.lunch with the captain and the vampire slayer.

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Who: canyonsiniowa & a_slayer_slays
What: Lunchtime Antics
When: June 2nd, Tuesday.
Where: The Fountain then to 7th Heaven
Summary: Kirk and Buffy are going to spend some bonding time talking about childhoods, school, and just general chit chat.
Rating: PG-13? It's Kirk. There's going to be some kind of booze and swearing and sexual innuendo somewhere in here.


Usually Kirk wasn't one that would find himself early for many occasions. Sure he would always be on time, show up on his bike, and make a really good impression on the girl he was meeting. Though here on this planet that had no Federation Designation Number? He found himself wandering around most the time looking for something to do.

So he had ended up early for the meeting place for the lunch date. Well, it wasn't so much of a date. Kirk just liked to tease Buffy that it was. He could tell the girl was a bit uptight in her "save the world" mindset. The Captain couldn't blame her. He was like that much of the time as well back on the Enterprise. Though here he figured he might as well help her unwind.

He glanced around and sat on the edge of the fountain. Kirk considered it an off-duty meeting, thus decided not to wear his golden Captain uniform. Instead he just wore the black undershirt and the black pants. His arms crossed over his chest as he waited for the other part of the equation. It seemed like everything was getting back on it's feet after the crazy shit that had happened.

"Good going, Jim." he muttered to himself. "Get stranded on a planet right when global world ending paradoxes happen."

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[canyonsiniowa.livejournal.com]

"They are meant to be simple. You can tell their profession by the color and the rank by their sleeve stripes. Though I guess it is a little out there compared to the rest of this place."

He shrugged. Kirk would wear the colors proudly even if it was a fashion disaster. Though he could see where she was coming and offered a small smile.

[herotypical]

She remained warm. Joking aside, she could understand pride in a vocation. It wasn't exactly a uniform, but she took pride in her stakes. Even in the face of criticism over them and their slightly laughable appearance as weapons, she lived by them. She always had one on her. Right now, a thin stake was comfortably sitting inside her boot.

"What are the different colours?"

[canyonsiniowa.livejournal.com]

"Red for engineering, blue for science and medicine, then gold for command." He drew the Starfleet symbol on the table with the residue from the glass. "The Starfleet insignia has a difference symbol inside it for the different branches. So you can be in blue, but a doctor will have a different symbol from a scientist."

[herotypical]

"That sounds incredibly well organized." She had to give the system at least that much. "And I gotta admit that gold does have a certain commanding quality. Major pity-fest for someone who has to wear a colour that may not suit them at all, though. I suppose that's one perk of my job. Except for the alarming amount of time I end up running in heels."

[canyonsiniowa.livejournal.com]

"The girls wear a higher heeled boot in our uniforms too, I'm sure they would sympathize with you."

[herotypical]

"Huh, somewhat colour coordinated and femme fashion friendly. Maybe not such a bummer. I could handle it--so long as I stayed well away from the glitzy golden stuff. Born leader I might be, but I am not born to wear golden hues."