[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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[haroldlee.livejournal.com]

Combat-- lessons? Huh. "That's hard to turn down. I'll do that."

Harold raised eyebrows and nodded. "That's pretty wonderful, dude. I was hoping you were someplace having fun. I meant to thank you again, though." He patted his own leg unconsciously, the bundle of wood tied securely under his pants. "For the credits, for the room, everything."

[kirk-george.livejournal.com]

"You're gonna wind up bruised...and we'll have to see if we can't coordinate our shifts," George warned.

"Did some shopping, went surfing, and got attacked by a crazy ass plant," George listed. "Some fun, some not. What have you been up to besides fighting?"

[haroldlee.livejournal.com]

Shifts? Huh. He hadn't really considered that he'd have a shift.

"Fishing. Turns out-- there's this fish on Risa, yeah? If you piss it off? It flies out of the fucking water. Not only that, but if it slimes you, you get crazy, crazy high. You wouldn't believe--" He giggled, cutting himself off. "Also, fucking."

Awesome. Harold was feeling pretty free tonight. He didn't look over to see Pavel's reaction to dropping that little fact; he just grinned.

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

At Harold's comment Pavel practically choked on his third shot of vodka. He coughed a little, smiled despite it all and mouthed an 'I'm okay' with a nervous smile. Thank you, Mr. Blunt.

Still, he passed it off and kept a straight face, observing Harold's conversation with the Kirk legend with interest. So Harold didn't know the man's last name? Pavel'd respect that, he wouldn't tell Harold unless the man asked.

[haroldlee.livejournal.com]

Harold smirked and gave Pavel a kiss on the cheek; he was damn cute when he was embarrassed. "Okay there?"

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

Pavel gave Harold a look of mock annoyance, resuming trying to finish his shot. "Uh huh." He mumbled, shaking his head, the corners of his lips twitching upward in amusement.

[kirk-george.livejournal.com]

"Mine was a plant that got me so stoned I was barely blinking...for two days," George explained. "Not my best fishing experience."

[haroldlee.livejournal.com]

"Oh, man, that had to be trippy." He shook his head and drank some more. "Glad you're alive."


"Listen, though, I'm looking for the Captain, yeah? Need to run something by him. If you see him wander by, let me know, okay?"

[kirk-george.livejournal.com]

"Sure, I saw him earlier," George agreed. "Whatcha need to talk to him about? Hey, you alright, after..." He glanced at Pavel. "You know."

[haroldlee.livejournal.com]

"Was hoping to ask for my own quarters. Needing a place on ship, you know? And I've got something for him. Thanks."


"I'm pretty--" he looked to Pavel, wary. "Good. Okay. Getting there."

[kirk-george.livejournal.com]

"Why don't you have your own quarters? If it's you don't like your bunk mate there's not a lot Jim is gonna be able to do for you," George said gently.

"Not in need of any romulan ale?"

[haroldlee.livejournal.com]

"I just stayed with Hikaru, dude. Unless- that's what you meant by my bunk mate," he said, laughing. The alcohol confused him a bit. "This whole on-my-own thing is new."


"Not today, no. Got my vodka. But I'll take a rain check, man."

[kirk-george.livejournal.com]

"Generally whoever you're assigned as a roommate is your bunkmate," George nodded and then chuckled. "You're with Chekov here...I wouldn't expect you to be drinking any liquor besides Vodka, without him giving you the hairy eyeball anyway."

[haroldlee.livejournal.com]

Harold laughed, and glanced around, realizing he couldn't catch Scotty's face. He thought he'd seen some commotion at one point, maybe--


"Hey, I'll be back in a while, okay?"

He slipped out, leaving Pavel and George at the bar.

[kirk-george.livejournal.com]

"Looks like we're being deserted," George said amused to Chekov, and then look at him concernedly. "How you doing? I know you were on the Farragut until just before it blew."