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In like a Tourist, out like a lamb

Who: Tourists and visitors!
Broadcast: nah
Action: S.S. Tourist
When: March!

[ What are you up to this month, Tourists? Living up to your ship name on the station? Well, share your spoils with the rest of the crew! Or maybe you've been engaging in ahem illicit pursuits? We promise not to tell! ]

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[She looks up at him.] There's no guarantees in any of this, Kirk. Mess with the augment. Don't mess with the augment. Get ratings. Don't get ratings. Do your jobs. Ignore your jobs. We're all just guessing. [It's a frustrating, helpless sort of feeling that she had at the prison too, but there you got feedback. You didn't know if they were lies or the truth, but here there's just silence.]

No one else should have gotten hurt and that's on me. [Probably no reason that should be on her specifically, but she's still taking the responsibility.] I'm not planning to go for it again.

_{[ He sighs. ]}

Believe me, I know that. It's frustrating. And I'm not saying that I disagree with learning what it is the augments actually are. I'm not. We should definitely try and figure out what it is that's been put it is. All I'm saying is that maybe next time let's do things like this with a medical professional. I'd hate for something to happen to you that's made worse because you couldn't get medical attention in time. Plan for the things that could go wrong, as best you can, and then try.

It's all we can do.

_{[ Essentially, caution and prudence. He's learned a hell of a lot about in the past year. He got a major wake up call when he walked right into a trap and he should have seen all the warning signs long before then. Scotty, Spock, and Bones had, and it was by the barest margin things had not gone even worse than they had. Only a few of his crew dead - and himself - instead of his whole ship lost. He was not skittish, but he at least had begun to understand that simply running head long wasn't always the best option, and the consequences could ripple out in unexpected ways.

He looks to her and nods, accepting what she's said. He understand that weight. He'll live with his own guilt for the rest of his life - the death of Pike, those crew that died in Marcus' assault and the ship falling towards Earth, even to some degree Vulcan though that had been somewhat out of his hands. It was not an easy thing. ]}

[The problem with advice you don't ask for is that you usually don't want it no matter how well intentioned or salient. Not that this ever really stops her from getting unsolicited advice.]

I'm not a child and I don't lack experience. [She actually manages to say this without sounding petulant. Her words are measured and calm.] I don't need anyone to hold my hand through making decisions or dealing with the consequences of them. [When she needed it most there was no one there. Not at first at least.]

It's not holding your hand - it's that life advice I promised you. From someone who understands what you're going through.

_{[ He shrug his shoulders, pushing up from his bed and going to his door, opening it. ]}

Probably would have sounded better coming from Pike, honestly. I'm not used to this life-advice thing yet. So, you know, give me time to work through the learning curve.

[She gets up too, assuming she's being kicked out by the way he goes to the door. She does try to let the tension this conversation drop off. He's also bringing up Pike which she knows isn't the easiest thing for him.] In that case it needs to be sassier next time. Or we could just go back to the love interest thing.

_{[ He laughs, waiting for her to go past before following her himself. He's just hungry, really, not kicking her out. He's not good with being still either, and he didn't think she'd enjoy his pacing, so he would give himself something else to do instead. ]}

Dually noted. Hmm, I was giving that some thought. I think I'm the friend that judges your boyfriends - or girlfriends - and encourages bad behavior from time to time.

Trust me, that doesn't need to be encouraged. It happens just fine on its own. [Oh, okay, so not a fight. Just a walk. Good.]

These are the things you think about when left to your own devices?

Well, to be fair, the usual things that I occupy my mind with are moot now. I'm not exactly a Captain at the moment. Well, I am, but this is definitely not the Enterprise. It tends to come up as a topic of thought late at night, if that eases your concerns.

Just brand new concerns now. [She manages a smile though.] I know what you mean though. Having less going on is a lot to get used to somehow. Too much time to think is its own kind of problem.

_{[ He nodded. ]}

It's why I took up running. It helps me find my zen, you could say - my calm place. But damn what I wouldn't do for a mission right now or a planet to explore.

The augments were my mission. I guess I'll try for one with less stabbing. I already do a lot of training. [She'd kept the habit up all through the prison time too.]

Less stabbing is always a good thing. And maybe we can spar some time, if you want. It would help to have someone else to work with - makes things less monotonous.

You think you could handle me? [She raises an eyebrow.]

That sounds like a challenge, Miss Pryde.

_{[ He smirks at her, those blue eyes sparking at the suggestion. ]}

Or a warning. I think this might be the time we should have medical personnel around just in case.

_{[ He stretched his arms and cracked his knuckles. ]}

Don't you worry. I'm tougher than I look.

_{[ Which was now actually fairly true, thanks to his augmented blood.
He wasn't super human, but he could take more punishment than the average
person now too. ]}

[She still figures she'll have to play no powers, but it's not like her fighting skills are superhuman. Just really well trained and practiced.] You're on. Another time. Since you just took a shower and I'd hate for you to have to do all that again.

_{[ Well that would only be fair. It's hard to have a good match when you can't even get your hands on the person. Now, when they're in a fire fight he would encourage the hell out of it. But sparring it would just be mean. ]}

Hah, it would put something on my schedule, at least. Unless you're worried you'll lose?

_{[ He arched a brow at her, smirking. ]}

Not especially. Pryde's in the name, but I can handle losing. Not that it will happen, but I could handle it.

Oh, there it is - I can see it now. But you're on, Miss Pryde. I could do with a new challenge.

Running out of your old ones like hitting on every girl on the space station?

That's not really a challenge, that's a hobby.

I guess it's more exciting than scrapbooking.

The day I take up scrapbooking is the day you have permission to send me into the sun.

Sending you into the sun sounds like a lot of work. I have much more efficient ways of ending you. [She has the best banter, right?]

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