[Massive Beach Party Thread!] -- [Everyone]

[kirktastic]

Communication to All

Your oh so lovely Captain has reserved an entire bar for our use for our final night on Risa! You can get the position of it from the attached file. Nice little place, tucked up on the beach and right up against the waterline, full bar with everything you can imagine! I'll be seeing you all around sunset!


[OOC: This thread can run as long as we need it too, far past the 'end' of Risa Saturday night. Feel free to post anywhere, there's no order, who gives a damn about how the thread looks, just HAVE FUN!]

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[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Chapel gave McCoy a dirty look for the dancing comment, but before she could say anything, Scotty had woken up again.

She listened closely to their conversation, still trying to figure out exactly what it was that had the young man so scared. She put a careful hand on his sleeve, drawing his attention. "It's all right," she said. "I'll find you some food, and be right back, all right?"

With a reassuring smile for Scotty and a nod at McCoy, she moved off into the crowd towards the buffet.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Mr Scott," McCoy repeated slowly, finishing up. "I'd advise you to stay out of brawls this evening, if possible," he smirked, popping his little tools back into his pocket, "at least until we board tomorrow evening. Oh, and go easy on the booze tonight," he added, ever the hypocrite.

[allmhadadh.livejournal.com]

"I wasna lookin' fer 'at one, sir." But he had the good graces to look mildly abashed. "Thanks."

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Christine returned, holding a plate of party food - tiny sandwiches, veggies and dip, the Risan equivalent of potato chips.

"Here you go," she said, presenting the plate to Scotty. "Don't try to eat too fast, but there's lots more where that came from."

[allmhadadh.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, ma'am." He took the plate, then went to excuse himself to find somewhere quiet to eat. Mostly so he could talk his own nerves back down.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Chapel watched Scotty go, hoping he would eat. He still looked rattled, but she could tell that following him right now would do more harm than good. Hopefully his friend...Harold, was that it? - would find him soon. She resolved to check up on him later, after he'd had a chance to relax and recover from his bout of unconsciousness.