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! ]

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james t. kirk • star trek • ota

[episodically]

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. ]

003.

[oddbod]

[She's not even dancing, really; it takes more than a couple of vodka tonics to persuade her into anything more than swaying a bit in public. Besides, standing near the windows with her drink in hand and watching the party stutter into life is plenty fun, thank you.

When Jim sidles in, though, she can't help but break into a smile. The hectic last few weeks on the station had put a few kinks in her plans for a second date, but her feelings are still crystal clear in the way her eyes scan him.]

Heya, stranger.

Re: 003.

[episodically]

I know, I know I've been very scarce.

[ but he hadn't really wanted her to see him puking and whining and sporting black veins. even know, some of that lingers but it's covered with his jumpsuit. ]

But, I am here to make it up to you.

[ he leans down and presses a soft kiss to her cheek before pulling back and smiling at her. ]

Having fun?

[oddbod]

[That kiss is entirely too sweet, and Clara dips her chin a little, trying not to smile like too much of a fool.]

It's nice, seeing everyone like this. [It makes her want even more to keep them safe.] You did good, Cap.

[episodically]

Oh, we've got our formality pants on, do we?

[ still, he is proud of what he's done. it probably won't change things in the long run but it's nice to forget about everything. ]

Not gonna dance?

001!

[setpoint]

[Mako's not really one for this whole party thing. Truth be told, she's a workaholic nerd, and she spends more time with engine blocks than with people, but Raleigh told her she should take a break, so here she is. When Jim slides in across from her and throws that question at her, she tilts her head and blinks, caught off guard enough to answer instinctively.]

Taurus.

[Then she frowns.]

Why do you ask?

[Poor Jim.]

Re: 001!

[episodically]

Oh, just trying to see if we're compatible. It's an astrology thing.

[ he doesn't know a damn thing about astrology but he can pretend. he even winks to play it up. ]

We are, if you're curious. I think that means me sitting her was just fate.

[setpoint]

[She's fairly sure he's just teasing her, so she smiles. If that over the top wink is his idea of actual flirting, there are deeper problems with this conversation than springing astrology on her.]

I thought it was just the first seat you spotted. You do know astrology is all superstition, don't you?

001

[kanyounot]

[ There was a time when Kanan lived a pretty wild life. Booze, bars, fighting, whatnot. He did it all. Then, a number of years ago, he met a pretty girl and he's more or less been on the straight and narrow since. Not for any particular reason, aside from the fact that said pretty girl likes him better when he's sober. And, well, he likes him better when he's sober, too.

But, in the interest of being sociable, he's got a glass of something in front of him that he's nursing. At least no one's likely to ask him why he's not drinking this way.

He does raise an eyebrow at the stranger's sudden appearance, and question. Even above the mask he's got covering his eyes, Jim can probably see that eyebrow go up. ]

Uh, you might have to elaborate on that a bit. Sign?

Re: 001

[episodically]

[ believe it or not, this was the first time he'd run into someone who didn't know what he meant. for a second, jim doesn't say anything before he laughs and shakes his head. ]

It's a bunch of bullshit but it's more commonly a pickup line. I'm not trying to pick you up, I'm just being funny.

Basically, there are twelve astrological symbols and which one you are depends on your birthday. The different symbols mean different things and signify a different kind of person and personality.

[kanyounot]

Oh, like a star sign?

[ Kanan laughs. ] In my home galaxy you'd have to specify which planet's stars you mean, to begin with. Does that line even work? It's been a while since I've needed to use a line.

2

[adjy]

[ she's watching people play in the water and she wants in. there's something childlike about it that's attractive even if she'd never had much time for fun like this in her young life. she's down to a t-shirt and her underwear, legs dangled into the pool as jim comes by. his question confuses her, but she finds herself smiling anyway. ]

Why do we have to fight anyone?

Re: 2

[episodically]

Because it's fun.

[ he says it slowly like she should be aware of this!! why wasn't she aware of this? ]

Besides, it's not like we're really fighting. You don't punch someone. You just try and push them off the other person's shoulders.

[adjy]

[ that gets a wider smile. ugh JIM!! ]

It's a good thing you told me before we started. That could have been embarrassing.

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?

2

[morethan084]

[Since there were no bathing suits provided here, Daisy opts to just strip down to her underwear like others have. At least she had some from back home now because the ones provided here were not at all flattering.

It's been a long time since she's played chicken, so when Jim offers, she can't help but laugh.]

Fine, but we better not lose.

[This would be the worst time ever for the gravity to fail. Waiting for him to swim over to the edge so she could get onto his shoulders, Daisy only lets go of the edge of the pool once he has a good enough grip on her.]

Re: 2

[episodically]

Do you know who you're talking to?

[ how dare you even question his chicken fighting abilities, daisy. he wades over, turning until she can slip her legs over his shoulders easily enough. ]

I don't lose.

[morethan084]

[Reaching down in the hopes that he would hold onto her wrists until she's seated properly on his shoulders, Daisy snorts softly.]

Good. Because if I go under, I'm taking you with me.

[Once she's balanced, Daisy sits more upright.]

I heard you were the one that put this together, so thanks for that.

[onlydoubts]

[ Bodhi, down to a t-shirt and shorts splashes his feet in the water and regards Jim with a raised brow. the remaining metal of his arm glints in the lighting, but he's given up on keeping it hidden. ]

And why would I do that?

[episodically]

Because that's how chicken fights work, my good man.

[ c'mon bodhi, keep up! ]

You get on my shoulders, we find someone to fight and you push 'em off so we win. Winning is the only option here.

001.

[notyourrookie]

[Wash raises an eyebrow at the man who sits across from him, immediately suspicious.]

My sign? What's that supposed to mean?

Re: 001.

[episodically]

It means --

[ astrology was not a great icebreaker when it comes to this crowd. ]

It's an Earth thing and your answer tells me you're not from Earth, are you? Never heard of the star signs that correspond to your birthday month?

Re: 001.

[notyourrookie]

I am not from Earth. Never even visited.

[He shrugs at that.]</small. Not really. I might have, but never paid attention.