losthunter | Dancing, Drinks and Drag ((Jim, Verity)

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Dancing, Drinks and Drag ((Jim, Verity)

Hunter has been looking forward to this night for a long time. He has a table booked at his favorite Drag bar. He is looking forward to dressing up, and enjoying a few drinks with two of his favorite people. And he is sure that both Jim and Verity will enjoy a night out on the town.

Right now, Hunter is waiting in his New York apartment, where he is going to meet up with both Jim and Verity. It is the best place to get together, before heading out to the bar. Both Jim and Verity know his PINpoint coordinates. And besides, they don't have to navigate the Drag bar trying to find Hunter.

Tonight, Hunter is wearing a long gold dress. It is designed to show off his arms. And has a long exposed back. The look is completed with an elaborate head piece and deep, rich make-up that flatters his whole look.

He is excited to have Jim and Verity show up and to see their outfits.

[recommending a post order of Hunter/Jim/Verity]

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Verity nods her understanding. She won't be drinking much for other reasons, but there's no need to be a downer about the evening. And anyway, she's a city girl. She's not much good at driving.

"That was a hint, honey." The reminder comes with a gentle nudge. Hunter didn't think he was going to get away with just talking about his roses while she was there, did he?

Hunter smirks slightly at that gentle nudge. "It is..." He answers Jim's question. Then pours everyone a small glass of wine, before the cab arrives.

"I am also flourishing beautifully." He teases Verity a little. He doesn't mind talking about himself. "It seems the company of a good man was just what the doctor ordered."

Jim pretends to look thoughtful. "I don't recall that being on Bones' usual list of prescriptions."

Honestly, she wanted to see the flowers. But she'll take wine and talking about someone who isn't her. "Well, obviously. You're well-fed and get plenty of sunshine," she teases back. "And just as pretty as any of your roses."

Jim's comment gets a curious look. "Your doctor is named 'Bones'? That's a little on the nose."

They can take their wine onto the balcony, and see the rose garden at the same time. The best of both worlds. There are a few less roses at Hunter's New York apartment, than compared to his Nexus dwelling. He has been transplanting some.

"That is Jim's nickname for him."

Jim chuckles a bit, taking his wine and following Hunter out to the balcony. "His actual name's Leonard McCoy," he says to Verity, "but I've been calling him Bones since the day we met, way before he was my CMO. The name stuck and I can't call him Leonard without it sounding weird."

That seems pretty much perfect. Verity is so fond of flowers. Even if this garden is still growing in, she'll enjoy it.

"Oh. That makes more sense." In her defense, she comes from a comic book world. Meaningful Names is a Thing. See: her own father's sense of humor. "It must be nice, having people on your ship who you've known a while. Assuming you're friends."

Hunter does not want to speak for Jim on his friendship with McCoy, so he will leave that question for the other man to address.

He can talk about meeting McCoy, and some of the other crew members, in a moment.

Jim nods, taking a sip from his wine. "Yeah, we're pretty close. Bones and I were roommates all three years we were at the Academy together. Most of my senior crew were classmates, so we get along pretty well."

Verity almost asks how a ship ends up with so many young people in command. Then she thinks about the kinds of things that cause that sort of situation and reconsiders the question. "That's good. Probably makes things run smoother."

She sips her wine before adding, "I know I couldn't work with Hunter, we'd never get anything done."

"That is very true." Hunter smiles at Verity's comment about the troubles they would encounter, if they worked together.

"I had a chance to meet some of Jim's crew members. I have had them over here for supper. And we are planning other supper events."

The tale is indeed a tragic one. Jim would be willing to tell it, but he doesn't want to drag down the mood either, so it's probably for the best that she didn't ask.

"We're going to be grounded for a few months while our ship is being repaired," Jim adds, as he's aware that making so many plans might seem a bit sudden. "We've all got a lot of free time on our hands in the meantime."

They can trade their Tragic Backstories another day, over something stronger than wine.

"There are worse places than the Nexus to have free time and a good meal. Have you been to the Windy Cliffs yet? Seems like the sort of place adventurers would enjoy." Like they need help finding interesting places to go. "Or is your crew more in need of peace and quiet?"

"Or has all the Nexus outings been to bars or pubs?" Hunter winks playfully at Jim.

He nudges his shoulder against Hunter's, smiling a little. "I'll have you know, I've only been to a couple of bars so far, and two of those times didn't involve any alcohol."

Jim leans lightly against the balcony railing, looking over at Verity curiously. "Depends on the crewman. Spock's more the 'rest and meditation' type, and I don't think Scotty would consider time away from the ship a vacation, but I've got some adventurers on the crew. What're the cliffs like?"

"Why would you go to a bar and not drink? Repeatedly?" Her confusion is an excellent advertisement of one of her issues, isn't it?

"The cliffs are, you know, rock of some kind I guess. The fun part is what happens when you jump off." She takes a long slow drink and lets them wonder about that. The glass doesn't entirely hide her smirk. "The updrafts and maybe weird gravity let you kind of fly."

"That sounds really interesting.... how long do you stay in mid-air? How do you get down?" Hunter asks a few questions.

"The first time, Samus wouldn't let me," Jim explains, not at all surprised by her disbelief. "The other time, I was fresh out of the hospital and was still medically restricted."

These Windy Cliff things do certainly sound unique, and as Jim is a fan of unusual sports and natural phenomena, he listens with interest. "Good question," he agrees with Hunter.

"Ah." Samus is a good explanation for just about anything and Verity will accept that without further comment or any teasing. He knows why.

"From what I've seen, you can stay there pretty much indefinitely, so long as you keep finding new currents to ride. And to get down again, you find currents blowing over the cliff and hope you're good at landing. I am in no way an expert in how this works, but I've survived more than one visit, so."

"I would love to visit those cliffs someday. Check it out."

Hunter's phone chirps slightly. He checks it. "Ah! That would be the alert that the car is two minutes away."

"Me too," Jim agrees. Of course, he doesn't think McCoy will be very happy about it, but the doctor doesn't have to know about it beforehand. "I think Sulu would probably be interested, and maybe Chekov. First time Sulu and I did anything together was that orbital skydiving combat drop I told you about," he adds as an aside to Hunter. "He's a fan of the whole 'extreme sports' thing too."

He hadn't expected any kind of warning, so that's nice. "Guess we'd better finish these off then," he says, lifting his wine glass and swirling around what little remains.

"Orbital skydiving combat drop?" Verity loves her some storytime, so now Jim owes her a story. It's only fair, seeing as he mentioned it and all. "Sounds like it'd be his sort of adventure. We can go whenever you're all free."

Ver nods, acknowledging the warning and agreeing with the suggestion. "And if we're going to be keeping records of the evening, we'd probably better get started. Either of you averse to photos?"

"No. I am fine with photos." Hunter answers Verity. He didn't always feel this way, but because of friends in his life who love him and support him, Hunter has this new confidence that he had once been missing.

It's part of the tragic tale that's being saved for later, but Jim can't see the harm in mentioning this part of it. He hasn't told Hunter the details yet either. "There was a Romulan ship attacking Vulcan with a mining drill platform that extended from orbit down into the upper atmosphere. The energy beam was scrambling our long-range communications and transporter tech, and the Romulan commander had demanded that Adm- Captain Pike," he corrects himself mid-word, "come over to their ship by shuttlecraft, so he dropped me, Sulu, and Olson halfway with explosives to disable the drill. Things... didn't go well and we had to improvise."

He drains his wine glass, and shakes his head in response to her question. "Fine by me."

The harm in telling Verity part of a story is that she'll want the rest. (It's a mouse and cookie situation.) The fact the part he's telling doesn't make sense to her doesn't help. And considering where she's from--or maybe because of it--being confused by science is not a good thing in her book. It almost always means someone was doing something they shouldn't and 'accidentally' endangering everything.

So she's not going to ask. Not tonight.

"C'mon then, get together." She motions for them to get closer and pulls out her phone while they pose themselves. "Say 'cheese'."

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