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Seriously people, if you're going to use public areas, be consider of everyone else and actually clean up after yourself.

It's like living with a bunch of kids.

[ooc: The common rooms are actually probably pretty okay. But not according to this sudden neat freak who loves right angles and perfectly aligned things, you people just don't understand.]

Introductions seem to be in order. I'm Sam Kirk, here filling in for my brother for a bit.

I have to be honest, I'm not sure if Jim was a Warden or an Inmate. I could see both, really. Since it's Jim. [AND THAT SHOULD SAY IT ALL]

Anyway, it's nice to meet you all.

( Spam for Hego under here )

I seem to be missing a dog.

He's black and white and has a great love for shoes and chasing sock balls.

[ooc; McCoy is actually finding the dog but all are free to have seen him and watch him EVADE CAPTURE because that's obviously what dogs do, the little shits.]

I'm actually curious, if you have had your birthday here or might have your birthday here and just haven't yet, would you count yourself as a year older when that day comes?

Or is this place so removed from your normal life and time that you don't think any time is actually passing even as you feel it dragging on you here?

That flood doesn't change anything about Mustache March. It's still happening. Keep growing, men and the brave and noble ladies who are more manly than some of the men here. You know who you are. And you should be ashamed.

[Spam for Angua]

[Kirk washed the clothes he'd borrowed from Angua before he brought them back to her. It seemed polite and he had laundry to do anyway and Aristotle needed a walk, so really, it was efficient and all that stuff. He wasn't in any way morbidly curious as to why they were a weird set of twins.

And that was a horrible lie. He'd probably end up staring at her for a while.

Jim tugged on Aristotle's leash, trying to get him to come back to his side as he knocked on Angua's door.]

I think we should do Mustache March.

It could be a bonding experience for us men of the Barge. And you ladies, if growing a mustache is something you want to do. No judgment. It's not like a sense of shame is something you hold on to for a long period of time around here.

And if you can't grow one, like Merlin or Tim, we can just draw one on you.

[Kirk disliked hospitals and sickbays and infirmaries and anywhere where medical procedures were done, even when he had to be there because he was dying or close to dying or just needed stitches. When it was pretty much dead in there, and he was more or less forced to be around just in case, and maybe there wasn't much medical help he could do but there was a lot of stocking and counting that his genius level intellect could handle.

For about a half hour and then he got really bored of it. And there was just something about Merlin that said bother me all you want.]

"Merlin, do you know what chess is?"

[Around the time that Kirk usually barges over into Shego's apartment to pester her for the evening, there is the same kind of knock but when she opens the door she won't find him. She will see Aristotle there. With a note attached to his collar. It's a limerick about Shego's hair. Because... that's romance?]

Right.

Okay, Barge.

I admit they're creepy and borderline stalkerish but they're my creepy and borderline stalkerish toys, so I don't care how you got into my room but give them back.

I promise not to shoot anyone for it. But the offer is also only valid for twenty four hours.

[Kirk looks kinda drunk, that's obvious. He's with Prefect, what do you expect. And he opens his mouth to say something before he's distracted by something behind the camera. And you get a nice flash of the casino he's in as he lowers the device so he can yell at his Inmate.]

Sh--hey! Put that down. Where did you even get a lobster? [You're like a giant two year old Flynn.

But whatever, Kirk is back and he frowns at the camera for a moment.] Hang on--[For the Barge in general, the feed cuts off but really he switched it to Private for Shego like he originally intended:]

... Shego? Whatcha up to?

[Well. It wasn't really all that odd for Kirk to wake up with a hangover. It hadn't been happening as frequently lately as say, when he was twenty two, but it wasn't like he'd forgotten what it felt like.

It was however a rarity to wake up in handcuffs to someone else. Especially someone else who was about two inches away from his face.]

"... Prefect?"

You know, a year ago I thought it was pretty cool that I have my own action figure. But now I have a lot of them, of people that I know pretty well and I think it's actually... really creepy.

This is someone's toy and you know they never stop at the action figures. What if there's a board game or footie pajamas or something? Tiny little backpacks with my face on it.

And what if we all have weird crap like this out in the universe somewhere? Some kid could be playing the Prefect game where you try and sell everything you own. Or you can hit a little inflatable head with a frying pan. Or you could be like some people here and rip shit up that doesn't belong to you. [Does he mean Trip or Tim? WHO KNOWS YOU BOTH RUIN HIS THINGS :|]

Shit, what if there's costumes too?

While I never say no to action figures, I didn't get you guys anything, sorry.

[Private to Flynn]

Flynn, Eugene, I'm going to call you whatever one pisses you off more when you make me mad, so it doesn't really matter.

I'm Jim Kirk, I'm your Warden.

Questions?

[Private to Shego]

Didn't you say you have your own bathroom?

( immedi-spam following the flood for Dick )

[Video--several hours post flood and chat with Dick]

I'm back.

[This is Papa Kirk. In true Christmas special fashion, he's come back to town. And he's a little drunk. AND YEAH I USE SEAN BEAN.]

Little baaaaby, pa rum pa pummm ppuuum I am a poooooooor boy too, pa, rum, pa, pum, pum pum ra ra pum pum pum pa.

Fuck. This song's repetitive.

Pump pa rum pa pum pum.

I'm going to head back to Enterprise in a few hours.

[Pausepause, does he want to be emotional in front of the barge at large? Nope. So you all get a small salute instead.]

It's be real, Barge.

[Filtered separately to all his Friends-- if you think you are, you get one]

I'll miss you.

That's two Inmates graduated under my belt now.

Everyone be sure to congratulate Shego.

[Filtered to his friendly types. If you think you could be included, you are]

Doing okay?

A word.

[ooc: pretend this happened actually right after port ended Naomi :c]

I think I'm lost.

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