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When: 19th
Rating: TBC
Characters: You!
Summary: A shindig at the beach for the best navigator in Starfleet.
Log: 

[ OOC: Feel free to assume your character has received an invite to the party via their inbox or word of mouth for Chekov's birthday! Everyone is welcome except you, Khan and presents are mandatory for the Enterprise's young navigator. Please tag under either section to keep the party somewhat ordered, and have fun! ]

Comments

[medicos]

Yes.

[ nope. never leaving. you'll have to go around him. ]

Are you going to keep doing that for the entire day?

[logistical]

Until I have acquired a sufficient level of skill. [He almost says Captain, and swallows it.] Jim has informed me there is to be a competition between us and the crew of Voyager.

[It goes without saying that no way in hell is he going to lose, no matter how cool the futureship is or how much he likes Janeway.]

[medicos]

[ ...okay, that changes things.

bones gets off the his back and moves the blanket away from spock's nearly perfect line of inexplicably elaborate sandcastles that he still thinks isn't sufficient enough, jesus christ this guy. ]

Guess we should be thankful that they don't have with them a Vulcan as dedicated as you.

[ that is mostly a compliment, however terribly delivered. ]

Might want to go and give Jim some lessons. He's terrible at them.

[logistical]

[Oh, that was oddly nice. Spock nods at him, gratefully.]

They do not have a Vulcan at all.

[Strength, superior senses, yadda yadda.]

He is planning to assist, later.

[medicos]

[ eyeroll. ]

'Course he is. [ big manchild and all that, he'd thoroughly enjoy playing in the sand. as for bones, he's gonna put on the cool shades and rest on his back, forever if he has to. ]

Good luck with that.