Mingle Log!

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When; July 5th through July 7th!
Rating; G+
Characters; Open to ALL, 4th Wallers and Citizens!
Summary; The celebrations continue, and the Anonymous regime has summoned guests that Citizens might (not) prove very thrilled to see! As opposed to other Fourth Wall events, all visiting characters will have been invited to the City, or they must arrive here of their own will.

Mingle! Explore~!

Log;

There's so much to do and so much to see in this City of cities. From tromping through Xanadu, long walks along the shore, shopping in the Square, hunting in the forest, meeting a contact in the Underground, or getting as many answers as possible at the Welcoming Center how can anyone decide on just one. In three days time so much can be done!

Shops and restaurants are having specials. Happy hour has become happy days in some bars. This is quite the occasion! When the City decides to celebrate, it becomes contagious. Why not smile and strike up a conversation with a stranger? After all, a stranger is a friend you haven't met yet.

Comments

[countrydoctor]

[He knows this well. Just the thought of henpecking Kirk into taking a break makes him tired.]

Sometimes a captain needs a doctor who'll make him rest. I'm not having any captain of mine running around exhausted.

[first_officer]

[Trying that with Captain Pike... well, it's not that he mistrusts her advice on a professional level, but she rather doubts he'd listen to that. Christopher is harder on himself than anyone else.]

You're a credit to your Enterprise.

[countrydoctor]

I do alright for an old country doctor.

[With Kirk, a certain stubbornness is almost as important as medical expertise; he can't take too much credit for a trait like that. Still, he'll take that compliment.]

I could say the same to you. Any captain you find yourself with after your service on the Enterprise will have a fine fist officer.

[first_officer]

[Treasure it, Leonard, she doesn't hand compliments out easily.

He'd get along well enough with Boyce, she thinks. There's some element of likeness between them-- something she's too gracious to think of as old fashioned-- but McCoy, she thinks, would be less inclined to let Christopher wallow. That would be an improvement.]

It's funny-- I've never given much thought to that. Where I might go next.

[countrydoctor]

[No one wallows on McCoy's watch! Except for McCoy. He allows himself a certain amount of wallowing when things get ugly and the weight of the lives he can't save becomes too heavy to drown out.]

You'll be aiming for your own ship eventually, I suppose.

[first_officer]

I'll admit, I'm a little disappointed to learn I won't get the Enterprise when Captain Pike moves on.

[A little disappointed, but not terribly surprised. Maybe that's pessimistic. She doesn't let herself wallow. Usually. Right now, at least, she's not; it seems the definition of spilt milk.]

[countrydoctor]

Maybe things'll play out differently. [Not said as a comfort to her, since she doesn't seem to need that. It's more like idle musing.] With all of these universes popping up, there's no telling what happens next in any of them.

[first_officer]

[She may not need it, but it's not unwelcome. In a quiet way. If he'd said it in a comforting way, she might be bothered.]

That's true-- I suppose there's no way to predict it.

[countrydoctor]

Call me old-fashioned, but I wouldn't want to know what's coming around the bend. Some things should be left to God.

[first_officer]

I'm inclined to agree.

[But at least the company's good.]

Though I suppose I'd rather go forward than backward, if I can't stay in the right time.

[countrydoctor]

Given the choice between going back or going forward... well. I can think of a few things I might do differently a second time around.

[He pushes his empty glass away. Surely he hasn't had enough to drink to get maudlin already.]

[first_officer]

Well, that's just the problem. Who couldn't?

[No wallowing. She takes a sip of her drink before continuing.]

But I wouldn't want to be responsible for altering the future. Dealing with that temptation...

[countrydoctor]

Playing with time travel is a disaster waiting to happen. Best if we all stay where we're supposed to be.

Well, except for when we can't help it, but this place can't have much of an impact on what's going on at home.

[first_officer]

I should hope not, I'd hate to think I'll go home to a ship with twice the crew.

[countrydoctor]

If that happens, there's bound to be at least one Spock with a logical solution for us.

[first_officer]

He's always good for that.

[countrydoctor]

Yours too? I might lose my mind in a world with two of those pointy-eared computers.

[first_officer]

I've never met an illogical Vulcan. I like that about him.

[She could see how two might be a bit much, though...]

[countrydoctor]

[McCoy appreciates Spock most of the time in spite of what he says.]

Someone has to. We don't exactly see eye-to-eye.

[first_officer]

Could be he's gotten humorless in his old age.

[Which is a joke, which is probably fairly obvious, though her delivery is strikingly dry.]

[countrydoctor]

Or I have.

[Not a joke, exactly, but it could pass as one.]

[first_officer]

He can smile, you know. On occasion.

[countrydoctor]

[He scoffs, but doesn't deny it.]

Don't let that get around, Morgan. It'd be a threat to his Vulcan dignity.

[first_officer]

I'm certain his dignity can handle worse.