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Captain's Log 04 - Waking Dreams
Who: Jim Kirk & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes, on the Tourist
When: Now (that is, Friday)
[ It's a strange feeling, waking up and staring at a ceiling that he instinctively knows is on a ship. He hasn't looked at one of those in awhile, mostly because his ship was still being built. He had been able to tour some parts of her, but she was far from complete, and certainly nowhere near ready for him to move into. So why? Why was there something familiar about this ceiling? He had seen it before, he was sure, nagging at the back of his mind -
The Fleet.
It struck him like a slap, making him gasp, and he sat up sharply, looking down at himself, wrapped in his survival suit of all things. He touched the raised silver crest of Star Fleet, trying to wrap his mind around the notion he was back on the Tourist. How long had it been? Almost three years? He had just celebrated his birthday, so, yes, three years...
Looking around he located the communicator, flipping it open, remembering the motions easily enough as he keyed up the video and looked in. It's to late by the time he realizes that he has a crown settled into his somewhat fluffier hair and a bright red lipstick mark on his cheek. Who-? Well, whatever, everyone will just get to see him attempt to rub the lipstick off as he speaks, crown, for the moment, remaining where it was. ]
Uh - hello everyone. I'm not sure how much time as passed here, so I suppose I should start with introductions. My name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk, U.S.S. Enterprise, though feel free to call me Jim. I was here once before, but I suppose at some point I got sent home.
It's been three years for me. So, if possible, I wouldn't mind a roll call of who all is here - and exactly how much time has passed for you all.
Kirk, out.
[ He turns off the communicator and gets up slowly, stretching, making his way for the kitchen and wondering if that cantankerous coffee machine was still here and functioning, and if it had been tamed. He hoped so. He desperately needed coffee. Maybe something more too. Yes, definitely something more.
Irish coffee it was Or as close as he could get it. ]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes, on the Tourist
When: Now (that is, Friday)
[ It's a strange feeling, waking up and staring at a ceiling that he instinctively knows is on a ship. He hasn't looked at one of those in awhile, mostly because his ship was still being built. He had been able to tour some parts of her, but she was far from complete, and certainly nowhere near ready for him to move into. So why? Why was there something familiar about this ceiling? He had seen it before, he was sure, nagging at the back of his mind -
The Fleet.
It struck him like a slap, making him gasp, and he sat up sharply, looking down at himself, wrapped in his survival suit of all things. He touched the raised silver crest of Star Fleet, trying to wrap his mind around the notion he was back on the Tourist. How long had it been? Almost three years? He had just celebrated his birthday, so, yes, three years...
Looking around he located the communicator, flipping it open, remembering the motions easily enough as he keyed up the video and looked in. It's to late by the time he realizes that he has a crown settled into his somewhat fluffier hair and a bright red lipstick mark on his cheek. Who-? Well, whatever, everyone will just get to see him attempt to rub the lipstick off as he speaks, crown, for the moment, remaining where it was. ]
Uh - hello everyone. I'm not sure how much time as passed here, so I suppose I should start with introductions. My name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk, U.S.S. Enterprise, though feel free to call me Jim. I was here once before, but I suppose at some point I got sent home.
It's been three years for me. So, if possible, I wouldn't mind a roll call of who all is here - and exactly how much time has passed for you all.
Kirk, out.
[ He turns off the communicator and gets up slowly, stretching, making his way for the kitchen and wondering if that cantankerous coffee machine was still here and functioning, and if it had been tamed. He hoped so. He desperately needed coffee. Maybe something more too. Yes, definitely something more.
Irish coffee it was Or as close as he could get it. ]
[ private video ]
How is Pavel? Is he happy?
Re: [ private video ]
Yeah, he is. Still bright eyed and bushy tailed, though I did discover he has a thing for brandy, which is surprising.
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Her gaze lightens though. She's glad he's okay. That's something. Even if he's possibly also still stranded in an underwater prison.]
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[ Which they found out by raiding his locket and confiscating said brandy, buuuuut he's not mentioning that. ]
Last I knew, he was happily enjoying shore leave and flitting around York Town.
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And you, mister, you need to take care of yourself. My boyfriend has gotten very attached.
[ private video ]
But yeah, I know he has. I could tell by the sensor that mysteriously appeared on my person when I woke up.
[ private video ]
He had a sensor on you? [That's not creepy.]
[ private video ]
[ He loves that kid, but really - sometimes he was just to much. ]
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Re: [ private video ]
It's nothing serious, it's just a pinch to a certain nerve bundle that knocks a person how harmlessly for a few hours, really. Trust me, I've had it done to me.
[ He's serious about the having it done to him part, at least, but his tone is joking more than trying to make a serious argument for the use of it. But, you know, he'll keep it in his back pocket. Just in case. ]
[ private video ]
Re: [ private video ]
Noted.
[ Though if he was being honest, if he judged the situation necessary, he'd use it, her veto not withstanding. Sorry Kitty. But cross that bridge when necessary. ]
Did I miss anything important while I was out?
[ private video ]
It's been quiet for me, but I might have missed things. [She was very Winn focused.]
(OOC: I hope I'm not missing anything glaringly obvious like the new planet, but I think they were already there? Maybe? Time and memory is hard.)
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Well, I suppose that's a good thing. You know how I hate to not be part of the action.
[ He grinned, his usual cheek still very much intact. ]
[ooc: he meant out as in when he was in a coma, not like he went out to the planet. He did go down for a couple of days before he passed out, but that was it. ]
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(OOC: I know. I just don't remember what all was going on when he was in the coma.)
Re: [ private video ]
It is my specialty, you know.
[ ooc: Oh, nothing special, no worries. ]
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