kirktastic: ((Kirk/Bones) Everything to each other.)


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.
kirktastic: ((Sex - Stomach) Squish.)
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.
kirktastic: ((Chair - Legs crossed) I own this.)
(OOC: This is meant to be the Enterprise making planet side on Risa, so feel free to post here, do your own post, whatever you decide!)

"Welcome to the Risa Space Dock. We hope you enjoy your stay."

More welcomed words Jim hadn't heard in a good, long while. Had it only been a year since the Enterprise limped to this very same space dock after taking damage from the Klingons? It seemed like a lifetime ago he had seen the planet on the forward view screen, and with only a glance around the bridge, it seemed most of his crew was thinking the same thing. He gave an easy smile, knowing that on the planet below was the home he shared with Bones, the chance for everyone to spend their holidays not worrying about space and enemies and crazy things happening, and some time to just be himself instead of Captain.

So much had changed in a year. Jim was pretty sure he would never take any of it back. Well, maybe some of it.

He would be one of the last to leave the ship, so he took no effort to get up immediately. "You're all dismissed once you've shut your stations down. Enjoy your holidays." He leaned back in his chair, giving a smile and a goodbye to each person who did the same. Even if he wasn't the biggest fan of them, he knew his crew loved this time of year. It was a chance to think of family, friends, life.

Jim planned on a lot of riding, eating, swimming, sunning, camping, and sex. It seemed like the perfect vacation to him. Also, the idea of everyone getting together at some point... didn't hold the fear he felt for it last year. Maybe... he could manage it. He also wanted to see if he could get an extra special guest to be brought to Risa for Bones, but it would be tricky managing it. He'd sure as hell try, though.
kirktastic: ((Captain) Pay your respects.)
Communication to All

Your oh so lovely Captain has reserved an entire bar for our use for our final night on Risa! You can get the position of it from the attached file. Nice little place, tucked up on the beach and right up against the waterline, full bar with everything you can imagine! I'll be seeing you all around sunset!

[BRIEF OOC] )
kirktastic: ((Kirk/Bones) Friends. Lovers. Always.)
Despite some tiny things that had come up, like his mother wanting to talk to him, Kirk realized this was the most fun he could remember having in a long time. Relaxing, honestly relaxing, and just having some ways to connect to his young, still fledgling crew that had nothing to do with space or the ship or any other crazy thing going on.

Ways to deal with some topics that had come up recently.

Kirk was tucked up in the sand beside Bones, the pair silent, enjoying the last of the day and going into the evening. Not touching, but not needing to. In each other's personal space. Kirk tilted his head to look at Bones, then grinned a little, "..Hey, Bones?"
kirktastic: ((Sleep - Smile) Possible wet dream.)
When Kirk woke up in the late morning, without Bones there, he didn't worry too much. Instead, he spent a very lazy hour in bed, dealing with a few things, then decided he was going to hit the beach.

After the fun and muscle-strain of the previous day, he just... wanted to take it easy. So he found himself walking down to the ocean after slathering himself in sunscreen. He had a small bag in one hand and a towel over the other, but otherwise he was nude. It was a private part of the beach, but he wouldn't have given a shit if someone saw.

He put the towel down on top of the bag, then walked down into the water. He dove down under the clear, warm water once he was as far in as his thighs, and spent a while diving in and out of the waves as sleek as a seal, body surfing some of the waves. It felt good, simple, and above all, relaxing.

When he had tired himself out for now, he went back to his stuff. A quick dry off, a bit more sunscreen, and he spread out the towel. It was huge - obviously meant for this stuff - and took some work to get flat and pinned down. When it was? He laid himself out, put on a pair of sunglasses that were conveniently in the cabin, and pulled out a padd from the bag.

Spock,

I'd like to meet you sometime later today. Maybe for dinner or something? Or if you're busy with Uhura or something, after dinner? Dunno, dun care. No rush. Just when you have some time, even if its not today. Give me a buzz back with a time and idea.

Jim


When the message was sent he tucked away the padd, closed his eyes, and let himself fall asleep, spread open and golden in the rays of the sun.

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