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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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Plucking the object from Kirk's fingers, he turned it over in his hands, in awe.

His gaze shifted to the shirts laid out. Gold is completely out, he thought.

Blue or red. He leaned over and touched the red shirt. "This one okay?"

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Kirk gestured, "S'why I gave you the choice. Go ahead, change into uniform." A bright grin, "Want you to go back to the party in it."

He turned around and faced the wall.

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Smirking, he changed quickly. It fit nicely. He was somewhat relieved to be rid of his battered shirt.

"What do you think?"

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Kirk turned back around and eyed Harold over slowly, then grinned, "Here." He grabbed the communicator and showed Harold where it sat best, "No phaser for you, yet. You and I are going down to the shooting range soon and I'll teach you about that, kay?" He held up a finger.

"One thing missing." He dug into his pocket and pulled out something that was dull grey, and carefully pinned it to the front of Harold's shirt. A delta badge, just like the rest of the crew, but this one was devoid of division symbol like a cadet's. "Perfect."