[HALLOWEEN PARTY!] -- [Open to ALL PLAYERS!] -- [IC Event!]

[kirktastic]

It had gone out as an announcement over a month ago, sent to every padd and station by one very excited Captain. A Halloween party! Must come in costume, must have fun!

Despite the hell that had been going on for the last few days, Kirk was determined that it still would happen. After a long discussion with the ship's quartermaster, along with a small army of crewmen who wanted to help, the largest rec room was decorated.

A huge buffet table had been prepared by the galley and sat spread out, all in Halloween theme. Green punch with floating eyeballs, cake decorated to look like a gravestone, a huge bowl of candy, a holographic severed hand that was scurrying around on the table top. There was even a bar set up with quite an expanse of liquor that had been secured on Risa.

There was a small seating area off to one corner, a huge dance floor, tables spread out for a real meal, and a small corner set up for music.

(OOC: Just like the thread with Risa... this is a party that's 'open' from now until Sunday night at midnight! Go nuts! This IS supposed to be IC, like the Risa party, so keep that in mind!)

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[canadianbill.livejournal.com]

"Lenny...ah." Bill smiled. "Leonard McCoy, the other Jim's Leonard? We do have a lot of Leonards on this ship." He shook his head and grinned. "I'm Jim Kirk. We're, uh...the same, except that I'm a little older, a little more charming, and a little less involved with your son."

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Oh right, I was warned about that. The bigger Lenny, I guess? The one who runs the sick bay here?" She chewed on her lip a bit then shook her head. She'll figure it out later. She chuckled at his introduction. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, whoever you actually are but are currently Jim Kirk." Grinning, she added, "It's a Halloween party. None of us are what we claim to be."

[canadianbill.livejournal.com]

Bill laughed softly. "Very shrewd, madam. Astute of you." He eyed Emma's outfit approvingly. "Let's just pretend I'm really Jim and you're really Wonder Woman, and leave it at that, okay? It's more fun that way."

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

She tapped a few fingers on her chin. "I could've also used my lasso of truth on you. But I guess I'll play by your game...Jim." She grinned at him. "And you are quite charming. But I would never hit on my son's friends."

[canadianbill.livejournal.com]

Bill paused for a moment to laugh internally at the irony of the situation. Not only was he at least as old as the taller McCoy, physically, he was technically about forty years older. Certainly older than the lady he was addressing, and in actual fact probably about two centuries dead in this timeline. Nor had he ever really met Emma's son, let alone befriended him. Still.


"I respect that, Mrs McCoy, I do," Bill said smoothly, inclining his head a little. "It was never my intention to do anything so gauche as hit on you. I'll leave you to your conversation with Mr Green now. I just wanted to say hello."

And with a friendly wave of his hand, he turned and slipped away, back into the crowd.

He hoped she was noticing his ass.

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

After he'd spoken to Ephram, Leonard ambled over to where Bill was talking to a woman he hadn't met so far, and who was dressed as...

"Wonder woman!" he exclaimed delightedly, dropping the accent and characterization without a second thought. Russian spies did not approve of American cultural icons. "I've always wanted to meet you," he explained enthusiastically, then drew her hand to his lips for a kiss.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em smiled. "Well aren't you the charmer as well?" The hand kiss made her smile falter a bit. David used to kiss my hand like that. No. Brightening her smile again. "And who might you be?"

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

He caught the brief moment that she faltered. Damn, hit a nerve accidentally. Better distract her from whatever he'd reminded her of.

"A Russian spy never reveals his true identity," this time the rs were rolled deliberately over the top, although he kept his face perfectly straight.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

She laughed at his heinous accent and her hand want to the folded up chord by her side. "Ah, but I'm Wonder Woman. I have my lasso of truth. And it'll make you talk, comrade."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"I shall tell you a secret then, shall I? This," he waved the replica cigarette in a dramatic circle, "is not truly a cigarette, although I can smoke it," he took a drag of water-vapour and exhaled showily. "The agents of the Revolution are not so easy to defeat for American heroes."

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Is that so?" She unfolded said "golden lasso" and threw the loop over him. "Tell me your name and plans." Em couldn't keep the smile off her face. "And I might just let you go."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"Or you will do what?" Leonard asked silkily.

Damn, but he'd really missed acting, hadn't he?

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em's brow furrowed. Oh damn, what was it that Dad's comic books said? "Or...I'll use my Amazon knowledge to beat it out of you!" Wait, was that even right? She quirked a brow. "Then again, I could just keep you on my lasso all night."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

Leonard raised an implacable eyebrow. "And what makes you think I would mind that?"

He was laughing hysterically inside, really, although his words certainly held a hint of truth in them.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em nearly doubled over in laughter. "Oh I think you might mind quite a bit. Wouldn't your superiors miss you?" She gave the lasso a light tug. "Now what's your name, comrade?"

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"Who says I have superiors?" And then, lowering his voice deliberately, accent smoothing out a little, "Are you sure you know what to do with that lasso?"

She reminded him a bit of Susan, to be perfectly honest.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Oh? A rogue agent, then?" she smirked. "And yes, I've spent some time around country folk so...I would know how to use a lasso. Can't guarantee on the hogtie though." Em chuckled.

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"So long as you know how to make it snap..." Another lift of his eyebrow, slightly more... pointed.

And with a slight curve to his lips.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

She gave him a look. "Who are you really? You look an awful lot like the acting captain." She looked at him warily. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were funnin' with me, sir."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

He laughed. "Leonard Nimoy," he said, dropping the accent and smiling warmly. "I'm one of the displaced actors - the ones that played the other Kirk, Spock and McCoy in an alternate universe. And you are?"

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em gave a chuckle. "Of course, an alternative universe! Why not?" She gave the lasso another tug. "When I'm not Wonder Woman? I'm Dr. Emma McCoy. Just Em or Emma is fine. Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Nimoy."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"Likewise. Any relation to the ships surgeon, perchance?" Leonard glanced down at where the lasso was still looped around his neck. "I really wasn't joking when I said I wouldn't mind you keeping that there all night, you know," he added in the same conversational tone.

He wasn't clear himself whether it was more intended as a warning or not. Hell, she was dressed as Wonder Woman. He could hardly be blamed for the associations that were hardwired into his brain.

[ephram-green.livejournal.com]

Ephram watched the exchange, amused. Emma was obviously not a woman to underestimate. It was Ephram's job to observe, and it probably would have taken him several minutes to realize who this was, and he had already met Bill. Or, he assumed this was actually Bill and not his Kirk-double.

Regardless, Ephram grinned at the newcomer. "Good effort, at least." He took a wild guess, "Mr. Shatner, is it?"

[canadianbill.livejournal.com]

Bill turned briefly away from Emma to wink at Ephram, putting a finger to his lips. "Tell no-one," he whispered, before attempting to distract Emma with another charming smile.

[ephram-green.livejournal.com]

Eyes glittering with shared mischief, Ephram put a finger to his own lips. "Our secret, of course."