[Risa, Bar] -- [Kirk and Marlena]

[kirktastic]

Kirk slipped into the bar, glancing around the cool interior, and grinned to himself. Off to have a drink with a woman that could potentially be baiting to kill him. Seemed to be the story of his life. Kirk took a seat up at the bar, and kept his eyes peeled for the beautiful woman from another universe.

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[lt_moreau]

Marlena shows up a little before 1300, wearing a short, strapless dress made of a shimmery gold material that sparkles in the bright Risian sunlight. In the dimmer interior of the bar, it's not quite so blindingly brilliant, but still attracts several glances as she saunters up to the bar and leans against it, pushing her sunglasses up to rest in her hair.

She nods at Kirk in greeting. "Good afternoon, Captain."

[kirktastic]

Kirk let out a slow whistle as he looked Marlena over slowly, "...You look beautiful. Can't believe you even made it to the bar without some good looking guy picking you up." Kirk gave a lazy grin, "And I'm off duty, so just call me Jim." He offered his hand to her, with the idea of kissing hers.

[lt_moreau]

She frowns, briefly--Jim is what she calls his older counterpart. But then again, she uses the same name for the Jim of her own universe, too. No reason why they can't all be Jim.

"Okay, Jim," she accepts with a smile, letting him take her hand. He's got incredible hands, really. It's no wonder she'd forgotten to mention this the last time she saw him, what with him holding her hand like that...

"I wouldn't let anyone pick me up, not when I've an appointment with my Captain to keep," she tells him.

[kirktastic]

Dashingly, Kirk kissed the back of her hand, peering up to her with those blue eyes. He pulled back a moment later, squeezing her hand, and gestured, "Want to stay at the bar or find somewhere more private to sit?" Fuck, she looked absolutely gorgeous like this.