[ jim's pretty damn pleased with himself. no, it's not ego, it's not arrogance, he's just pleased that he was able to make a party work in a station that was pretty much falling apart around them. will it go off well? who the hell knows but at least he'd tried.
he starts himself off in the bar, grabbing a glass filled to the brim with amber alcohol. it's not great but it'll do the job. once he'd got the booze flowing, he slides into a seat across from someone and grins widely. ]
So, what's your sign?
[ god, how cheesy was that? but, it's as good an icebreaker as any and it's not like he sounds serious at all. ]
002 ➤ water wings
[ jim's been spending an inordinate amount of time in the pool lately but at least it's clean. at least it's something that makes him feel like he's not in the middle of space, stranded and possibly drawing out time until he goes back to his home and dies.
so, he's going to swim.
stripped down to his shorts, he's splashing around the pool, chatting to anyone who might be around and trying to urge others in who are one the fence about the whole thing. ]
Come on, get on my shoulders. We'll find someone to fight.
003 ➤ dance dance dance
[ so, maybe this isn't exactly the type of dancing that jim's used to. most of the time, he'd been about the pressed against someone tight, grinding against them and getting them both so turned on that they'd find some dark corner to disappear into for awhile.
he can't really do that here. it's still fun, it's still letting yourself get a little loose and dance without really knowing how to dance, though. it's just a different crowd here and he's not going to just grind up on anyone. no, he just sidles in front of someone at random and falls into step with them. ]
Hope I'm not interrupting?
004 ➤ wildcard
[ choose your own adventure! i'll go with the flow. ]
james t. kirk • star trek • ota
001 ➤ two pina coladas
[ jim's pretty damn pleased with himself. no, it's not ego, it's not arrogance, he's just pleased that he was able to make a party work in a station that was pretty much falling apart around them. will it go off well? who the hell knows but at least he'd tried.
he starts himself off in the bar, grabbing a glass filled to the brim with amber alcohol. it's not great but it'll do the job. once he'd got the booze flowing, he slides into a seat across from someone and grins widely. ]
So, what's your sign?
[ god, how cheesy was that? but, it's as good an icebreaker as any and it's not like he sounds serious at all. ]
002 ➤ water wings
[ jim's been spending an inordinate amount of time in the pool lately but at least it's clean. at least it's something that makes him feel like he's not in the middle of space, stranded and possibly drawing out time until he goes back to his home and dies.
so, he's going to swim.
stripped down to his shorts, he's splashing around the pool, chatting to anyone who might be around and trying to urge others in who are one the fence about the whole thing. ]
Come on, get on my shoulders. We'll find someone to fight.
003 ➤ dance dance dance
[ so, maybe this isn't exactly the type of dancing that jim's used to. most of the time, he'd been about the pressed against someone tight, grinding against them and getting them both so turned on that they'd find some dark corner to disappear into for awhile.
he can't really do that here. it's still fun, it's still letting yourself get a little loose and dance without really knowing how to dance, though. it's just a different crowd here and he's not going to just grind up on anyone. no, he just sidles in front of someone at random and falls into step with them. ]
Hope I'm not interrupting?
004 ➤ wildcard
[ choose your own adventure! i'll go with the flow. ]