[NCC-1701 DEN OF SIN] -- [Special Rules, Open All, OOC Character Moment!]

[kirktastic]

Rules: - simple and easy.

1) Unless you obviously already have an agreement or something going with another character, please ask before you post under their thread wanting to have sexy times. THIS INCLUDES PEOPLE FROM OUTSIDE THE RP AS WELL! If you aren't part of our group but want to have some fun sexy times with a character... well, shoot them a PM! Within the group, please do the same as a courtesy.
2) Don't be discouraged, upset, or anything similar if someone doesn't want to sex up with your character. Just reply to their PM with a 'no thanks' if you really don't want to for whatever reason. They could be too overwhelmed with other threads, or wanting to concentrate on one, or just don't have time to take more than one thread. Don't take it personally, please.
3) Post down below with your name AND your location in the subject of the thread if you want to be somewhere specific (like Jim will be specifically on the bridge) and change it for anyone who comes by. That way, its the absolute easiest way to find someone, track someone, gloss over someone, whatever.
4) If you're going to be doing something that COULD squick someone, please mark it with a warning in the subject of the comment. Just a courtesy thing!
5) Talk to someone before sliding into a multi-person scene. Don't just interrupt without making sure you're wanted.

Comments

Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

"So, is that a mirror in your pocket? Because I can see myself in your pants."

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[drmbenga.livejournal.com]

M'Benga looked up at Leo and then back down to his pants. They were standard issue pants form Starfleet, nothing special at all. Maybe he was crazy, and the best way to deal with crazies was to give in their delusions, lull them into a false sense of security and then lock them in the crazy house.

"This?" he questioned, pulling the disk from his pants pocket. "I guess it could be used as a mirror." He made quick work of his pants, shimmying them down and over his shoes before he held them out. "Lucky I didn't go commando."

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

"Yeah."

Harry stared and took the pants. He stared at them instead. Then he stared at the doctor again. Then the disk.

"Lucky." He clucked his tongue. "Can I see that disc?"

Marlena loves a bad boy.

[lt-moreau.livejournal.com]

Marlena glanced up, suppressing an eyeroll at the cheesy line. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" she returned. She walked up to him, swaying her hips. "You must be tired from running through my mind all night. If I were to rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together." A smirk spread across her features. "There's more where that came from."

Re: Marlena loves a bad boy.

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

Harry grinned charmingly. "Ah, that's what she said," he returned and set his hands on his hips.

Re: Marlena loves a bad boy.

[lt-moreau.livejournal.com]

She raised an eyebrow. "Yes," she agreed, "that is what I said." The temptation to roll her eyes was quite strong. "A very astute observation, mister...?" She paused, waiting for him to supply his name.

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[meet-the-wife.livejournal.com]

Oh Harry.

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[meet-the-wife.livejournal.com]

You are completely hopeless, you know that?

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[slinky-dress.livejournal.com]

Actually? It is a mirror.

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[setoffthealert.livejournal.com]

It's a mirror and I think you'd stretch out my pants too much if you wore them.

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[setoffthealert.livejournal.com]

Re: Captain Leo Francis Walsh, at your service.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

"Hm?" Em reachedi nto her pocket and drew out a small compact mirror. "Why, yes it is." She looked the man over with an arched eyebrow. "Though I believe you wouldn't fit into these pants. Not your color."