Mermaids.... because I don't need a bloody reason

[done_in_3]

Well the party was hopping, if you could say that about a vulcan party. It was certainly happening. People were certainly milling about and holding beverages and conversations. Jim was eager to get to land again, his clothes and shoes stowed away as usual for when he returned to land. He'd slip into those and appear on the beach and into the party like he just came from around the corner. Nobody would notice... except the entire party of land vulcans who weren't accustomed to a blond haired blue eyed bipedal with rounded ears. So of course he was the talk of the crowed as he worked his way through. He's scanning the crowd, nodding, acknowledging, being a part of the party maybe? Well no he was a spectacle but it wasn't until he ran right into someone that it actually got awkward [hehe...]

"Ah-- woah, sorry about that. I apologize, I wasn't paying attention." he nearly spilled the guy's whole drink. He grabbed his hand, steadying it before it could spill all over him.

"Wasn't watching where I was going....wait are you...." oh shit. Oooooh shit shit shit, he's going to die. It's Spock. He could just die right now, slip into the sea and forget it, he's done.

"....Hey." too bad the vulcan has no idea who HE is.