Personal quarters, Day 45 | Closed to transwarp_beam

[captainjimk]

(retcon of this thread for enterpriserpg)So, all in all it seemed that while the Enterprise's first mission had been an absurd failure in so many different ways, the crew and the ship herself was slowly starting to work its way back together. Bruises and cuts in both skin and metal were slowly closing over, and while some rifts - like the one between him and

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[transwarp_beam]

It had been coming up on the end of his shift when the comm had come down; it was on his way back to his quarters anyway, and he was never one to say no to freely offered alcohol, so he'd wrapped up the report he'd been working on and headed on up. Or that was the plan anyway. He might have been sidetracked by questions from assorted junior engineers on his way past. But it was certainly no more than half an hour later that he arrived at his captain's door.

He hummed to himself absently as he hit the door chime and rocked back on his heels, eyeing the ceiling distractedly as he waited for the door to be answered. Hmm. Was it just him or was it a little chilly?

[transwarp_beam]

He took a long drink and gave a satisfied sigh as it burned sweetly all the way down his throat. It'd been far too long. "Ah. That's th'good stuff alright."

[captainjimk]

"Only the best," Which was a damn lie - if he wasn't on duty, Jim Kirk pretty much was a fan of anything that had alcohol in it, be it Terran drinks or any of the delightful oddities they'd found in their travels. "You got time to sit for a while - hate drinking standing up,"

[transwarp_beam]

"Aye, I'm off shift now," he replied, nodding. He was all for a little relaxing alcoholism in company at the end of a long day.

[captainjimk]

Which drew a grin from Jim and he motioned to the couch in his room - there were one or two perks to being Captain after all - and followed the Engineer over to it. "Shift go well? Or should I expect my ship to blow up any minute now?"

[transwarp_beam]

"Nah, shouldn't start explodin' 'til tomorrow at least," Scotty responded in tones of complete seriousness. A hint of a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth gave him away as he sank onto the couch.