[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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[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.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

She grinned. "Yes, he's my son. Though apparently, there's two of them running around. I assure you, I only popped out one. He's the ship's chief medical officer, you know." Em looked up at him. She was wrong about Ephram's flirting but..."Mr. Nimoy...are you trying to imply something? And remember, you can only speak the truth."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"My friend played the other Bones," Leonard said by way of explanation. He grinned a little at her question. "Don't tempt me," he teased back, not without a note of seriousness, "I happen to have a bit of a thing for female superheroes. Especially when they have whips wrapped around my neck."

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"And I'm guessing your other friend played the other Jim Kirk." She shook her head. "And I believe you're being misled. That thing is due to these star spangled...hell, I'll call 'em panties. I don't think they qualify as shorts." She moved up to take the loop off his neck. Maybe he was flirting? But aren't all actors flirts?

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"Yes, that'd be Bill, and friend doesn't even begin to describe him." Leonard felt a little disappointed as she unlooped the whip, but he wasn't going to push it, although he felt it necessary to clarify one fact. "And trust me, it really isn't about the panties, nice as they are." He smiled a little sheepishly. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually this forward. Blame it on the fact that I've been missing my wife and the whip reminds me of her?"

It was said jokingly, but actually not all that far removed from the truth.

[OOC - I'm sorry, I don't know what the hell is wrong with Len - he's decided he's in femmedom heaven and I'm having trouble keeping him on his leash. XD]

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em chuckled. "It's all right. The hand kiss earlier reminded me of my husband." Another pang in her heart. No. For Lenny. "And no need for apologies. If you miss your wife, yuo miss your wife. I think it's cute that you still think of her even though you're...dimensions away."

(OOC - I still think it's the panties XD Or just the fact that she's freakin Wonder Woman.)

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"You haven't been here long, have you? Can't recall seeing you around." Leonard smiled. "And hey, we still have hopes of somehow getting back to 2009 someday - I mean, we got here in a sentient car, so..."

[OOC - Female superheroes were what first made Len question his sexuality in terms of BDSM. He really just has a thing for strong women. ;)]

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"I just arrived about a week ago." She choked. "Did you say 2009?" She looked around. "This must be shocking for you! 200 some odd years into the future?! And here I thought I was lost by being just 13 years out of place."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

Leonard nodded. "Perhaps a little less so because we are actually aware of this time-period, even if we thought it was fictional. Then again, we did also get physially deaged in the process, which was more than a little weird at first." He flashed a brilliant smile at Emma. "Wouldn't you say I'm in pretty decent shape for a seventy-eight year old man?"

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em gave a sweet smile back. "I'd say you're lookin' quite good for pushin 70. What about me?" She gave a fake pose. "If I lived, I would be 56 right about now." She winked. "But I'm really 43."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't have put you a day over thirty." Alright, so it might be flattery, but it was also true. "So you're another new member of the not-dead club then?"

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Em chuckled. "Like I said, you are a sweet one. Must've had one too many of those candies on the table." She cocked her head to the side. "There's a not-dead club? I guess I would be a part of it. apparently, I was dead and now I'm not." She reached out and touched his ear. "I almost half expect pointy li'l ears on you." She blushed a bit. "My apologies. I'm sure you get that a lot."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

He nodded. "My friend DeForest is also an honorary member. Showed up in an internet cafe out of the blue after having been dead for ten solid years. Taking it all a bit hard, but hopefully he'll adjust in time."

He smiled at her comment. "You don't know the half of it. The first time I met my Vulcan counterpart, I kept looking for the make-up glue-lines on his ears."

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"I'm guessing he woke up in a world without his loved one." Her smile faltered a bit again. "That was the rude awakening I got. David's...passed on and Lenny's..." She cast a look over to her son...Cupid. "Last time I saw Lenny, he was a carefree 18 year old that just got to Ole Miss." She chuckled again at his description. "My, that must've sparked a lot of interest."

"And what would your wife say if she knew you were on the business end of my lasso?"

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, his wife of over fifty years." Leonard's face softened with genuine sympathy. "I'm truly sorry, that can't be easy. But for what it's worth, I'm sure your son can use his mother right now, what with everything that's happened."

Perhaps best to leave it at that for now.

"Believe it or not, she's actually remarkably flexible about that kind of thing. She might demand pictures of me roped in, though."

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"He's a grown man, Mr. Nimoy. And grown men rarely need their mommas. Plus I have a grandbaby to look after." She thought about his statement. "Maybe I should send you with my lasso whenever they figure out how to send you back home. All tied up, trussed, and ready for your wife."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"Maybe not in the way he used to, no. But in my experience, children will always be appreciative of a supporting parent, no matter how grown up they become." He tilted his head curiously. "His daughter's on the ship? Huh. I figured she'd be back on earth with his ex-wife."

The mental image she was conjuring made him laugh, as he shook his head in amusement. "I don't think De would ever recover from the mental scarring if you did that."

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"I should take advice from a 70 year old man, shouldn't I?" she laughed. "Oh no, she's not the little one. This one is apparently from the future. She's quite a looker, if I do say so myself." She folded up the loop again and attached it to her side. "If De doesn't recover, Lenny might just die of embarrassment. Hell, I can't even truss up a turkey at Thanksgiving." She cocked her head to the side. "Say...did anyone play me in your alternative universe?"

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"I swear, if people keep popping up at this rate, they'll soon run out of places to put us." He grinned with amusement. "Neither could I, for that matter. City boy, born and raised in Boston, that's me. Although I do enjoy riding." An apologetic headshake. "No, not that I remember. The only family members that popped up in the series were Jim's brother and Spock's parents, as far as I recall. Mostly it was just Aliens of the Week kind of stuff, with the Klingons as recurring villains."

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"First night here, I was curled up on Lenny's cot in his office." She shrugged. "If they take my place away, I could always commandeer said cot again. I'm used to it. I'm a city girl, myself. Born and raised in San Fransisco. I only moved to Georgia for graduate work."

[len-not-spock.livejournal.com]

"I'd love to see this era's San Francisco, see how much has changed." He'd always rather liked the place - far less hectic than LA, for one. "What was your field of study?"

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"I've seen Dad's old blueprints and photos of San Fransisco of your time. It seemed quaint. Though he used to complain about the mundaneness of opening doors yourself and gas cars that would pollute the air. Personally, I loved the old fashioned doors when I moved out to Athens." She smiled. "My original field of study was biology, my undergraduate was in bioengineering. But I just...fell in love with osteology and decided to go into anthropology instead. Their bonework is much more extensive. I was working on how to regenerate bone marrow when..." She waved her hand. "You know, I died."