulder and chest only show partially.

He sighs in relief and absolute delight, his whole body relaxing as he leans back, head resting against the edge, eyes closed. He can already feel his muscles unwind, a well-deserved rest after that walk. ] Now, this is the stuff.

Comments

[cajunspice]

[Remy chuckled happily at Kirk's response as he let one of his hands move through that wonderful glowing water. It was tempting to take some back with him, though he was guessing it may not keep its glow once outside of it's environment.]

Yeah, it does help to match up to what people want from back home, or as close as we can get. Still tryin' to find mead for those who were wantin' it.

Thing be, it really shouldn't make sense. With how big this all be, we shouldn't be comin' 'cross stuff that tastes like bourbon or vodka. Shouldn't be the same stuff here that makes up drinks that Earth got. Or maybe there be only so many make ups of plants in the universe. [Also, Remy may not be up on advance sciences, but he did love himself some sci fi. And this... was all just sci fi brought to life for him.]

[winscenario]

[ Jim had to admit he'd thought about that too. Still, having a small sample wouldn't have been the same as seeing it as a larger body of water, so he'd rather stay with his memories and the few pictures he managed to take. ]

No, it's still... weird. Even in our corner of the galaxy, we saw a myriad of different liquors, with different appearance, taste, and manufacturing process. Oh, do the drinks have the same names, too? Beer, scotch, wine...? Because if that's the case, then it can't possibly be a coincidence.

[cajunspice]

For the most, non, it ain't. Though I think some of it does get that way with the translator, like the categories of it with wine 'nd spirits 'n the like, just not the unique names of brands or types.

Not that 'm complainin', always nice to get hands on a good scotch when I can, so glad to find don't have to do without that. [Then a chuckle.] Or a cheap scotch when just drinkin' to get drunk, rather than savorin' one.

[winscenario]

Hmm. That does make some sense. About the translator, I mean.

[ Still. Wine implied that there were grapes of some sort, and that the people here also thought of the same way to treat them to make an alcoholic drink out of them. Either that, or there were connections to Earth that they couldn't even begin to fathom or explain. Not when they were so far away from home. ]

Guess I still have some catching up to do on drinks around here. You should give me some suggestions, sometime. On the good stuff, preferably, I don't really drink to get drunk anymore.

[cajunspice]

Something out of this all should. [Because... it all really didn't make any sense at all.]

Ah, funny ya should mention that, [As he said this, Remy twisted and half pulled himself out of the spring, reaching back to grab the bag he had brought with him for the trek.] I had made up some hot chocolate for the trip, 'nd of course, added alcohol. [Again, for him and Jim, but he was sure his lover wouldn't mind him sharing.

And even if he did, too bad. There was plenty to go around.]

[winscenario]

[ Jim perked up when Remy turned in the water, glancing back to try and see what Remy was digging out of his back. He couldn't help a soft chuckle when he explained, and with a purse of his lips, he lifted a shoulder. ]

Sure, why not? Sounds delicious. [ He waited until Remy was settled back in the water again, peering at the bottle. ] Assuming you're offering to share, that is.

[cajunspice]

'm not that much of a tease. [A bit? Sure, but he wasn't going to bring it up then not offer a cup.

Pulling the top cup of the thermos he had brought while on the planet (ice planet, it made sense they would have ways to store hot drinks) he poured Kirk a drink before offering it over to him.] 'nd don't worry, I didn't go over board on the alcohol. Want to add to it, not risk drownin' from gettin' drunk. [Water and alcohol did not mix.

Both being in the water, and watering down drinks.]

[winscenario]

Yeah, just a little.

[ Jim narrowed his eyes a little, smiling playfully. That much he could figure out about Remy, even when he knew him only for a short time.

He accepted the drink with a thanks, tipping his head before he brought the cup to his mouth and took a small, tasting sip. ] Mmm, that's good. Not that I'm surprised. You're good at mixing drinks.

[cajunspice]

Merci. [Remy replied as he poured himself a cup, leaning back up to settle the thermos back on the ground behind him before settling in the water again.] Though only works when can get hands on decent 'ngredients. The supplied food rations ain't that great, not exactly like we got Replicators on board. Those would be great. [Wait, what era did those come in to the show? Did Kirk already have them? Sure, Remy had gotten some information from Jim, normally in the form of his stories, but not enough to satisfy Remy's want for more knowledge of the Enterprise.]

[winscenario]

[ He tipped his head at the thanks, nursing his drink slowly, taking small sips just to warm himself up without downing it all too fast. ]

Guess that's all the more reason to stock up during these stops then, right? Not that I'd know what to do with those ingredients, honestly. I'm a terrible cook. [ He was learning very slowly before coming here, but he was still far from passable. ] Replicators would've come in handy, true. Deep space travel without that kind of alternative makes things very difficult. Limits our options greatly.

[cajunspice]

Ahh, I was never given a chance not to. M' Tante made it so all kids that went through her house could take care of themselves, 'ncludin' cookin'. Plus it kinda a must know with the South, so much of our stuff be centered 'round food, hein?

If ya ever feel a want to learn, be happy to share some of m' knowledge. Ain't like don't have access to a decent size kitchen to try it out. [A bit of a smirk with that as Remy rested his arms back up on the edge of the pool, leaning back against the wall of it.]

[winscenario]

Mm, my best friend's from the South so I know what you mean. [ He tipped his head slightly. ] But I did have the advantage of replicators, so I never had any real need to learn.

[ Advantage or handicap, as it so happened. Now, Jim really wished he knew how to cook. Which was why he perked up visibly at that offer. ]

Really? Well, I'd like that a lot. I've learned some basics, but there's a lot I still don't know.

[cajunspice]

Some come with time, some come with experimentin', 'nd some come with someone standin' over ya with a rollin' pin 'n threatenin' to smack ya hand with it if ya don't put dishes in the sink once ya done. [A bit of a smirk at that last one, clearly a very situational one and not at all aimed at Kirk.]

Ya always welcome to pop 'nto the Bar when 'm workin' then, though maybe not durin' one of the meal rushes, hein? That or at the Twin Roses, I do keep a collection of stuff there to cook with as well.

[winscenario]

Can't say if I'm glad or sad that I never had someone to do that to me. [ He said it lightly, though. Jim didn't really feel like he was horribly lacking because he couldn't cook, though he had to admit that it had proven to be a far more useful skill since he arrived in Riverview. ]

Alright then, I'll take you up on that. And I'll let you know before showing up unannounced, so if you can let me know if you happen to be too busy.

[cajunspice]

I mean, ya were a bit busier with other stuff that I couldn't dream of doin', ya trainin' 'nd all. Plus would hate to think of the chaos of each recruit or officer havin' to make their own meals. No kitchen big 'nough.

[There was a tip of his head in acknowledgement to the agreement as Remy sipped at his drink.] Maybe smart, don't think can get 'way too often molestin' ya due to mistaken identity. [As it was pretty common for Jim to be on Remy's ship. Though Remy had gotten better looking out for that ring Kirk wore.]

[winscenario]

It would be incredibly impractical on board a starship, true. And it'd have made long trips borderline impossible. But it wouldn't be as difficult while back at the Academy. We even had kitchens for the cadets who preferred cooking their own meals.

[ That just wasn't him, though. Before Riverview, he hadn't even known how to boil pasta. Even making tea for the first time had been a minor success for him.

Jim laughed, nearly snorting some hot cocoa up his nose. ] Yeah, and I'm not sure how many times I'd believe that excuse. [ He grinned and winked teasingly at Remy. ]

[cajunspice]

Ya goin' to give me a number so I can aim for 'nd still get 'way with it then? [A bright grin at his own bad joke.]

[winscenario]

[ Jim laughs softly, shaking his head at Remy. God, what a terrible, incorrigible man. Of course Kirk would fall for him. ]

No. You'll just have to decide for yourself for how long you want to take your chances.

[cajunspice]

Good thing 'm a gamblin' man then, [Which in reality was mostly a lie. Remy may say that and make it appear he is, but for the most he will only bet when he knows he will win.] 'nd willin' to take chances.

[winscenario]

Well in that case, you'll just have to take that gamble and see how the odds work in your favor. [ Yes, he was very much aware that this skirted the line of flirting and he was pretty much telling Remy he could grope him again some other time, but well. He liked gambling too, sometimes. ]

[cajunspice]

[Don't worry too much Kirk, Remy understands this language. How that it was flirting, but also just talking. Almost a verbal sparring, happy to find someone who found it equally amusing, able to match it, but also knew it was all in jest and good fun.

It honestly was a mistake Remy had no plan of repeating.] I would say how do I win a bet on this, but I feel this is takin' the metaphor a step too far 'nd is threatenin' to fall 'nto the category of 'cheesy'.

[winscenario]

Well, but that's the thing about bets, isn't it? You never know if you'll win or not. Not always a calculated risk. [ But Jim appreciated the teasing and playful flirting, knowing that he wouldn't really have to worry about Remy trying his luck again. Besides, he did have one Jim Kirk he could grope and fondle all he liked already. ]

[cajunspice]

Ha ha, [It was a sarcastic laugh, though still teamed up with that grin before Remy shook his head and finished off what he had in his cup.] Good thing 'm good friends with Lady Luck then, she tends to like me.

However, think will save that for poker tables or whatever we get like it next stop. Not that ya ain't a grand prize cher, but someone's already won ya.

[winscenario]

[ Jim snorted and laughed, shaking his head. Not that he could talk much. He had a long lasting affair with Lady Luck, himself. ]

Thank you, [ He tipped his head. Both for being called a grand prize, and for Remy respecting boundaries. All the more reason for him to feel comfortable around Remy. ] Let me know if you do go for a round of poker, though. It's been forever since I've played.

[cajunspice]

Have had people try 'nd start up games now 'nd then, been to a few m'self, but nothin' like an ongoin' event. Though have considered it for the bar, maybe once a month or so for those who wanna burn their credits. [It would be nice to get a card night going, even if he wasn't fully part of it and was working it as well. As long as he got to sit in on a few hands.]