Jim Kirk & OTA
It was always nice to change out of his uniform for a few hours and relax, Jim thought, as he entered the Deck Five Lounge with a grin on his face. Here he could blend in, even though he figured that most everyone, even the newcomers, knew who he was by now. He just didn't always have the time to join everyone in their free time. Not only that but he wanted to give the crew, especially, a chance to unwind without glancing over their shoulders at their captain.
He grabbed a Bud Classic from the bar and then turned around to face the room, leaning casually against the bar with an arm resting on it as he sipped his beer.