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Thanks to some hunting by them both and a few calls around, they discovered Crescent Lake on Risa. It was tucked into the absolute middle of no where, so deep in the woods Jim hid his cycle beneath a tarp and they walked the rest of the way, then suddenly there was nothing but blue and green as far as his eyes could see. It was probably one of the most gorgeous sights he ever saw. Absolutely pristine and perfect.

They made camp along the shore of the lake, got things like wood and stones together, and loved every moment of it.

Their tradition was well set, and each year it just got a little better. Something new that improved, better equipment, better location, more time... everything. Jim was happy as long as it wasn't a raining miserable mess and Bones was there. And maybe a bag of cheese curls.

Speaking of those cheese curls... Jim had one very impressive picture to prove the power of cheese curls as fishing bait.



Yea, that was his sexy man with one giant ass space fish. Now it was hanging up, drying out, and there was a light debate on how hard it would be to hang on the wall in their shared quarters back on board.

Jim was a beach bum, or at least, he was while he was on Risa. He spend as much time as he could in the sun on the beach, spread out in the sand and nuzzled into a towel or ignoring wet sand against his back from a swim in the ocean. It was like trying to rapidly get as much as possible, soaking it up into his skin so it would last as long as possible when he went back up into space. Even if he couldn't tan properly like he had mentioned to Jana, at least he could get a golden hue to his skin, bleach golden hair a lighter shade.

That's where he was now, his eyes closed as he snuggled down into the sand, head pillowed by his folded arms. The tide played with his toes, and soon he'd have to move, but not yet, not while he felt this good. Maybe he'd go find Bones and they could make up some dinner, tease each other until they collapsed into bed together.

Sounded like a damn fine day to him.

This was a good time for everyone. His crew got the chance to unwind, to not be their career for just a few weeks and instead be people. Spend some of the money they couldn't for the their five year mission. Hard to believe they were over a year into it, now. A year since he and Bones got together, and despite the bad... wouldn't have taken back that year for anything.

Definitely would prove that to Bones tonight.

Found this shuffling through that 21st century invention 'YouTube' and while I know it's an old song, thought the rest of the crew might like it.

The Captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise used his captainness when it came to his quarters for only one thing: one very large king sized bed. Everything else was regulation, but the bed was a beautifully large bed he had gotten during the refit of the ship back over Sha'Kwai. It was a necessary refit for their quarters because of the other half of the men who slept in it. Bones, unabashedly, was a sprawler. A very bad one at that, hogging as much of the bed as possible, including Jim and his available limbs. A king bed, at least, had solved the fact that Bones would sprawl out so much he ended up on the floor more than once. Even so, sometimes Bones still ended up on his half of the bed.

So when Jim got to wake up and streeeetch like a cat, spreading himself out on the bed and didn't have to shove his CMO's heavy weight off of him, didn't knock into Bones because Bones always put his damn cold feet on his warm skin, didn't have a nice warm body to nuzzle into...

It woke him up, and he stared at a very unfamiliar ceiling as he tried to figure out all those didn'ts.

He sat up, looking to Bones' normal side of the bed. Okay, it was missing entirely. He wasn't even in his bed. In fact, he seemed to be very much alone. Waking up with someone was something he had gotten oddly used to, more quickly than he would have expected, so he pouted a little at being all cold and alone under the sheets.

Jim stretched out again, this time with more purpose. Then paused as something dark flashed out of the corner of his eye. There was a very familiar tattoo on the back of his hand.

Jim threw off the covers and looked down at his body, his own deliciously familiar correct body, and grinned as hard as he could. As quick as a wink, knowing now exactly where and who and what, he stripped down until he was nude and went dashing through the actor's shared suite.

He only stopped for a second at seeing a very determined Spock go running through at the same time, but instead he was heading out. Jim had a real good idea of just where he was going, and said a quick wish of luck in Zach's direction before his grin returned and he snuck into the other bedroom.

There was Bones, or who he sure as hell hoped was Bones, sprawled out completely covering the bed. Jim rubbed his hands greedily and slipped onto the bed, tugging at the covers, grinning at the scowl that came with the release of body heat, and replaced it with his own as he nuzzled behind Bones' ear. "Wake up, Bones."

After Sea World, Jim was still feeling the rush, but when Spock wanted to go to Lego Land, Jim just grinned and told Bones and Spock to enjoy themselves. It wasn't that he didn't want to spend time with them, but in reality, he wanted to explore the city. He wanted to see how this city thrived, loved, breathed, like all the other cities he had explored in his day.

More, there was something he wanted to buy. When, or even if, he would get to use it, but if he needed it... just if... he wanted to have it.

He left the hotel with some better idea of how to use Chris' phone and its location feature, safely tucked into his pocket, and firstly went to do something about clothes. The last thing he needed to do was be seen as Chris in dirty clothes, plus the hoodie was hot. A hat, maybe? Sunglasses? Sunglasses would be good. A clean tee shirt and jeans, and he'd be set. He'd spotted the laundry room in the hotel.

That was first, and he had figured out the good of taxis soon enough. So he sent out a few while he sat in the back with the driver taking him to the nearest mall. Already he loved Google and Chris' laptop. A quick one to Chris, Zach, and Karl, a slightly longer one to Nyota, finishing just as they pulled up. He paid, then got out and went inside.

If there was someone with a camera this time, he'd take a more drastic measure. How did Chris live like this?

It'd be late before he came back to the hotel, a bag on either arm, and a smaller one tucked hidden in his new coat. He couldn't help the grin on his face, specially as he listened to the device now tucked in his ears. Life was good.

Yesterday was technically my one-year, but had a rough day medically so I'll do this post today.

I can't believe it's been one year since this all started. This time last year, I had been RPing with cso_spock for more than a month and we had been rockin' through emails. She and I would giggle over the kink_meme. Then one day, I spotted letspunchit and realized - it was another RPer! I made this account (account name history: someone said a fic was 'kirktastic', name stuck with me XD) and sent Pike this absolutely goofy 'official' Starfleet email asking why he was trolling around on the meme. Through him, I met the original Kirk and Spock, Sulu and Chekov, dctr_mccoy... I can remember doing a thread with Harold and Sulu that was entirely icon based. XD

Since dctr_mccoy did the 'list awesome threads' post, I won't. XD

Things have changed a great deal since then. Mentally, physically, RPly, friendships, people. Sometimes, I wish it were still that simple as it had been, before things got more complicated. I go back to the kink_meme and ICly comment once in a while, but it's sad I don't get the responses from other RPers like I did once. Not that the kink_meme itself is in tip-top shape, but what can you do? ^^

Jim has changed as well. I go back over old threads and smile. I worry if he's OOC sometimes, but I remember my mindscape about RPing - if a character doesn't evolve, it's not real. It's amazing to watch how he's evolved over a year of time, more than a year since the Narada, how he's grown.

And how the friendships I have with so many of you have grown. I met dctr_mccoy in real life and had one of the best weekends of my life. XD I wanna fly out to CA and meet cso_spock. I wish some of you crazy people lived closer!

Anyway... tl;dr, thank you. To all of you, for making this last... for making it great.

To: All Officers of the Enterprise

We have our next assignment. We will leaving Starbase 69 as soon as our supplies and transfers have completed, meaning we'll be here about half a day. Feel free to enjoy, and let your underlings enjoy, the Starbase for the few hours we will be here, but return to the ship ahead of time. From the urgency of this report, we'll need to be out as soon as we can.

Captain James T. Kirk

Jim sat back in his chair, sighing. Starfleet was giving them no more than a half a day to get everyone off the ship, their supplies off and new supplies on, then they were gone. They had two days to get to their assignment, and from what little information was provided on the situation there, he had a sinking feeling in his stomach. A great start to their five year mission already.


(OOC: For those staying on the Enterprise, most if not every one of you have gotten a hold of me or I've gotten a hold of you about our upcoming mission - well here's the beginning of it! :3 If you haven't and want to be a part of it, please send me a PM to find out some details! I have only one person that hasn't said if they are staying or going and that'd be TOS!Chekov - can you send me a PM and let me know?)

Hey - She even sort of looks like you.