you gotta fight for your right to party

[episodically]

» WHO? all ya'll!
» WHEN? sometime after the 15th
» WHERE? everywhere
» WHAT? house party!
» WARNINGS? i'd say blanket warning for language, maybe light violence, anything else, i'll update.

[ jim kirk wasn't the captain of this station. he wasn't even a ranking officer but he knows enough about people to know that, if you put them through the wringer over and over again, they're going to break without some sort of downtime. and jim's not about to be on a station where everyone's breaking down. no, he hadn't come back from death to die again.

so, he goes back to his roots. he goes back to the days where he'd spent all of his time in bars, hitting on pretty girls and boys, and getting into fights. maybe possibly they can cross out fights tonight but the rest of the stuff? nah, jim wants it all.

he trawls his way through the station to see what they have, first of all. and then he gets to work. the replicators don't serve great booze but it's booze nonetheless and he gets those flowing, filling bottles and glasses and sliding them out for anyone to have. he fiddles with the lights in the bar to make it more appropriate and even asks this new ai on board for some music. if that doesn't work, everyone's just going to be treat to him singing.

then, he pulls out chairs and benches from the rooms and lines the halls. he wants everyone to be together, to talk to each other and the halls seem like the most well traveled place. he draws signs that lead people to the pool where he's tossed a bunch of small things in to take the place of beach balls and toys. he even suggests chicken fights because who can resist a good chicken fight?

is it sacrilegious to see up makeshift twister in the chapel? oh well because that's where it is. dancing, he decides, is best for observation deck so he asks for a little more music filtered in there because who wouldn't want to dance with that beautiful backdrop?

on the command deck, jim rigs up some lights, making it more apt for a party and sets up a few tables with cards and other random things to signify money. if people want to do some gambling, lose their shirts, jim's not going to stop you. he prefers strip poker, really, but there are youngsters around so behave. somewhat. ringing the room, he finds spots to set up arm wrestling tables because who doesn't want to show off their strength? not jim, he knows so many people would beat him but maybe other people want to grab the title of 'strongest on the station.' jim will make you a medal and everything.

he wants to do something with the library but he doesn't want to wreck it. so, poetry readings. there's no mic but he does set up a chair to act as a stage and even pushes various other chairs around it to act as an audience. don't get too wild in here. the nonexistent librarian won't like it.

lastly, he finds himself in the hangar. there are shuttles in there that he doesn't want to break but it's a big space so fuck it, he goes for a fight club type atmosphere. people need to get the tension out somehow and while fucking likes bunnies would be ideal, asking for an orgy tonight would be too much. so, he draws chalk outlines of various rings for various different matches. he makes rules that say this isn't till the death, be fair, no hitting below the belt and, if jim were to get into the ring, you weren't allowed to mess up his hair.

he was the party organizer, he got to make the rules!

once everything seemed to be set up, he just started knocking on doors at random to get people out of their rooms and out into the open. this station was stupid but he wasn't going to let things fall apart without a fight. ]

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[ it's a party and it's open for everyone!! post your tl's, tag around to others and just enjoy yourself. there's no sinister motive here except getting that sweet, sweet cr. if you want to wildcard something being at the party, plz feel free to do that within reason, of course! hit me up at spoonishly for questions/plotting! ]

Comments

001

[senateur]

[ The sudden arrival of the smiling man (the organizer of these festivities, if she's not mistaken) is unexpected but not at all unwelcome. Padmé has been trying to meet as many of the station's residents as possible over the last few weeks, in between trying to do her own investigation into the mysteries of the place. The party has already proven beneficial to that end, so she returns his smile with one of her even while her brow furrows in confusion. ]

I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean. My sign?

Re: 001

[episodically]

Oh, it's a -- an astrology thing. I'm not being serious. But, basically there are twelve astrological symbols, one for each month of Earth's calendar. Your birthday denotes which sign you are and that sign usually has different traits and qualities of a personality.

[ also it was a bunch of phony crap. ]

It's just a way to start a conversation.

[senateur]

[ She's certainly known those who try to divine the future and such from the stars, the elements, and other parts of the galaxy beyond their control, but Padmé had never seen the point of it. It's good to hear that he's not serious with it, her expression easing into something open and amused. ]

Is "hello" not a standard greeting where you're from?

[episodically]

It is.

[ but he shrugs and then smiles charmingly. ]

But I don't like to be standard. Besides, it's my party, I kinda gotta be memorable and this makes me memorable.

[senateur]

[ No, she can see that he's very much not the type to go unnoticed. There's some element to him that she could read a mile away; it reminds her of a number of her fellow senators, truth be told. ]

It does, indeed. But now you'll have to introduce yourself, so I can remember you properly.

[episodically]

Ah. Jim Kirk.

[ he says it pleasantly, an easy smile on his face as he extends his hand. ]

And you are?

[senateur]

[ She doesn't hesitate to set her hand in his, grip solid but not overly firm. Commanding attention, but not aggressively so. ]

Padmé Amidala. It's lovely to meet you. May I call you Jim?

[episodically]

That's pretty much what everyone calls me so yeah.

[ and that wouldn't change if jim could help it. he'd grudgingly answer to james and he'd kill you if you ever got near tiberius. ]

So, what were you doing before this station?

[senateur]

[ In her line of work, it's safer to ask when she's uncertain of the proper form of address rather than risk a social faux pas that could end up having political ramifications. ]

I'm a representative in the Galactic Senate. I had just arrived for an important vote when my ship was attacked.

[episodically]

Your politician?

[ ugh, the one thing jim wasn't really good at. ]

Vote on what?

[senateur]

[ She's quite used to that reaction and takes no offense to it whatsoever. There's little love for her profession, but that's not why she chose it. ]

The Military Creation Act. There are a large number of systems that have seceded from the Republic and there's worry that such a divide will lead to war. I don't want it to come to that and I've spent the past year fighting the measure.

ugh sorry for the grammar in that last one, i should not tag when exhausted

[episodically]

Why did they secede?

[ he's asking both out of curiosity and the possibility that something like that could fracture the federation at some point too. whenever you got that many different planets under one umbrella, there was bound to be tension. ]

we all have grammar optional days, no worries

[senateur]

For a number of reasons, but chiefly because of fear of corruption and decreased representation within the government. The Core worlds have been seen as receiving the best benefits and preferential treatment in all considerations, and Mid and Outer Rim worlds have been largely ignored in matters decided by the Senate. It's something I saw myself when I was queen and the Senate refused to take action when our system was invaded.

[ She looks down at her drink, wondering the thousandth time how it had come to this. How these problems were still happening after all the work she'd done since her appointment. ]

Re: we all have grammar optional days, no worries

[episodically]

You think you'll be able to sway them back?

[ just because he tends to stay out of the political side of things doesn't mean there's no interest. he knows that this is a possibility where he's from, that any planet or race could decide to pull out and cause issues. or that one bad seed, like a nero, could really do damage. ]

[senateur]

My priority right now is keeping a war from starting. Lives are far more important than the ideal of a united Republic, which may take generations to attain again.

[ A practical approach has always been her way of things, but just because she isn't prioritizing reunification now doesn't mean she isn't hoping for it. She's just not naive enough to think that problems that have built for decades can be solved overnight. ]

[episodically]

Think you'll be successful? In my experience, a lot of people seem to want a war. They think it'll be the easy way to get what they want.

[ and sometimes jim agrees. but, typically the easy way to get what they want gives way to hard shit in the far future. ]

[senateur]

There are many who think that way in the Senate, but I've found strong allies who share my stance on the measure. I think we may have a good chance of swaying enough votes in the Senate to prevent its passage.

[ If she can get back in time for the vote. If she hasn't missed it already. There's so much they don't know about how time works here, how what happens in this place will effect their lives at home. It's beyond frustrating. ]

[episodically]

Just have to get there.

[ jim fills that in on his own. ]

That might be the hardest part of this whole thing since, besides some disappearances, ain't no one gone anywhere since I've been here besides down to the planet.

[senateur]

That doesn't mean it's impossible.

[ She has no intention of giving up on that pursuit, no matter how difficult it may be. There are people counting on her, both at home and now here, and she won't let them down. ]

[episodically]

I agree. But, this place has made it pretty goddamn hard.

[ they couldn't even get a good planet to float above. what a gyp. ]