This is the space for any and all scenarios with Jaylah. Pun intended. Please provide prompts or starters. Mark anything that's NSFW and/or contains triggering content.
[ The party is still going nearly two hours after it started. Jim has more booze in him and he's actually enjoying his birthday for once. He then spots Jayla across the room. When he hears the familiar opening lines of a certain song, he grins to himself and shakes his head.
[ Kirk whistled, tossing the little data cube up and down in his palm, the filtered light of Yorktown winking off it. He had spent quite a few hours on everything this little cube contained, and he sincerely hoped the recipient appreciated his hard work. He thought that she would, given previous enlightening comments.
He checked the address once more before entering the building and heading up to the right level, finding the right door and knocking, slowly turning the cube over in his palm with his thumb. ]
It's going to take a dickyear (actual unit of time) to build a new Enterprise - he's got work, they've all got work, but it's practically vacation, a plethora of pseudo downtime. Literally downtime here and there, too, with the number of planetsides he's bumped to. This week is special: Earth. And not just anywhere on Earth! Starfleet Academy. Apparently, once a guy's eligible for vice admiral, he's also eligible for being roped into guest lecture spots. That's not going to end up with anyone on the Academy board upset, surely.
Anyway. Knock knock, dorm room. Hopefully Jaylah's been getting on with her roommates?
during the party
Date: 2016-07-24 10:48 pm (UTC)He goes right over to her, offering her a hand, ]
Wanna dance?
hdu with that song
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Date: 2016-07-25 12:24 am (UTC)He checked the address once more before entering the building and heading up to the right level, finding the right door and knocking, slowly turning the cube over in his palm with his thumb. ]
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Date: 2016-07-25 03:49 am (UTC)Anyway. Knock knock, dorm room. Hopefully Jaylah's been getting on with her roommates?
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