SPACE MUSICAL. c:
Who: Leia and Kiiirk
What: Target practice and singing. And some slow, slow bonding.
When: Saturday night.
Where: The CES.
Warnings: LOLNO.
Leia frowned at the door to the CES, arms crossed as she opened it to a strange jungle. There was a long river and branches on either side and the humidity hit her like a wall. She almost regretted wearing long pants before remembering that she was going to be hanging out with Kirk. Carefully, she looked down at her boots before she crossed her arms again; these were never going to come out clean again.
But, she figured she could risk it. There had been something in Kirk's voice, something in the way he'd sang that had her attention. Something that she couldn't shake even as she groaned about the idea of going stomping through mud and swamp. She simply reached over and picked up the box of robots before making her way in.
What: Target practice and singing. And some slow, slow bonding.
When: Saturday night.
Where: The CES.
Warnings: LOLNO.
Leia frowned at the door to the CES, arms crossed as she opened it to a strange jungle. There was a long river and branches on either side and the humidity hit her like a wall. She almost regretted wearing long pants before remembering that she was going to be hanging out with Kirk. Carefully, she looked down at her boots before she crossed her arms again; these were never going to come out clean again.
But, she figured she could risk it. There had been something in Kirk's voice, something in the way he'd sang that had her attention. Something that she couldn't shake even as she groaned about the idea of going stomping through mud and swamp. She simply reached over and picked up the box of robots before making her way in.