[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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[original-fine.livejournal.com]

No doubt Kirk had many people to see, congratulations on still being alive to content with, but Jim still felt a little loss at the break, a reminder of all that still lay between them. Of everything Kirk had been through. He returned Kirk's glance steadily, more than warmly.

"I think I can promise more than that," he said. He paused before speaking again, as if unsure whether to continue. "Don't be to hard on Jim," he said finally. "He loves you a great deal."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

The final comment made Kirk turn in place and meet Jim's eyes. That fight in sickbay had changed something that he never wanted to change, the division line of each of them that had been found. "I know he does." Kirk finally said, "Doesn't stop me from caring about him, even if we disagree." His gaze dropped, "Even if its a pretty being something to disagree about."

He gave a little wave before heading into the crowd.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim could live with that, for now, live with the slightly sick feeling in his stomach at the thought that maybe, just maybe, this thing was too big not to divide them forever. Because there was still hope. Even so... what, ultimately, made Jim Kirk Jim Kirk, if something this fundamental could divide them?

It was a question for another time. Jim got another drink.