Kirk leaned back slightly, staring at the view. The air smelled densely of salt water, and was breezy despite the heat that pounded onto the streets below. A few clouds raced across the bright blue sky, forming into amusing shapes as they were pushed by the wind. Meanwhile, on the ground, it wasn't too busy. People- human and alien- wandered around the boardwalk, the majority wearing contagious smiles. It was amazing here, Kirk thought. It certainly wasn't Iowa by any means, light years away from the little state in fact. But it was great.
The blonde turned to his first officer, grinning at the straight faced vulcan. He had to admit, it was positively hilarious seeing the guy in civvies...heck, if it weren't for his pestering Spock probably would have never beamed down for shore leave anyway.
"Well, Spock? Whaddya think?" Jim asked, elbowing the half vulcan lightly in the side and ignoring the glare that came in return. The first officer straightened, slowly moving his head to observe the area.
"Aesthetically pleasing...but in all essence it is not unlike any other civilized world we have been to, Captain. I don't understand why you require me here on the surface." Spock concluded after a minute, looking back to Jim and raising an eyebrow as if he were prompting for an answer. Jim sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"My name is Jim, Spock. Call me that, would you? We're off duty after all..." The blonde muttered, beginning to walk off randomly. "And you weren't required, buddy. I just thought it'd be nice to catch up with my really annoying 'emotionless' friend." He air quoted the word as he said it, still thinking whenever Spock pretended to not care that he was full of bullshit. The half vulcan sighed quietly, following his captain.
"Very well...Jim. I must, however, state that we see each other on a daily basis. It was illogical for me to come when the majority of the senior officers were already off the ship." He replied simply, crossing his arms. "By being here I am neglecting my duties...and ignoring the possibility that something could happen on board that requires my assistance."
"Oh for god's sake, Spock!" Jim stopped in his tracks, glaring at the flawless poker face his first officer was giving him. "Would you relax? The ship is perfectly fine at the docking station. Besides, If anything serious goes on they'll comm us." The blonde then smirked. "This isn't because I put the kids in charge, is it mamma bear?" Spock rolled his eyes.
"Cap-...Jim, this has nothing to do with the fact I do not approve of Ensign Chekov taking the chair while we're on the planet. Also, he and T'Celta are far from children. Chekov will be a legal adult in about four point two weeks and T'Celta already is." Spock stated, raising an eyebrow. "But...I suppose I will attempt to 'relax'..." Jim grinned, smacking the vulcans shoulder lightly.
"Awesome! Good talk, buddy. Now come on...I think I saw a cool looking food stand a minute ago!"