[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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[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Since he had come up with an idea for a Halloween party, Kirk had known what he wanted to go as. Maybe it had been a huge influence from Risa, Uhura-Nyota-getting him to sing. So he had begun to practice.

The more he looked in the mirror, though... the more he was sure it was the right choice for the party.

In the room, the quiet music that had been playing died, and a new music came on. It was pumped loud, and the room went dim.

Someone started to sing,

Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses ...

Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it - tremulous and tender
Turn your face away
from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away
from cold, unfeeling light -
and listen to the music of the night ...

In a very well fitting tux, all edged in red, hair slicked back, and the traditional mask set in place on his face, Kirk stepped out into the room.

As he continued, he moved through different people, remembering how he had carefully practiced in his rooms when he had a chance and Bones wasn't there.

Though... he did make sure to walk up to Bones at the very end,

You alone can make my song take flight -
help me make the music of the night . . .



James T. Kirk didn't like to do things half-assed.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Nice costume," Bones told him, enjoying the sight of Kirk entering the party, his old swagger back. He wondered how much of it was real and how much was Kirk bullshit. Either way, people got to see their captain, and that was what was important.

"I can't help but noticing, darlin', that I'm nearly naked here while you're covered from head to toe. That seems very wrong, Jim," he chuckled low as he stepped closer to Kirk, feeling better with a couple drinks in him.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Bones looked fucking hot. He wondered if he could get Bones to stay in costume when he dragged him back to their quarters. Kirk slid in close and wrapped an arm around Bones, pulling him into a kiss just for a second. He gave a wide, lazy grin. "You... You're just lucky this is a public place. And even that's barely stopping me."

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

The public kiss surprised him a little, but in a very good way. "You're lucky I even made it here. Almost didn't come."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"I would have been pissed if I had done all that practicing and you weren't here for it." Kirk pointed out, smirking.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"You need to thank your brother," Bones told him. "Practically dragged my here by my dyed hair."

"The song - fuckin' amazing, Jim. You're good at that, you know," Bones said, taking a step closer to Kirk, close enough to whisper in his ear. "Maybe sing it to me later, when its just us?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

A shiver passed straight through Kirk and he nodded, "Mmmfuckyea..." He reached up, sliding a hand through that crop of blond hair. He studied it, then grinned, "Fuck, Bones... you look kinda good as a blond."

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"You like the hair like this?" Bones grinned, flexing his naked chest at Kirk. His smile fell just a little, became more feral. "You remember what this is gonna cost you right?" he asked.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk slipped a hand up Bones' chest, fucking loving that look. "Yea. And oh yea, I sure as fuck do. Twenty-four hours, all yours."

[canadianbill.livejournal.com]

Bill regarded the younger captain from a short distance, admiring the perfect lines of his tux. He wondered whether it had come out of the replicator. If so, those things were better than he'd given them credit for. He wondered whether Kirk could be fooled.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk glanced up and saw Jim looking across at him. He grinned back and walked over towards him, knowing he looked damn good and playing it up. "Hey there, handsome." He winked.

[canadianbill.livejournal.com]

So far, Bill thought, so good. But the thing was - this man was Kirk, too. Bill hoped there wasn't any kind of obvious innate link that he'd be found lacking in, and took a deep breath.

"Hey, sexy," he returned, smiling easy and golden.

Shit, would Jim say that? Should I kiss him? This was so much harder than it had felt with everyone else.

"That tux looks good on you," he said smoothly. "I bet I know a place it'd look even better, though."

Jim Kirk, he decided, could surely get away with that line, even if he was the last man in the universe who could.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Sexy was definitely a new one from Jim. The flirting, on the other hand, wasn't. Two could play at that game.

Kirk glanced around briefly before stepping forward, sliding an arm around Bill and pulling them together. "Oh yea? Tell me all about it." He grinned smoothly, his voice a purr. These were two people who fucked within a short time of knowing each other, so it didn't seem odd to him.

[canadianbill.livejournal.com]

Now, Bill had always known Jim Kirk was fast. Hell, the man was fabled. But, holy Christ, it seemed he actually did move faster than the speed of goddamn sound in two separate universes.

Ah, well. For the glory of the game, Bill could not show fear now. He smirked back at the captain, taking the lapels of his tuxedo jacket very gently between finger and thumb of each hand, and running his hands down to where they tapered, as if testing the fabric. "I thought my bedroom floor?" he suggested, airily.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Mm..." Kirk licked his lips slowly, reaching up with a hand and sliding it behind Jim's neck. He pulled Jim down into a quick kiss, murmuring, "Maybe.. you'll get to test to see where it looks better."

He tilted his head, brow quirking.

[canadianbill.livejournal.com]

Bill still wasn't actually all that used to kissing guys. There was Len, obviously. And then there was Jim, but he didn't really count. So being kissed by this person who was neither his best friend of forty years, nor his double, felt slightly odd. Thing was, it obviously wouldn't feel odd to Jim, who'd clearly had at least twenty years' practice kissing anything with a mouth. Besides, flirting was flirting, right?

Eh.

Carefully, he said, still smirking, "Why, Captain. Is this really appropriate behaviour for a public venue?" He put his lips to Jim's ear, and breathed, "After all, it might be bad for the command image, if people knew you were so willing to hang up that beautiful suit on my floor, wouldn't you say?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

...Fuck Jim was good at that. Kirk slid his hands down and grabbed that very familiar ass, grinning as wide as a Cheshire cat. "Made sure no one was looking specifically at us. And trust me, they probably saw worse back on Risa. Or during the academy."

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim had rolled his eyes as the music had played--at least one difference between them was that he'd never have made such a flashy entrance that wasn't completely dependent on his on Kirkiness for effect. Still. He had to admit it was effective, and the mask both practical and sort of sad. All things considered.

When things had died down a little, Jim wandered up to find Kirk. They needed to talk--reconnect, as it were. Unless, of course, Bill had already reconnected for him.

"Evening, Captain," he said, smiling. "Your costume, ah, brings me back. I suppose that's one of what they'd call the classics, in the future."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk looked to Bi--no, this was Jim. He slowly eyed Jim up and down, thinking the man looked damn fine in that suit. "I love the classics, even if I don't own that many." He sleeked a hand down over his tux. "It was this or I was coming in a dress."

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

It was a fair guess that Bill hadn't completely fooled Kirk, but Jim decided to play along, for now. No sense in letting Bill have all the fun. And Jim was a little more comfortable, knowing he wasn't really operating under false pretenses.

He tried on a lascivious smile he had definitely seen Bill wear. "I could help you with that," he said. "The classics part, anyway. I guess I qualify, at this point."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk liked that smile on Jim. "If you qualify as a classic... must be like wine. Only get finer with age." The cheesy line was delivered with a wink, making it that much more silly.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim laughed at the backhanded compliment. Not to mention the ridiculousness of the line itself. "I guess you'd know," he said, leaning in and lowering his eyes slyly. "You and Jim Kirk seem pretty... close. The old one, that is."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Mm, nothing old about him." Kirk grinned, appreciating those lowered eyes with their impressively long lashes. "Can't get much closer unless him and I were bonded like Vulcans." He was definitely teasing, but wanted to play it up.

"I heard you and Leonard seem... close." Another saucy wink and an almost perverted grin.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Playful as it was, it was heartening. Jim didn't mind disagreement, but rifts were another thing altogether. They could navigate this.

"If by 'close' you mean 'taking advantage of each other like a pair of horny teenagers,' then yes," he said without shame. Bill deserved it for what he was likely doing to Jim's reputation. And social calender. "Ask Jim about his bathroom. Or the other night. Better yet, ask Lenny. He was the one who had to deal with both of us." And what a pretty picture it had been.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"...bathroom?" Kirk's lips slowly twitched up into a grin. Bill, what have you been up to? He leaned in close, playing up on their bit of fun. "I guess I will."

He brushed his fingers up the other's tie, "What does Len think about... sharing?"